Okay, we'll go ahead and get it go in here. So this is called scary babysitter story. So I read Wolf twenty one. One read Wolf twenty one. Thank you for sharing the story, so we'll jump into it here. I said goodbye to my mom as I hung out the phone and walked up the stairs to Tyler's house, the kid who I'd be babysitting. I greeted his mom at the door. She was in a hurry. She had told me everything over the phone that she needed to tell me so she could leave as soon as I got there. She hurried at the cab out front and headed off to the airport. Tyler was five years old and had autism, so I knew watching him was going to be a bit of a challenge, and at first I had to get myself accustomed to Tyler's behavior and ways of interacting. But I got used to it, and I learned to accommodate him. I would hear him talking to himself in a lot of different rooms. Usually I would assume he was playing, but sometimes it seemed like he was literally just talking to himself. I'd be watching Tyler for the whole weekend. On the first night, I woke up to Tyler laughing outside of the room I was sleeping in, so I thought this was pretty weird. I was confused because I saw the bedroom door open in the room of the yes room I was sleeping in it, but I knew for sure I had closed it. I went to see where Tyler was. I heard his laughter coming from his bedroom. A crack and the wood floor made from me walking made hit. His laughter instantly stop, and then the light in his room suddenly went dark and I heard him dive back into bed, pull the blankets over him. I wasn't even halfway across the hall yet, I still called out, Tyler, stay in bed. Then at that point in time, I decided I got my poy across, so I went back to sleep. The next day, I asked him what he was doing. I couldn't get much more of a response out of him than I don't remember. For the rest of the day, I tried to play games to watch TV with him. He seemed more interested and playing in his room upstairs, though, so I let him be and I watched TV by myself basically until the sun went down, minus making dinner and another few small chores. Eventually, the time came for bed, I tucked Tyler in, making sure to tell him to stay in his bed this time. I went to sleep no more than an hour later. Once again, I was woken up by a noise. It was the sound of giggling. Then I heard whispering. It had to be Tyler. I sat up, rubbed my eyes and looked around the room. Tyler, I called out, there was giggling again. It came from across the room. I was in the guest bedroom. I sat up in bed and I flipped on the lamp real quick, and there was Tyler sitting in the closet with the door slid halfway up open, revealing only half of his face. Half To admit, it was a disturbing thing to witness at two in the morning. The shade and angle of the light hitting him where it hit his face made it even more disturbing. I got up and went over to pull him out of the closet. I was upset with him, and I let him know it. I brought him back to his bed and asked him why he did that. His response was very unsettling. He said, Honey told me to. I asked him who Tony was. He said it was the man in the closet he was talking to. My heart skipped to be as he said this. Still I knew it just had to be his imagination running wild. I told him to stay in bed for real this time, or there would be consequences. I went back to my guest room and shut the door. As I laid in bed, I thought about what Tyler had said about the man in the closet, and I thought, why would he say that. I laid on my side for the longest time, tried my best to clear my head and just go to sleep. I wanted to just go to sleep, but there was a sudden sound something hitting the closet door. It almost sounded like somebody had a body part, like a knee or something bumped the closet door. It didn't sound like a heavy object the door, rather than just a bump. Again, assuming I called out Tyler's name, Tyler, hoping it was just him playing games again. Me saying his name went unanswered. So now I called out Tyler even louder, loud enough for him to hear me across the hall in his room. He called back, yes, but he came from down the hall. His answer I could hear he was in his room at that moment, I jumped up out of bed and I ran to Tyler's room to get him out of his bed. I carried him to the bathroom, where we hid and we called the cops. I stayed on the line with the nine to one to one operator, only whispering occasionally that we were still okay to the operator until the cops finally banged on the door downstairs. I heard them open the front door, which was weird because dest front door should have been locked. They shouted police, to which I responded by running with Tyler in my arms, to the living room. The rest of the story is history. The intruder in the closet who was talking to Tyler must have walked out the front door by the next day. That was the end of me in that family. I don't know whatever happened after that, but I hope whoever was in that closet never returned. You have a couple of stories that we've heard people will be hidden in that house. Actually, there was the one with the uh it was another baby Sarah think right with the what's it called a baby monitor? The baby monitor story? Yeah, that that was like toddler, right, a young toddler, and they covered up the camera. Yeah, that was messed up, and so this kind of reminds you of those and it's just absolutely terrifying. I have an autistic nephew, so, like, you know, the idea of someone be eating there talking to him, Yeah, it's it's gut riching, So you know that that's that's terrifying. I think if you just heard the kid talking, you would probably assume, like they did, that it was just some one conversing with an imaginary friend, just playing amongst themselves. Really nothing about it, right, because even my kids, I have kids, they're always talking to themselves. So you probably wouldn't think much of it. But then again, you would probably be a little concerned that the kid was in your closet that first night. That's a weird thing to do. But to your to your point, you know, obviously as a disability, strange states to do. Nevertheless, but I think, to me, when you approach the room and you make that sound on the floor like she talked about, like you could you know how you can hear somebody approaching on a hard floor. And then the lights got flipped off real fast at the dove into bed. That's an indication of any human this's something's going on, right, Yeah, so then you start to then the next night you actually have this happened, which is insane. That's just a terrifying idea and the story and yeah, that's up again. We have the scenario, like we always talk about where they seem like they go in the bathroom and hide right, like, Yeah, it's probably partially because the bathroom is generally close to the bedroom down the hallway. Yeah, it's the safest place to shut the door, but usually they have no windows or you'd say like that, Yeah, I guess it's where you'd go if there's a storm, and I guess it's where you'd go if you were worried somebody was in your house. So yeah, a lot of times actually when they're built houses, if they're building out a bathroom, they have more studs in the walls because it's supposed to be like a safer area. So yeah, usually in the center it's usually some sort of I don't want to say center of the house. But nevertheless, somebody said they always hide in the bathroom at movies too. That's true. Yeah, that's true. I don't know why. It must be like a safe haven. You know, I'm gonna hide in this bathroom. But I think it's interesting how the individual ends this story by saying, by the next day, that was the end of me and that family. I don't know what ever happened after that, but I hope whoever was in that closet never returned. One of those instances where it's so traumatic you just not gotta go back, right, I mean, you just did to go back. On some of these stories we've shared, not the baby monitor one, but others, they catch the individual, like that terrifying story of the homeless guy sleeping under the kid's bed. He's arrested, right, But in this instance, you don't know, you never caught the guy. So I could definitely see where I'm gonna disconnect myself from that. Yeah, Iri situation, I think that's what's happened. What'd you say? I hit some button on the computer and just slipped on some Videoh sorry, I didn't know what that was. I was like, yeah, I know, it's crazy. I thought you were doing one of those things that you do, like, man, it's just it complicated, you know. I got that old rubics, cute man, you like tomadate blue red man. Then you get to one side and then you messed up on the other side. No, but it was close to It kind of sounded like that, to be honest. It did actually because I caught it like right away. So then he was like, I just thought you were trying to like jump scare me, you know, Like no, I jumped scared myself because I was like, oh shit, Jeff Townsend. Media sees you good night, and the question is do I stay here? Will you be back? Are you gonna come back? Will you be back? Are you coming back
