Longtime lurker. I’ve had this story brewing in the back of my mind, so I hope you might enjoy it.
—Andrea’s Babysitting Adventures Pt. 1—-
It’s amazing how such mundane places can hold such wickedness. Amongst some vast urban sprawl, the type of place with lots of green space and a tree in the front yard; lived a girl named Andrea. Her mums tiny bungalow was dwarfed by a large, unkempt tree that you could often find her little brothers swinging on. The area was the posh sort, where executives and doctors might stow away their families from the naughtiness and smog of cities.
Andrea was the type of young woman who made people do a double take. It wasn’t that she was glamorous- clad in highheels or contoured to perfection. Instead, she often wore casual clothes, thin black leggings and T-shirts with her long dark hair in a high ponytail. But she had this energy about her, this impish, vibrating vibe that drew both men and women to her infectious laugh. It was late January, and having reached the age of majority two short weeks prior, Andrea yearned to finally move out and go to school in the city; with all it’s smog and naughtiness.