The Doors

In the Door in the Wall, Robin had to choose to be brave and take risks. Both sides believe that Robin eventually snuck out of the castle. Some believe his escape was an honorable and brave decision, while others believe it was dangerous, if discovered and captured Robin would have died. Robin should have snuck out of the castle to get help for three crucial reasons; the castle residents remained outnumbered, in distress, and he would be a hero if successful. The first reason Robin should…

The journey started February 3, 2014. I was getting on the school bus like any regular day when I received a text from my mom like usual. I expected a casual ‘how was school?’ or ‘Love you, hope you had a great day.’ But it was far from that. My little sister Kennedy had not been feeling well, a little under the weather. This was typical from our family since it seems someone always gets sick in the winter. You could tell she was weak, losing weight, and becoming increasingly thirsty, but no one…

Although “things can go awry” (1), by not having good signal and not being able to reach these students and staff. I agree with Motoko on installing “automatic locking mechanisms for dormitory and classroom doors” (1), it’s a way to keep a gunman away from hurting students. Locking the doors will keep the gunman lock and not being able to move around the campus. I have being on a situation where I was locked at home. Back in El Salvador my mom used to go for grocery and leave me and my siblings…

scratching sound coming from the back door. An uneasy feeling flooded her body. Her heart started beating fast, and she could feel a rush of blood filling her head. Dizziness set in. Should she open the door? Should she call someone? Who could she call? There was no one in the area she knew. She grabbed a broom handle that had been leaning against the wall. “Not much of a weapon, but I guess it will have to do,” she said quietly to herself. Laura walked uneasily toward the door. The scratching…

for one woman who had lived and died there years ago. Sunday, was the day she came, the sun shined brightly and the rooster crowed with joy. I was just eating my breakfast until the doorbell rang. I ran down and went to see who it was. I opened the door and there was a beautiful young woman who had long…

suit on and I patiently waited for my father to tell me to start the car. I hoped that he would not wake up, or that it would be an eternity before he actually ordered me to do this task. He finally asked me to start the car. As I walked out the front door, I felt needles hitting my face. I turned the car on and my father came out quickly. I got in the passenger seat and we drove off in route towards the car auction in Denver. I must have snoozed off because the next…

The only problem with the doors in the classroom is that they cannot be locked from the inside and don’t have a window placed on the doors to know who is knocking if it is ever locked. Both the professor and the students are putting their life in danger by opening the door without knowing who is behind it. This is a risky move to make because without knowing who is knocking the professor or students must open the door for the unknown person. If the attacker was in the campus…

main floor. After I got up the set of stairs, I heard footsteps, the footsteps were running up the steps after me. Because of this, I ran faster, and up another set of stairs. Before I knew it I was in the sunroom upstairs. I slammed the old, crusty door. It stirred up some wind which caused some dust bunnies to roll around, and books and old letters become visible. I looked around the room. Broken glass and ripped chairs were surrounding me on all sides. Cobwebs were swaying from window to…

It only takes us a few minutes to get to Luis' house. We get out of the car and walk to the front door. Music hits my ears as we step through the threshold. "Is someone here?" I ask, taking a look at my surroundings. The living room is connected to the dining room giving the home an open concept. The walls are all painted a soft yellow, and the light brown color on the couches make the room pop. "No," he says, looking at me with a weird expression on his face. "Oh, the music? I forgot to turn it…

can’t help but feel lonely, there are so many people here, yet nobody is around. I feel trapped, like I am at the bottom of a deep pit, and there is no way out. I have not taken a breath of fresh air in so long, the windows are sealed shut, and the doors are blocked. I long for the…