Earliest Memory

One of my oldest memory is when my siblings and I were being babysat. We were all sitting in my living room watching tv when we heard people banging on our house and yelling from outside. Then all of the sudden I turned my head to see three people in masks pressing their faces up to the window and yelling. Terrified, my babysitter grabbed my one year old brother and we all ran upstairs to hide behind my parents bed. Terrified, we sat there while the banging and shouting continued and she called her dad to come over and help. Luckily they only lived a few houses down the road. Then she told us that she would be right back and she went to the top of the stairs to yell down to them, who were now all outside our front door. "You guys better go away or I'm calling the cops!", she yelled. Then the door started to open and my siblings and I went to the top of the stairs to see what was going on. There in the doorway stood three teenage girls with deer in the headlights expressions on their faces, and my babysitters dad standing behind them. It turned out that her friends were trying to play a joke on her while she was babysitting, thinking that we would already be asleep. They were then told to apologize to us, and they shamefully went home.