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FIRST GRADE CLASSROOM ANNOUNCEMENT :
"The Delivery Boy (story 3)" |
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At that point I decided to call some of my friends, to ask them if they knew where this street was, but even they had never heard of it. I began to spin around in circles, hoping to find directions about this street ... I kept asking passers-by, until a man, hearing the name of the street, widened his eyes. He seemed incredulous. He was a very old man, with short white hair, ice-blue eyes and a very broad forehead. He explained that that street had been deserted when a man killed all the inhabitants of the street long time before, and it didn't exist any longer. So, I thought, the one who did the call could be only ... (Jacopo U.) ..... the killer. I didn't know whether to go or not. I called my boss but despite everything I said, he told me to go. An old man showed me the way, so I went on. My heart was pounding, I was shaking with fear, my hands were sweating, but I continued to advance. It was all desolate. There were no trees, no houses, no shops, not even a person. The only thing you could see from the distance was a small house. When I approached nearer I could see it better. It was a wooden house. It had some broken windows and it was surrounded by dry trees. Then I noticed that the door was half open. I knocked on it gently and I said: "Hello!"........(Beatrice B.) < < ....there was a pool of blood and pieces of flesh everywhere. I was stifled by a sort of sweet smell. As I approached I understood that those pieces belonged to human beings: fingers, hands, legs, even eyes scattered everywhere. I began to tremble so much that I felt I was starting to lose control and I passed out. When I woke up, I was on a sofa with a fireplace before me. That cosy atmosphere made me almost forget that I was in a murderer's house; but I was not alone. I saw a huge shadow approaching from behind... (Federico E.) |
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FEDERICO E.
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