My parents where leaving for two days on vacations. Someone knocked at my door. It was my babysitter. She closed the door as she stepped in. Outside it was raining with thunders and lightings. I was scared. My babysitter and I heard weird noises from the outside of my house. She told me, "Don't worry, you are not alone." I looked outside the window, it was dark and really cold.

It was time to go to bed. It was midnight. I went to use the bathroom and I noticed that there was no mirror... Someone stole it, but I was alone with my babysitter and she was sleeping. I thought that she probably stole it when she woke up an hour before when I was watching T.V. pretending that I was asleep.

I was scared but I was also very sleepy. I woke up at 7:00 a.m, my babysitter was sleeping... I was walking around the house looking at the floor. I noticed that there was a little scratch on the wooden floor. I barely knew how to read but I only knew it said, "help". I also saw little scratches going down the stairs to my basement. I walked all the way down the stairs and I realized that the noises where coming from down there.

I saw a guy with no hair ,no eyeballs and no tounge. He was bleeding, it was obvious that he was killed a few hours ago. I screamed and I runned to the kitchen,but the room where I was sleeping was too far and my babysitter didn't heard me.

I grabbed the phone and called my parents. I told them everything that happened very fast. They called the police, they cancelled their two days vacation and came to the house. I was going to wake up my babysitter and I noticed that she wasn't in the bed. She stuffed the blankets with pillows... I looked on the closet and she was staring at me with her eyes very opened. I looked down and she was holding a very pointy piece of mirror. She was laughing...I runned really fast and I saw a lot of cops outside. I opened the door, the door wasn't locked for some reason. My babysitter ran outside but she saw all those cops and then she stabbed the piece of mirror on her heart.

Ten years later I recieved a letter saying, "look at your mirror" I didn't looked , then I called the police. I saw the FBI and a lot of other cops. When they entered the house and looked at the mirror...it wasn't there. They told me to leave the house.

I don't know anything about my babysitter since that day.