#bcbysitter

       '   JUDGE ALL YOU WANT  , this here chainsaw has never failed me . . . besides  ,  you gotta admit ,  it’s pretty  S E X Y   '

          halloween   just   around   the   corner,   tensions   were   high   in   the   town   of   haddonfield,   illinois.   tales   of   michael   (   the   boogeyman   !   )  had   reached   near   MYTHICAL   proportions   in   the   small   town   with   not   much   else   to   do.   the   amount   of   people   that   DONNED   white   masks   sent   chills  down   jamie’s   spine.   michael’s   face   was   one   jamie   could   NEVER   forget,   a   face   that   often   showed   up   in   her   nightmares.   it   was   a   BURDEN   only   jamie   alone   could   bear,   one   that   no   one   beside   she   herself   could   relate   to.   michael’s   HORRORS   he’d   committed   against   humanity   often   felt   like   jamie’s   own.   the   blood   on   michael’s   hands   had   left   jamie   STAINED.   the   fear    of   becoming   like  HIM   one   she   was   unable   to   shake,   and   one   she’d   never   been   able   to    VOICE  to   anyone.   especially   not   to   her   mother   of    all   people.

          years   PASSED   left   the   relationship   strained   between   mother   and   daughter.   the   wounds   so   deep   that   they   could   not   be   MENDED.   nothing    between   the   two   had    been   the   same   since   the   car   accident   that   left   jamie   in   the   care   of   the   carruthers   when   she   was   ONLY   a   child.   a   daughter   ABANDONED,   a   daughter   raised   on   lies.   only  once   she   was   sixteen   did   jamie   learn   the   TRUTH   of   it   all.   her   mother   had   left   her   by   CHOICE  and   no   amount   of   trying   to   justify   it   or   explain   her   reasoning   would   make   up   for   the   years   jamie   spent   missing   the   woman.   nights   shedding   tears   over   a   photograph   of   a   woman   who   wanted   NOTHING   to   do   with   her.   sixteen   years   worth   of   her   life   WASTED   mourning   a   mother   that   (   in   her   eyes   )   had   not   loved   her.   anger   and   PAIN   aside,   jamie   couldn’t   NOT   visit   when   this   time   of   year   rolled   around  –––   to   check   in   if   nothing   else.   despite   all,   she   CARED  far   more   than   she   liked   to   admit.   doorbell   rang,   eyes   are   focused   upon   feet   while   she   waits   for   estranged   mother   to   answer.

BRACELET catches sun, in a blinding wink. simple yet elegant. or at least that is what a young boy like himself thought. scarlet flush as he watches her take it in. to obtain it took three months of mowing lawns. all to thank her. for what she did. does. his babysitter. oh kid what are you doing? " hope yuh-you l-l-like it ?"