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Creepy Presents

I worked as a living carer written by Samantha R29 and narrated by Alicia Atkins.

It was early 2014 and I was working as a living carer. It wasn't as bad as all that.

Certainly not as bad as some of the jobs I'd done. The woman I was caring for didn't need a lot

of help in terms of taking care of herself. There were just a few physical tasks that were hard

for her at her age and in her condition. I was more of a maid than a carer in all honesty.

She was still sharp as a tack, wicked smart and with a biting sense of humor,

and how she lived in. It was easily one of the most magnificent homes I'd ever stepped foot in.

It was like if you got Howard Hughes and Gomez Adams to design a mansion.

4 floors, easily over 100 rooms. A room for every possible function, sometimes more than one.

A library, a games room, a screening room, this old projector and all these old films all set up

and ready to go, drawing room, a kitchen, this great dining room with a table you could set two

dozen people around. I could go on. From the outside the place looked like I'd had seen better days

to be sure. It was overgrown with ivy and the brickwork was crumbling in places to be sure,

but on the inside, oh, on the inside it was beautiful. I mean, it was my job to keep it looking

that way, just like I'd had been the job of the person before me, dusting, sweeping, cleaning.

These were all duties I had to perform as part of my employment. But I was certainly paid well

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