when i was 13 i used to babysit 4 a friend of my mums (louise) she had a little boy called jake one night louise asked me to babysit 4 her while she went to work the night shift which ment i had to sleep over i went over about 7 i knocked on the door and louise shouted come in i walked into the dark hallway the stairs were right in front of me but i couldn't c right to the top i was about to walk in to the living room when i heard jake crying at the top of the stair for his mummy i went in the living room to tell louise jake wanted her but stop dead in the door way cause jake was a sleep on the sofa i told louise what i heard and she told me that a little boy about six was killed by his mum who then killed herself she told me not to worry because he was harmless then she left i was so scared that i woke jake i waited up for louise to get back but became really tired so i went up stairs to go bed (the boy had stoped crying) i slept in jakes bed but about 3:00am i woken by the door creaking i got up to close it and then ran back to bed but about five minutes later it open again i ran to shut it but i couldn't something was pushing it open i start crying cause i was sooo scared i puushed my whole body against the door but i wouldn't budge so i ran back in to bed and hide under the covers seconds later i heard the door close i stayed awake all night to this day i have never bin bak to tht house i still see jake and tells me stories he told me once that a woman had got in bed with him and tht she called him ben you make what u will of the story but i no thats its true i will remeber what happened in that night till the day i die.