Home free, short sentences.

I was hooning. On one mission. One shot. I had to sneak back into my house window and avoid being heard by my parents. The normally faint sounds somehow became 10 times louder. I was there. At the window. Now I had to get in. Slowly I cracked open the window. Crrreeeeaaaaaak. The window let out an almost booming noise. It was open. Now getting in. I had to do this with almost no noise considering how loud I opened the window. One leg, two leg and a big jump. I’m in. I’ve done it. Home free.

I was hooning down the never ending stretched out road. I pulled into my driveway quick but quiet not making a single noise. Very slowly I put my bike down as if it was a baby. Then I made a faint dash to my window running on grass as if it was thin ice. Home free.