A man called a babysitter and told her to go upstairs and look in on the children. <br />She ignored the man so he called again and again. <br />She finally got fed up and asked the operator to trace the man's call. <br />When the operator traced it, it made the babysitter's skin crawl. <br />The operator told her to get out of the house because the calls were coming from upstairs. <br />The man had already killed the children and he was going to kill her when she came up there. <br /> <br /> <br />(A true story)<br /><br />Randy Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-babysitter/
