All Chapters of The Babysitter Stalker : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Six months ago is when it started. It was purely an accident the first time but once he started he couldn’t stop. He had been walking home after being fired from his latest job for showing up drunk. He stumbled down the road and passed a house with the curtains opened. He saw a beautiful girl sitting in the floor playing with two young children and he was shocked. He had never seen a prettier girl in his life and was instantly smitten. In his drunken state he didn’t stop to consider that he was a stranger and would scare the young lady. All he could think about was meeting and maybe kissing her. So he staggered up to the window and watched her closely. The young blond stood up and he could hear her as she told the kids it was bedtime and he watched her usher them upstairs. He was not a patient man and after several drinks he couldn’t wait any longer. He tried the door and was surprised that it opened quietly. He couldn’t believe his luck as he creeped into the house and waited to meet

One month after Mandy’s death, Sasha Williams was leaving school one cold Friday afternoon. It was early November and Sasha had to rush home and change clothes before going to her babysitting job at The Ramsey house. She was watching little Cleo Ramsey while her mother and father went to a party. Sasha had promised Mrs. Ramsey she would be there by 5:30 and she didn’t want to be late. Sasha drove quickly to her home a few blocks from school and ran inside to change. When she was done she left a note for her mom letting her know where she would be and not to wait up. Sasha stuck the note on the fridge and grabbed an apple before heading out the door. Sasha wanted to swing by the gym and see her boyfriend before going to the Ramseys. Sasha’s boyfriend Cole Little was a part time personal trainer at the gym. Sasha walked into the gym and snuck up behind Cole who was in between clients and wrapped her arms around his eyes and giggled guess who. Of course Cole knew it was Sasha but he

Stacy’s 15th birthday was an exciting day for the young girl. She was going to ask her parents about getting a job to start saving for a car. When she came home from school her parents and kid brother were all waiting for her. They had planned a nice dinner with all of Stacy’s favorite foods. Sylvia had been cooking all day and had even made Stacy her favorite red velvet cake for her birthday. Sylvia and Marc had bought Stacy a new phone for her birthday and we’re excited to celebrate with their daughter. Stacy walked in from school and yelled happily I’m home. Sylvia ran out to greet her daughter with a big hug and a happy birthday. Stacy exclaimed aww mom the house looks great! Did you do all this for me? Marc walked in then, hey kiddo. I helped. Stacy loved her parents very much and they always went out of their way to make her feel special. Stacy could smell the food and ran into the kitchen excitedly looking at all the wonderful dishes prepared for her birthday. She turned aro

Trigger warning ahead The 4 year old boy sat in the floor crying because his mommy wasn’t coming home. Daddy told him mommy went away and was never coming back. The little boy didn’t understand why mommy would leave as he was too young to understand his mom had been murdered. Daddy was mean now and would yell at the little boy all the time. The little boy missed his mommy and wanted her to come home. She loved him and Daddy didn’t. Daddy would not give hugs like mommy did. Daddy didn’t give him good food like Mommy did. Daddy just gave him pieces of bread with nothing on them all the time. The little boy would cry because he was hungry and his stomach hurt a lot. When he cried Daddy would get madder and would stick him in his room and lock the door. The little boy learned not to cry so much. He would bite the inside of his cheek to keep from crying out loud so daddy wouldn’t leave him in his room. The little boy learned that when he was locked in his room he didn’t even get bread.

Stacy flopped down at the kitchen table for a snack. She slowly ate her cookies willing time to go faster so she could leave for The Mackenzie’s house. Stacy was so nervous and hoped that the the kiddos liked her. Stacy’s biggest concern was that she would do something wrong and not be asked to babysit again. Stacy was lost in thought when her mother walked in the door carrying groceries. Stacy jumped up from her seat at the table, “Mom let me help”. Stacy scooped a bag out of her mothers arms and walked back to the kitchen to unload them. “Thank you dear” Sylvia smiled. “Would you like to help with dinner”? Stacy exhaled slowly “mom I am babysitting tonight remember”? Sylvia did remember but was still hoping for a way to talk her daughter out of it. “Stacy I really wish you would reconsider”. “Now I’m not going back on my word” Sylvia rushed before Stacy could interrupt her. “ I’m just worried about the unsolved murders”. You are my only daughter