Cellar door

“I told Summer that I would never let anything happen to her, and I failed her. I was determined to get her back. To bring her back home to me” (Preston 106). Determination and perseverance is what The Cellar is all about. After Summer was abducted, the only thing Lewis wanted back was his best friend, his girlfriend. Throughout the book determination is shown. Summer’s determination to get out of her kidnappers home. Lewis’s need to get her back. Colin’s way of not giving up to keep the girls in his hold. Natasha Preston in her novel The Cellar shows determination in many characters. “Lily?” said a man coming out from behind a tree. No I’m not Lily, I’m Summer. I shouldn’t of said my name, but it just came out. I remarked. “Yes you are…

Death can not even clean up the mess it makes after it gets down with its killing, (8-12). It leaves the job to the people left behind because Death does not hold the power to do it. An all powerful being would be able to make a casket and plan a funeral. Death “isn’t strong enough to swat a fly from the air,” (20-21). Death is able to kill a fly, but it does not have the ability to smack the fly out of its flight. This is something that is a basic human reflex when a fly is bothering us. The…

My dad checked out the door leading to the garage. He touched it and hissed in pain at the heat up against his bare hand. Then he opened it, to my horror the smoke barreled inside to our home. Nothing I could tell myself could waver my belief. The house was on fire and we needed to get out now. I sprinted up the stairs in a panic, telling my other brothers “the house is on fire we need to leave now!” Thoughts ran through my head rapidly. I could not decide what to do first. Just run out or grab…

She swore up and down she locked the doors and everything, so she went out to ask the neighbors if they’ve seen Bigge, well speaking of neighbors... I’m pretty sure Nny, took him. Nny is our weird, creepy neighbor his actual name is Johnny but he prefers to be called Nny. Nny is in his mid-20s though it seems that he’s still in his emo phase. Though he yells weird things about peoples’ appearance and how most of them don’t deserve it, it’s really weird. One time he even broke into my bathroom…

past the cafeteria doors and head to the office doors. There are two men standing guard with large guns. Bird throws his boomerang at one of the men, who falls dead to the ground. The other searches the area around him and the last thing he views are our faces before I impale his heart with my drumstick. When I yank it out, there is a “pulp” and a “plop” as I drop his body. Blood quickly inundates him and his partner. I examine my weapon and notice that it is bright red and splintered. I guess…

Twice this year I near froze to death. Both times Alice Mayweather kept me warm. The first time I locked myself out of my house, frost creeping on the windows, I called Alice over, she was always good with these things. Ever since we were kids she had always been saving me from the trouble I got myself into. I sat shivering on my steps, watching the snow pile up on the ground at least two feet high. Comfortable silence floated around me as the sun set with pink sky as it’s backdrop. A few…

the top part of the window. The sun had spotlighted the door as though it was destiny calling. I didn't know where I was or how I got there which drove my nerves crazy. My mouth was covered with what seemed to be 100 layers of duct tape which left my mouth tingling with the unpleasant taste. Both my hands were tied together with rope very securely behind an old wooden chair, my blood in both my hands felt as though it was trapped which caused me to feel the sensation of fireworks in them. My…

Making sure everything was as it was when she left. She looked long and hard around the entire room but there were no signs of moved or stolen objects that she could detect other than the crooked painting that she had hung on the door to the bathroom. But with it being directly beneath the AC unit there was no way of telling whether this was caused by the supernatural or by the blowing air. This eased her mind. She turned on her lamp on her bedside table and turned off the main overhead light.…

I walk out of the room into a long hallway and out of nowhere a door was slammed shut. I question my decision on coming to this place was taking this big of a risk worth it. The only option I have left is to crawl into one of the vents. I make my way out of the vents into the 2nd story of the building the Lobby is downstairs it’s abandoned there’s blood all around. All the computers are broken I can’t imagine what has been happening here I make my way into a room full of corpses and ripped off…

forced my body to sit up in bed, my head continued to hang down, pounding, so weighty. Moving as if in slow motion towards the door, my legs were weak and heavy. After, grasping the door handle only to quickly pull away, the handle was immensely hot. The atmosphere was unexpectedly eerie. My equilibrium appeared off, the unusual blanket of darkness impaired my sight. The smell of burnt wood, the heat in the door and the horrible taste of charcoal in my mouth was horrid. There were four children…