The Chair in the Doorway

his head through a doorway. He always tucked his shirt in, wore his watch and his rings. He had a special brush that he used. Although he had a bald patch he would just brush his hair over it. I thought that was funny. I loved him with all my heart though. I remember going to my grandma and grandpas house when my parents would be at work. I loved looking at the pictures on the walls. I also remember this old ratty recliner they had it was brown but it was my grandpas’ favorite chair. He would…

Avery woke, pain no higher than normal, but was accompanied by the pressure of bandages, which was abnormal. In all of her accessible memories, she had yet to wake up without pain of some sort, despite medication dulling it when she was younger. She was distracted from her musings when a door opened across the cave like infirmary, admitting a cheerful man who could be heard humming to himself, before registering that he had an audience. He blinked, surprised, before asking, “Are you actually…

With the hot sun beating down on my skin I make my way through the two large double doors. Pushing my way in I immediately feel a cool rush of air on my face and see a front desk with a sign on it reading “Hartford Hospital”. The pastel blue chairs in the corner immediately catch my eye, but I don’t get a chance to take a seat. John Sterling comes up to me. “Hey I’m John”, he says excitedly with his curly brown hair and startlingly bright blue eyes. I could tell right away that John was a very…

So sittin’ on porches lak de white madam looked lak uh mighty fine thing tuh her. Dat’s whut she wanted for me—don’t keer whut it coat. Git up on uh high chair and sit dere. She didn’t have time tuh think whut tuh do after you got up on de stool uh do nothing’. De object was tuh git dere. So Ah got up on de high stool lak she told me, but Pheoby, Ah done nearly languished tuh death up dere. Ah felt like de…

Mom dropped me beside the mailbox to wait for the bus. Then dashed across the street and through the woods to surprise Gramps. I’d begged to go, but Dad had insisted that school comes first. Minutes later, the school bus wheezed to a stop. I stepped through the glass doors and found Jacob Sanders an uber Emo kid wearing a vintage tee and dirtied up black chuck Taylors sitting by himself near the front. “What’s up Einstein?” He greeted me the same way every morning. He called me Einstein—formerly…

SHOT LIST: The Graduate - Graduation Party Scene Shot: 1. Time: 1 min 28 sec. Shot Size: Close-up and Medium close-up. A close-up of Ben sitting in his own room. Ben is placed in the middle of the shot in focus. There is a well-lit aquarium behind him that takes up the whole background. In it, on the right side of Ben, there is fish, on the left side there is a scuba diver that blows bubbles to the surface. Ben’s face is lit on the left side while his right side is dark. He’s wearing a white…

walked into one of the many rooms where the officials handed out the pill supply. “Cora Strathmore, please come and retrieve your pill supply!” screamed another official over the same intercom. When Cora stepped through the entrance of the doorway she was blinded by many fluorescent lights and the room smelled as if had been doused in antiseptics. When her eyes adjusted and took in her surroundings she was surprised to see that it was only a small white room with a desk in the center and…

old barn with high grasses on the side. Doors slammed open and close from the violent wind. A light dimmed the barn from where she could see and she went towards it. From her view she could view a silhouette walk into the barn. She peered in the doorway and saw a man’s figure stand near a fire with a shovel and then threw something into it. “Excuse me I am looking for some place to get food. Would you happen to know where I could go?” She asked and walked into the barn. The figure turned to…

tossed my bed together and tugged on a pair of jeans and a shimmering skull T-shirt. Then I ran a brush through my long, tangled, blond hair and pulled it into a ponytail. Downstairs in the kitchen, I found my mom at the wobbly wooden table ringed by chairs, slurping coffee as she thumbed through The Covert Times. The room was small, and morning sunshine streamed through…

provided escapes to any of the students that needed alone time or a quiet space. There was a room in the classroom designed for students that needed alone time. This space was a closed off office with curtains around the windows and only a beanbag chair inside. The space was a designed for escapism for any student…