After reading this, you'll never want leave your kids with a babysitter again. Who raises these people to think this kind of behavior is right?!?
I had a babysitter who would try to hit me, but she was 60 or so she moved rather slowly compared to 8/9 year old me so she rarely ever landed a slap. She would usually hit me for pointing out that she was wrong or me talking back to her. One night she tried to hit me so I ran upstairs to my parents room where we kept our dog because she was terrified of dogs. I released the dog (breed: American Eskimo) and shouted I've released the hound. The dog ran downstairs and having never met her before barked at her. This babysitter ran outside barefoot into the snow. Ran down the driveway, through the street and to the neighbors house across the street. Called my parents and said she was never babysitting me again. Source
I had a babysitter who pretended he was dead. He just was laying sprawled on the floor. 8-year-old me and my 6-year-old brother were both in hysterics before he got up and yelled, "Gotcha!"
Aaaand then my brother and I cried until our parents got home three hours later. Source
I had a female baby sitter who would take me into the bathroom, she would sit on the toilet with her pants/underwear off and have me pee into the toilet bowl between her legs, she would ask me to hit her "hairy spot" every once in a awhile.
I'm male and was about 8 years old at the time.
I remember thinking that it was pretty fucking awesome Source
My neighbor made me wear a leash.
Her kid was out of control, and we had to go to the grocery store. She Pulled a leash out of her purse and hooked a velcro wrist band around his arm. Before I had a chance to make fun of him, she pulled out another one and hooked it to me.
I walked around patiently. Hoping to be released on good behavior, but no luck.
Also, the rule in her car was "Hands under the seat belt", which was terribly uncomfortable and dangerous too. Source
I was like, 6 years old, and our family had gotten a Nintendo Entertainment System. I basically only played a couple of games, nothing very intense or interesting. Things like Super Mario / Duck Hunt, Mickey Mousecapades, Yoshi Cookie, etc. Kiddy games. We had tons of games, though, because my cousins gave them to us used. My baby-sitter was this really responsible, neat, Asian college student. He saw the game collection and immediately got excited about seeing Final Fantasy in there, and asked me if I minded if he played it while he babysat me. I told him to go ahead, and I was kind of blown away (for whatever reason, I don't know. Maybe just seeing an adult get really excited about a video game.) But it was a major turning point in my life! Became a pretty serious RPG / sci-fi / fantasy / anime nerd, over time. Source
My babysitter was my cousin, and she would kind of let me do whatever while she watched Maury. (this was the 90's.)
I would do things like eat condiments straight, because I figured since they were so good on food they'd be good by themselves. I remember eating a spoonful of salt, a few spoons of butter, and about a fifth of a jar of mayo. Then my stomach hurt so I took a nap on the welcome mat.
In other aspects, she was awesome. She once made rice crispy treats and woke me up for some at 11 at night so I wouldn't miss out. Source
She was in High School and I was in Elementary School, she would watch me and my younger sister most days after school before my parents would come home. She was alright to us, I remember she was very lazy. She would sleep on the couch for hours while we would play around the house or neighborhood. What made her terrible is she started stealing from us. She found my Dad's checkbook and forged some checks. My dad is in finance and always balances the checkbook and it was obvious that money was missing. He got in touch with the bank and found out that it was her. Also, my parents would hold onto my and my sister's cash that wasn't in the bank. Like maybe, $120 total and that mysteriously went missing, but they couldn't prove she took it. My parents didn't call the police because they didn't want to ruin her life and also, her parents were very nice. They paid back the money she took and I never spoke to her again. I actually looked her up on Facebook and she has three daughters now. I wonder if she ever thinks about how much she betrayed our trust.Source
A babysitters son tried to molest my sister when she was about 5 or 6. He was around 12.
He kept trying to take her in to his room to "play games" and he told my brother and I to stay out. The kid was kind of a freak so I said absolutely not and I wouldn't let my sister leave my side. My older brother and I told my mom, and we stopped going there.
Then my brother told the sitters kid that I was the one who told, so the kid would always flip me off and threaten to kill me when he saw me at school, but he never actually did anything. Source
One of my friends was repeatedly raped by her babysitter for about three years, starting when she was 5. She never told her parents, because she was always too scared they would be angry at her (doesn't make sense, I know, but it was toddler logic.)
The babysitter would put her older sister to bed, then sneak into my friend's room and rape her. The only reason it stopped was because another baby was born, so she started sharing a room with her older sister when her old room was turned into a nursery.
Her parents eventually found out during our senior year of high school, and made her go to therapy. The babysitter was already in prison for assaulting his niece. As far as mental issues go, she is surprisingly normal.Source
6-7, a creepy old lady made me nap next to her and showed me a rusty old sword she said her late husband used in a war. "He killed a lot of people with this" she would say.
9-10, girl-next-door babysitter and I would 'wrestle' - those were some good years haha. She was 12-13.Source
Hmm... my mom never left me with a babysitter. She always just left me home alone when I was about the ages of 8 and up. Back then I thought it was cool, and I was proud of myself for being able to stay home alone. However, looking back, that was pretty irresponsible, I don't even remember her giving me any emergency numbers or anything.Source
When I was 6 years old I had a babysitter named Latoya. All night she made fun of my favorite babydoll, calling her Big Head. When it was time to go to bed my brother and I took a bath and while I was brushing my teeth she lifted me up by my ankles, held me headfirst and upside down in the toilet and gave me a swirlie. I told my parents what happened, and needless to say she was not asked back.Source