My EXTRAORDINARILY stressful day. in other words, Crap.

Heres the scoop:
no, scratch that I dont like that...
hmmm... heres the story:
ok too boring........

.......... JUST LISTEN TO THIS!

muuuch better

So heres what went down. So I'm the regular monday babysitter for this great family at my church. My job is to pick their 7 year old son up from the busstop, and walk back to their house and basically just help with him homework, give him his snack etc. But today got all messed up.
I always walk from my house to the busstop on mondays. But I live in a really bad neighborhood so sometimes I get freaked out. OK, I'm always freaked out. but today I was walking, and I tried to avoid this group of teens that always bother me. So I turned up a different street, when I noticed a man following me. I get pretty nervous when I see ANYONE now a days since after everything that has happened in the past. But I kept on walking, and he looked like he was gone. But when I got up to a different street he suddenly emerged from an allyway and came up right next to me! So I tried to cross the street so I could get away from him and then he stopped and started talking to me. He just said "how you doin" and I just ignored him. then he asked again so I said "im fine." and then he stood there and said "do you live around here?" and I just mumbled "no." even though I lived about two blocks away. He said "dont be scared" but pfft..I know when to be scared. I just walked away from him and kept on going. I was completely spazzy and paranoid. I thought I had lost him, when I had almost gotten out of my neighborhood. I turned around and I thought I spotted him again. It could have been some other guy but I swear it was him again. So I walked really really fast and went down another random street and I completely lost him. I was totally relieved. When I finally got to the busstop I thought maybe I was late because none of the parents were standing there anymore. And the regular crossingguard was gone, and another woman was there. I asked her what time it was because it was the one week I didn't have my phone because I left my charger at my grandmother's and it's been dead since then. "4:00" she said. I was right on time. That's weird, I thought. All I could think was that Charlie was with his mom or dad and I would figure it out and then have to walk home...alone again. After the corssingguard had noticed that I was standinig there for quite a long time, she asked me if I was waiting for someone. I told her that I was the babysitter for a little boy and he usually comes about this time. I explained that I was wondering where all the parents were, and I described each parent that I remember seeing. "oh yeah theyv'e all came and gone". Oh my gosh....but I'm not late! I thought. She what school he went to. Funny she would ask...nobody ever told me.. really. ALl I kenw is that I pick him up, take him home and everythings all good from there. I gave her a name of a school that I now know is wrong, but she said she couldnt remember if they had come or not because it was her first time there and she was just a substitute. So she would'nt have known any of the kids anyhow. So She asked if I knew the numebr of his mother. It was in my phone....I felt so horrible. The Crossingguard told me I could use her cellphone, no problem. I called my house and thank goodness my knew the number. I called his mom immediately and tried to explain things. "are you serious?" she said. "y-yea.." I said. "Oh my God...Zoe you should have called sooner!" I tried to blurt out about my phone,but I didn't really have time to explain my phone fandango mess. I was so anxious. She was surprisingly calm though, for a mom. I would have been hysterical. She told me to look for a certain house that was their neighbor's house and that if charlie got off the bus and saw that I was not there, he would have gone there. So I rung a few doorbells, but nobody seemed to be home. Thats when I started to get REALLY spazzy. I started thinking, what if Charlie really did get off the bus and I wasn't there fo rhim and when he went to the neighbor's house they weren't home...and now he's just wandering around! my mind was going insane. And just in the knick of time I remembered that I no longer remembered his mom's phone number, and she asked me to find any phone and call her from it after I checked at the neighbor's. I thought about it and remembered that the parent's number's were posted right inside the house, and that I had a key. So I ran and let myself into their house and called the mom. Meanwhile The crossingguard had drove off home. The mother had called the bus company, the school, and the neighbor's. When I got ahold of her again she had told me that a little girl from charlie's school had gotten onto the wrong bus and had to stop all bus traffic to fiure out how to get the girl back to where she belonged. So the bus was just really, really, late. Charlie was safe. I was so glad. She told me that she had called the crossingguard to tell her that the bus was just really really late and that if she could, could she please come back. She came back in time, and about 15 minutes later and we met once again at the busstop, I thanked her so much for letteing me use her phone. and because I had used it ro call the mother, it was in her phone and she was able to call the crossingguard to talk to me. She had called to apologize for telling me I should have called earlier, realizing that I didn't have a phone. I thought, hey I would have done the same thing in her situation. I think any mom would. I was glad she wasn't really upset with me. Soon the bus arrived and Charlie stepped off his bus and ran toward me. I was so happy. He had no idea what happened, and he just thought the bus was late for no reason. It was now 5:00 pm. I had been outside since 3:30 and I didn't feel like explaining to Charlie what had happened. I was just happy that he was safe and that I wasnt going to be fired and or KILLED for loosing someone's child. I probably would have just died from utter saddness if I was ever the cause of something like that. I was freezing and My hands and feet were stiff from the cold and begining to hurt. When we reached his house we went in and I made us some hot chocolate and I just sat down and thought about how good it was that everyone is safe. And that I wasn't going to get my head bitten off by an angry mom. That just might have been the perfect thing to top off my day. not. Anyhow, I'm home safe now, and I told my mom the whole story. Shes going to drive me to work from now on and it's all good.
and this has been an extremely long blog.
sorry just felt like it may have been a good topic to write a blog about :D
im fine now, don't worry bout me :)

I need some icecream now.



-Zoë