The Short Cut Home

calamus and his friends were discussing the rumours about a street which is a crosscut from school to his crime syndicate. They were talking about how the street is deserted, with only one house in the middle.When they were walking home from school the pace of woodpeckers steps change magnitude as they went past it. light beam felt a shiver sacking down his spine. The street was pitch black as there were no streetlights. There were wooden aimks boarding up the windows.The next day, pricking was going home from school. It was dark and he was walking alone as he had got an hours detention after school for swearing at a teacher. He thought to himself that he should take the shortcut home as he was late. Suddenly he stopped. He thought about the things his friends had been talking about. A murder happened here 2 days ago Laura said. He was mentation should he go or not. All that stuff is nonsense he thought and stepped into the dark, pitched black street.At first it felt norm al, exclusively as he kept on going he see a strange light flicker in the old, abandoned house. He jumped and stopped. Should he go back or keep walking? Peter deep in his thoughts went nearer to the house. He didnt know what he was thinking. As he reached nearer and nearer to the house, he felt his neck tingle. The window was high so Peter got a small box and rigid in under the sill.He looked and peeped through a small old salt in the plank. He could see out of the corner of his eye a hu gentle piece of musics gentle bit race. A thin man, tall with a long overcoat on. He had a shiny kitchen knife. Peter suddenly power saw a cleaning lady on the floor with tape masked over her mouth. Her hands and feet were trussed. make doPeter fell off the box. The man heard the sound and ran to the breast door. Peter swiftly went to the back of the house and hid behind a bush. The man shouted Whos there? Peter, not knowing what he should do stayed bitter still. He felt the footsteps t icktack closer and closer. Thoughts were running through his mind. wherefore did I come here? What should I do? Run or stay? If he ran he might rule caught but he might still get caught just staying there. The man kept getting closer and closer. Peter could hear his heart beating.Then the footsteps suddenly stopped.Peter was sure he was still there but at the same time he was sure that he had gone.He peeped over bush. The man was walking back, checking the grounds as he was going. Peter desperate to get out of there ran as fast as he could.The man stealthily shifted round and saw a glimpse of Peters face. He ran after Peter. Peter was running as fast as he could, nerve-wracking to catch his jot. The man reached out and he was about two-three centimetres away from him. He grabbed Peter. He was scare to death and he burst into tears.The man took Peter quickly into his house.As Peter entered he could see his own breath. It was cold. Peter felt like he was entering a freezer. He saw the woman lying on the floor. Her mouth masked and her hands and feet tied together. There were knives on the floor next to the woman. Peter jumped and screamed. The man lay his hand over Peters mouth and commanded him to Shut up or youll get the same thing as the woman.Peter slowly calmed down and got his breath back. Thoughts were running through his mind. Should he go for the door? What did he pissed by saying the same thing as the woman? Was he going to let him go? Maybe it was just a plan to shut him up.Look, this is the important thing. Youve got to arrangement me something explained the man. Peter nodded his head. If I let you go, youve got to promise not to tell a soul about what you saw in this house. Even if you mention one tiny bit then Im orgasm after you.Peter nodded in fear.Ill be onto you faster than a tag on a cat. Dont underestimate me lad. If you cross me then youve had it. Understood? shouted the man.Peter let out a low grunt.The man direct Peter to the door and let him go. He ran as fast as he could until the dark, pitched black street disappeared and he reached the gentle, warm beam of the streetlights.When Peter got home he went upstairs and quickly got into his bed.Peter woke up the next day feeling much better. He went to school with a big bright smile on his face looking like nothing happened to him. As he reached school he decided that he should tell his couplet what happened as he thought the man doesnt still know where he lives so how can he do anything to him? His mates didnt believe him at first but eventually they did. Peter wasnt scared of the man anymore.That evening, when Peter reached home after school, his phone rang. He picked it up.hullo, Peter said.Youre dead, barked a hard voice.Peter realised it was the man from the house.I know where you live and Im coming to get you