The Doorbell Rang

Billy’s Escape Billy is the oldest known man in the world, life for him was lonely. All of his family died including his wife Sally. When doorbell rang he was confused because no one ever came to his door. When Billy opened the door he saw a mailman named Todd He was advertised this new procedure that lets his mind live for ever, after struggling to decide if he wants to do this procedure he decides to go for it. Before he went in to do his procedure he looked at a picture of his dead wife…

The Franks went into hiding after they got a call saying that Margot was going to be taken to a camp. They had to pack up what they could and leave everything behind, including their cat. “ At three o’clock someone had rang the front doorbell. I was lying lazily reading a book on the veranda in the sunshine, so I didn’t hear it. A bit later, Margot appeared at the kitchen door looking very excited. “ The S.S. have sent a call-up notice for Daddy” she whispered.” (13) They hid in…

Edward Sitting in his pajamas, sat on the floor next to his son, with the end table lamp lying between them, with its lamp shade off to cast big shadows. “So, which ones is it going to be? The Monkey in the Barn, or the Dog in the Road?” Will said with excitement “The one about the witch!” With a frantic look he leans in closely and whispers “Your mom said I can’t tell you that one anymore, she says you get nightmares.” With confidence he declared. “I am not scared.” Edward looks around for a…

The setting of a story is the place, time, or language that describes where the primary events take place. The setting of a story essentially sets of the basis of the story. It creates limits for the events of the story based off of where they take place, in the aspect of both time and date. Throughout the years, in not only America, but around the world certain types of pieces become very popular for short periods of time. Some of these will come to be known as eras, others just phases in…

on cigars. Which is exactly what Muggins did. The town Muggins lived in was a quiet one, so there was rarely any need for him to get off his considerable bottom and lumber off to some crime scene. So it came as something of a surprise when the phone rang. So much of a surprise, in fact, that Muggins fell off his chair. The first thing that appeared above the Inspector’s desk was a shiny, bald head, followed by a pair of beady, piercing eyes, and then a most amazing ginger handlebar moustache,…

With my robe tied around my waist and my hair wrapped in a towel, the doorbell rang. Oh, great, I thought. Just great. I tiptoed to the door and squinted through the peep hole. You’ve got to be kidding me. It was Henry, my ex-husband. I had no idea what business he had here, but wasn’t he on point with his timing. I waited a few seconds after he rang the doorbell again, but he was persistent. “Kate, I know you’re home. Your car is sitting in the driveway. Unless…

not only creates tension, but it also lets the reader know that something bad is going to happen. For example, “For years they had lived without incident in their house in a quiet residential neighborhood when, one November evening at dusk, the doorbell rang, and the father went to answer it, and there on his doorstep stood a man he had never seen before.” This line from “Where is Here” foreshadows something strange because it informs the reader that the owners of the house had lived there…

My Shocking Restoration of Faith in Human Race I am pretty sure after reading the title you are going like “Whaaat?”. In order to explain the title, and for you to understand my state of mind, I need to first tell you about an event that occurred few years back. Few years ago I used to go to a gym next to my office and I would keep my clothes and bag in the gym locker, like everyone else. Also, like everyone else, I would leave my sneakers and socks under the benches in front of the lockers…

The sound of my alarm clock rang loudly and desperately at 7:15 A.M on a Wednesday morning. I remember getting out of bed exhausted and dragging myself to complete my usual morning routine. As I was downstairs eating cereal, my father asked if I heard the doorbell ring or any obnoxious pounding against our front door. I clearly stated no as I finished my breakfast and packed my belongings for school while he went to the garage to start the car. All of a sudden, a loud bang against the front door…

One cool fall day a new family moved into the small town of Skidmore, Missouri. Skidmore is one of those small towns where everyone knows each other. Not one family has moved in or out of Skidmore in over twenty years. The Smith family bought the ole’ Miller mansion. They knew it would need some renovations, but decided to move in while they updated the already gorgeous home. Moving away from everything you know is scary, but moving in the middle of the school year as a freshman only makes it…