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I dont care if you guys dont care, or even read. But I havent been able to talk about this and if I dont tell someone I will blow. My Sister thinks I am to bottled up, so I might have to go to a counciler if I dont tell someone...
It was about three years ago, that I was living with my Grandma, and she was fostering two little kids, one was three months and the other was two. My Grandmas friend was going out of town and asked us to babysit the little baby she was fostering, we said yes since we were only baby sitting it for the weekend. Jill brought us the baby on a friday afternoon, and it was perfectly healthy and happy. He was the cutest baby every, his name was Kyler and he was four months old, he was quite the chubby baby he had really big brown eyes and long eyelashes...I remeber him so well. He slept through friday night really peacefully and woke up the next mornig really happy and healthy. So the day went by and nothing was wrong with him, we had a pretty busy day so by three oclock in the afternoon he was asleep upstairs. We had an extra crib in my bedroom so he slept in there. Six oclock came around and I checked on him and he was sleeping nicely. We decided to leave him sleep, since we had such a long day. Around nine oclock I wanted to go take a shower and then head off to bed. I walked into my room to get my stuff and check on Kyler, but as I passed his crib I noticed he wasnt moving. I ran into my sister room and told her something was wrong with him, but she told me not to be silly and go check again. I ran back to my room and put my hand on his arm and he didnt twitch or anything, but his arm felt rather cold and it was the middle of summer, so I ran back to her saying something is really wrong with him. She ran to my room and turned on the light but he didnt react in any way. I ran downstairs to get my grandma saying, well actually, crying and yelling that something is wrong with Kyler, she just looked at me and told me not to pull stupid pranks like that but then looked at my face and realized I was serios. So I called nine-one-one, then ran next door and banged on my neighbors door, so they came and brought the baby down and did CPR but sill nothing, then the ambulance came and took him. Within three hours we still hadnt heard anyhting then my granmda came home crying, we right away all cried with her. She doesnt remember the baby at all, but I cant get him out of my head.
I am now fourteen, and cant babysit a little child over night, or even sleep in my room anymore. I dont know why but I am a bit traumatized. I used to think it would be awsome to find a dead body, but when you find one that is so small and innocent in your own room, it isnt so cool anymore.
 [Fairy.Love] · Sun Sep 10, 2006 @ 05:00am · 0 Comments |
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