Short stories.

It's short. And it's a story.


1. first day babysitting

"What do you want to be when you grow up?" I asked while looking at a college application form.

"I want to be a superhero!" The five year old Jordan called out. He raced to the couch and climbed on top. "I'll be Spider-Man and I'll go through the the city and save all the people." Jordan pretended to shoot webs at me and then jumped off the couch and ran in my direction, but continued on past me. "You can't be Spider-man!" yelled Jordan's older brother, Caleb. "Well, why not?" Jordan cried. "Because Spider-man already exists and you don't have enough brains to be a copycat!" Laughed Caleb. "I do too have enough brains! Right, Lucy?" Jordan turned to me with hope piled up in his eyes. "Well, you do have a brain, but I don't think you should be Spider-man." I answered. "How come?" "Because you can become a greater superhero. Maybe even better then Batman!" I told him. "Really? You think I can?" A cheeky grin spread across his face. "Yeah, of course! Go for it!" I shouted and stood in a victory pose, shaking my fist in triumph. "Hey guys, can you keep it down? I'm trying to study!" Called Caleb. Jordan giggled "aw, Caleb. Third graders don't study..." Jordan seemed very confident with his statement until Caleb shot him down. "They do too. And if you want to be a superhero, then you better study for it." Caleb yawned and slammed his book shut. He walked out of his room and walk over to me. "I would like to be a marine. What would you like to be?" I looked at him and then at Jordan, I honestly didn't know. I laughed as I thought. "I want to be your babysitter." Both Jordan and Caleb looked confused. "Well. I could be anything, but I don't want to worry about it right now. You're my top priority at the moment." I smiled. Caleb nodded, went to the kitchen, got water and headed back to the room. Jordan stood in front of me. "Want to be my superhero partner?" He asked. I laughed and agreed to it. "Okay! Let's go save the city!" Jordan ran around the house, and I followed, it was nice to not worry for once, it was like being a kid again.

And that was my first day being a babysitter.

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