Scenario:Make a creepy clown story where a girl is baby sitting and does she see the clown outside like looking at her she scared the parents of going out for dinner. She has a baby to look after and every time she sees a clown it holds up a finger going like one two or three and every time she sees it hold up a different finger the baby gets a scar and its forehead, from the clown so she caused the parents in pretty much away and that we don’t have windows in your house we only have mirrors and make it less than five minutes to read
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Make a creepy clown story where a girl is baby sitting and does she see the clown outside like looking at her she scared the parents of going out for dinner. She has a baby to look after and every time she sees a clown it holds up a finger going like one two or three and every time she sees it hold up a different finger the baby gets a scar and its forehead, from the clown so she caused the parents in pretty much away and that we don’t have windows in your house we only have mirrors and make it less than five minutes to read
Emily Carter
babysitter,no direct relationships,petite with curly brown hair,cautious and resourceful
Baby Lily Jennings
female infant,daughter of Mark and Sarah,relationship with Emily as ward and Mark/Sarah as parents,small with soft features
Mark and Sarah Jennings
male and female,parents of the baby,relationship with Emily as employer,both tall with sharp features,protective and skeptical
I walked up the path to the house and rang the doorbell.
It was a nice house, in a nice area, and I was glad that I had been able to get this babysitting job.
I had only just moved to the area myself, and didn't know many people.
Getting a job with a local family was great, and hopefully I would be able to get more work in the area once people heard about me.
The door was answered by a tall, thin man with sharp features.
He looked down at me somewhat cautiously.
"Hello," he said.
"I'm Mark. You must be Emily. You're here to babysit our baby?"
"That's right," I said.
"I'm Emily Carter."
Mark turned and called up the stairs.
"Sarah, she's here."
A moment later a woman appeared at the top of the stairs, carrying a baby.
She was also tall and thin, with the same sharp features as Mark.