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The Babysitter's Notes — Fexingo Horror

The Babysitter's Notes — Fexingo Horror

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Every babysitter remembers a house that felt wrong — the locked door that shouldn't exist, the child who speaks to someone in the corner, the lullaby playing from a radio that isn't plugged in. The Babysitter's Notes is an anthology of those nights, each episode a self-contained story drawn from a tattered notebook Luna found in the crawlspace of a foreclosed home. The entries are dated, the handwriting shifts, and every tale orbits a single rule: never open the guest room closet after midnight. Some stories follow the sitter, some the child, and a few trace the thing that was already in the house when the parents left. Luna reads each note in the quiet of that same kitchen, the crayon drawing of a stick figure in a doorway watching from the cover. The details are mundane — a dropped pacifier, a forgotten snack, a flickering nightlight — until they aren't. And when the last line is read, you'll understand why that glass of milk was never touched.

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  • The Sitter at the Pines Motel — Fexingo Horror
    May 11 2026
    On a September night in 2018, I sat for a family I'd never met, in a run-down motel on the outskirts of Millbrook, New Hampshire. The parents left for a wedding at nine. By ten-thirty, the boy was asleep, the girl was quiet, and the room across the parking lot had started singing a lullaby I didn't recognize. The woman who answered the door wore a dress I'd seen in a photograph from 1972. The man in the chair didn't blink. And the song... it kept playing, even after I closed the door. This is the story of the night I learned why nobody stays in Room 14 for more than one night.

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  • The Crossing Guard on Route 9 — Fexingo Horror
    May 10 2026
    In the autumn of 2003, Luna's cousin took a part-time job as a crossing guard on a rural stretch of Route 9 in Millbrook, Pennsylvania. The intersection was unremarkable—a blinking yellow light, a worn stop sign, a field of dried corn on one side and a row of sycamores on the other. But every morning at 6:47 AM, a school bus would pass through without stopping, its windows dark and its destination sign blank. The children on that bus never got off. The driver never looked at the road. And the crossing guard—a quiet man named Gerald—began leaving notes in the guard shack. Notes that stopped making sense. Notes that named children who had been dead for years. This is the story of what Luna found when she took his shift for one week, and why she never went back to that intersection after the last morning frost.

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