The Doorbell Rang

that he was only 4 feet off the ground. Suddenly, he feels bugs crawling all around his body, so he screams while shaking and twirling all the way in the direction of his sister’s house. After reaching the door, he got all of the bugs off and rang the doorbell. A face then appears at the door, Datboi’s sister instantly recognizes his face and hugs him so tight that his eyeballs almost popped out. After explaining what happened to him to his sister, his sister somehow believes his ridiculous…

I was almost seven years old. “Ask her if she needs anything and give her a big hug”, my mother said as I slid out out of the car seat. When we approached her front door, we rang the doorbell. Mrs. Hinkle opened the door. “Well, hello my darlings” she sang with a surprising grin on her face. “Hi Mrs. Hinkle. We’re sorry about Mr. Hinkle” we all said without any sympathy. “My mom said that if you need anything, we’re here”, my eldest…

“Would you like to come over?” I can vividly remember her voice inquiring. Its high pitched tone could only belong to one individual: Ashley Edmondson. Over the next few years we would become inseparable, but in that moment we had only known each other for a few weeks. I had recently moved to Illinois, so the prospect of having one solid friend led me to enthusiastically agree. I was in for a surprise. That night, my mother drove me to the address Ashley had provided us with. Our car grumbled…

Hoodwinked “Will you shut up?” I muttered into my pillow, knowing full well it was no use. Ding dong! The doorbell rang again loudly. Grumbling, I reluctantly pushed back the covers, slowly got out of bed, and stumbled into the doorway. Taking as much time as I dared, I tugged the heavy door open, and what I saw made me gasp. About a dozen disgusting men stood on the welcome mat, spraying it with a cloud of dust. Each of them had different revolting features, such as grey skin, green toenails…

into the story. The more the reader gets attached the better reaction they will get. Oates states on page 325, “For years they had lived without incident in their house in a quiet residential neighborhood when, one November evening at dusk, the doorbell rang,” The reader feels like they are right there in the story with the characters. Clearly, the setting helps connect the reader to the…

each other. My mom said," if you three don't start getting along we will get in the car and go back home. Do you understand me!" Me and my brothers kind of stopped I wispherd "you will get it in the car" to Lucas. As we came to the door My mom rang the doorbell and a lady came. She kind of whispered something to my mom, and we walked inside.Then My Granny came up for the hall. Then all of the sudden a baby golden retriever and golden doodle came out from behind this door. SUPRISE! My mom yelled.…

Mareike dialed the number again and listened to the infuriating dial tone. “Hey, this is Ivy. Sorry I couldn’t answ-” She hung up and threw her phone back into her purse. Would it kill Ivy to answer the phone just once? It’s not like she’s ever answered the phone before. Mareike stomped down the street, dodging the crowds of people. She usually had fun at these street fairs, but today she just wanted to go home. Ivy’s the reason I’m here, she thought, if only she actually bothered to show up.…

could have died because of it. This mistake showed me my laws of life,which are, never take life for granted, and always think about the consequences of decisions. We never thought that one of us would be lying on the road, unconscious. Alex rang the doorbell and we took off sprinting. There was a ditch ahead, and I jumped early. I went head first onto the road. They all laughed, but didn’t realize how serious the fall was. Alex looked back and said, “Andrew, let’s go!” I didn’t budge. Alex…

Jamaica, Grand Cayman Island, and Cozumel, Mexico. This was the trip of a lifetime and I will never forget those seven days and nights. It was the last class of the day on a Friday in May. I was in 6th grade at Pershing Middle School. When the bell rang, I darted out the classroom, met my little brother Tony in the elementary wing and ran home as fast as I could. When we arrived home, we immediately grabbed our things and placed them by the door. Soon after, there was a loud knocking at the…

for keeping her son alive to donate organs and she plans to sue them. Carmen Foucault is a teacher at Aloma Elementary school and the mother of James a 23-year-old student who was involved in a motorcycle accident. Last Wednesday two officers rang her doorbell saying a car had hit James and she had better ride to the hospital with them. When she arrived at hospital she believed her son was dead. When asked if James had regain consciousness after the accident she said she didn’t know and wasn’t…