While baby-sitting the new neighbors’ children for the first time, Katie answered the phone. Some creepy old voice asked if she liked little boys feet. The creepy old voice said, “I’ll come over there to your place and we’ll look at little boys feet.” Katie hung up; the phone started ringing, an answering machine answered, and he said, “I’ll see you in a little bit,” “click.”

Ring, ring the door bell rang and Katie sat there, freaking out and then she heard a crack. Then dogs started barking and then the dog yelped, real loud. The back door swung open and broke the mirror. A huge, old, smelly guy walked in and then the power shut off.

Wherever he walked the shadows blocked his face. Then the lightning struck and lit the room. You could see a bag and it was full of boys feet. Katie was screaming and kicking “Get away! He ran into the little boys bedroom and the little boy screamed and cried. Then the little boy cries to death and you hear a chainsaw start. The little boy crawls out and he bleeds to death.

Katie runs out of her house and screams for help. Two old couples run outside and asked Katie what was wrong. This big old smelly guy walks out and walks after Katie saying “shut up or you’re next.” She runs to the old couples house and then the guy runs to the door and cuts it down screaming “weooohh.”

The parents of the son shot the old creepy guy in the back of the head and he drops. They asked if Katie was OK and then they asked where their little boy was. Katie had to tell what happened and the mom ran inside and then the dad dropped and cried. The dad really was never the same after that. The mom was pretty bummed out cause that was the only boy they had.

— Joshua McCutchen is a Tonganoxie Junior High School student.