Doors

cleaning my “biohazard of a messy room” but I decided against it. I then realized that I wanted to go on a bike ride, but before that, I would need to do a load of laundry. I put it in the clothes, turned the machine on, and left it running. I closed the doors leading to the kitchen, as well as the hallway, wanting to turn on the air conditioning. Since our air conditioning unit was a window one and at least 10 years old it only worked in one room, which we designated as the living…

education was available to me. Because I was expected to be a high functioning student, the vision my parents had of me allowed them to shape me into what they had envisioned. But, like the author's situation, the doors for success were opened for me, yet I had to be the one to walk through those doors. There comes a point where age and independence takes over my mind as I was less privy to the words of my parents. During this time, personal accountability is now the driving factor of success.…

shouldn’t be that half of the world get better education and the other half not very well education. Another opinion is that all these authors have helped to shape education throughout the years. The saying that caught my eye the most was “Open the doors of your mind with books.” This quote relates to me because my family in my house would always say that books can help you in your education. The reason why they would tell me that was because when I was in middle school they would always say…

Elizabeth opened the door, and ushered them in. She felt relieved when her friends came. She then told Jack and Elizabeth’s friend the plan. It's a group of four kids. Two were young women, and two were boys. The female children were both twins with both freckles, brown…

Rose smiled 'Yes' while thinking 'You made it' a mite obvious, following into a small hallway at stairs bottom. A door to the right led into the living room. ‘Set yourselves down gal, I bet you could do with a cup of tea after such a long trip’. Going into adjacent kitchen, which led onto the back yard where an out barn housed a few chickens, calling back ‘That will be the young girl I take it then’! ‘Yes this is Natalie, my youngest' replied Rose, smiling to herself 'How observant you are'…

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…

sleeping alone in the dark. Although it may sound silly because of my age, it is very much true. It is not the darkness that scares me so much, it is being in a room alone, in the dark, with open doors. Whether it is my bathroom door, closet door, or room door, they all have to be shut tightly and my main room door must be locked. I also have to sleep against the wall so I know nothing can creep up behind me. In a sense I feel silly and paranoid but doing these actions give me a sense of safety.…

I thought it would be a good idea to put some routines and charts in effect for the Cortes household. The charts I used were for discipline, chores and rewards. The last time I was at Ms. Cortes’ house, the boys had ripped up her list of rules. This made it difficult for Ms. Cortes to enforce them and be consistent. The discipline chart had five steps; step 1. Starting point, 2. The warning, 3. The timeout, 4. No TV or games and 5. Go to bedtime early. Right next to the discipline chart, we…

"Shit!" I hissed in a hushed voice as I heard my bedroom door being opened, I quickly slipped the razor blade under my sheets and I quickly pulled down my sleeve to try and not look suspicious, but I wasn't fast enough, my boyfriend, Leon saw me pull my sleeve down and raised an eyebrow before swiftly closing the door and marching over to me. "Emil! What were you doing?!" he said in a hushed, angry voice, to make sure no one else heard. "Nothing." I said quietly, diverting my eyes, Leon sighed…

Everything felt like it was going in slow motion once I walked into the doors of the hospital. Doctors were running from one end to the other without skipping a beat while families were crying over losses and tragedies. Everything felt so overwhelming, but I knew what I had came to do. My heart began to race as I approached the reception desk. "Can I help you?" the woman asked. I could hear the words she was saying but I couldn 't find anything to say back. She looked at me again and asked…