One Saturday night, I was babysitting this little boy. I told him it was time to go to bed and put him in his room. As soon as I placed him in the bed, he started bawling, so I said I'll stay in there until he falls asleep. He wouldn't stop talking, then he just stopped and stared at the window. He started crying, and I got this freaky feeling like someone was watching us through the window. Just as scared as he was, I told him he can sleep in the living with me (with the TV on!). We were watching full house, and someone started knocking on the kitchen door. It was like 10:00 at night, and I guessed it was the parents. I thought that this was the end of this freaky night, but then I stopped walking. I never saw the headlights coming toward the driveway, or heard a car. I looked out the peep hole and no one was there. The little boy started crying again, and I called his parents. They said they were going to be home in a half of an hour. Relieved that it was almost over, someone started tapping the window! The little boy started crying harder. Trying to be the adult, and not be scared, but it was really hard! As I soothed him down I told him mommy and daddy would be home soon. Well his parents arrived, and they paid me.
I walked outside to the car, and I noticed something moving. I'm not sure what it was, but I'm pretty sure. I looked over and I saw a man laughing at me, then he just turned around and walked away. That was one of the scariest nights of my life. One month later the family moved out, they said that they had been seeing this man. They said the man was always laughing at them.