1. Today was my first day as a nanny for a 6-year-old girl. While I was tucking her in, she said, “The lady I now live with isn’t my own mother. She told me not to discuss it.” My stomach twisted. Later that night, I phoned the agency. It became out that the woman had lately been placed under emergency custody. The girl’s biological mother died abruptly, and she was the child’s aunt.

2. I babysat a young boy with significant emotional issues. He once ran away when I was upstairs playing with his sister. He walked to the park down the street, climbed a tree, and refused to come down since he felt “no one loved him.” I was young and didn’t consider calling the cops or anything. I sat at the base of the tree and practically talked him down. I convinced him that I loved him and wanted him to return home. His brothers also assisted by stating that they loved him. It was quite scary.

3. When I was nannying for an affluent couple (she was a surgeon and he was an architect), the husband had a study in the house that the wife joked about “never being allowed in.” Now, I’m an inquisitive person, so I was puzzled why you wouldn’t let someone into a study, especially because it appeared to be a fairly average room: large desk, walls covered in bookcases, architectural books everywhere.

So one day, I wandered around in there. I didn’t find anything and was upset, but then I took a book from one of the shelves. The object has money wedged between its pages – I’d say around $500. I took up another book and discovered the same thing. I guess I checked around ten different books, and every single one had money concealed inside. I’m still not sure if the guy was just nervous about banks or if he was purposely keeping money from his wife.