Found 143 results for "Babysitters in fiction"
by Robert Lawrence Stine
Jenny stared at her reflection in the dark window glass as the bus squealed around a corner and headed up North Road.
by Alvin Schwartz
A boy was digging at the edge of the garden when he saw a big toe.
by Pamela L. Travers
If you want to find Cherry-Tree Lane all you have to do is ask the Policeman at the cross-roads.
by Else Holmelund Minarik
One day Little Bear came to visit Grandmother and Grandfather Bear in their little house in the woods.
by Robert Lawrence Stine
Jenny stared at her reflection in the dark window glass as the bus squealed around a corner and headed up North Road.
by Robert Lawrence Stine, Various
One night when I was a kid, a new baby-sitter came to the house.
by Robert Lawrence Stine
Jenny stared at her reflection in the dark window glass as the bus squealed around a corner and headed up North Road.
by Beverly Cleary
Today I'm going to meet a boy, Jane Purdy told herself, as she walked up Blossom Street toward her baby-sitting job.
by Ann M. Martin
It could only happen in New York.
by Ann M. Martin
"You know," said Kristy Thomas, "I have never been hit in the face with a pie."