The Open Door

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…

Comfortable silence floated around me as the sun set with pink sky as it’s backdrop. A few minutes later Alice arrived, toolbox in hand, as she ascended the steps she wrapped her coat around me with a smile and then went to work on the door to try and budge it open. When that didn’t work and the snow was still rising, she started working on prying…

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…

to the building. She silently shifted through the crowds of fellow students, slinking through like a shadow, and eventually she was at the front of the crowd and stepping through the doors. What was strange, however, was that the doors were kept opened by themselves and not kept open by teachers. Usually, these doors on the outside of the building were locked from the inside and had to be opened by a teacher to let students in. Also, none of these said teachers were even present. They hadn’t…

secret weapon to continue therapy for when he became frustrated or signed ‘done’ so he could take a break. Also, knowing that the client is very tactile-oriented, helped her manipulate him into using his vocabulary to turn the lights on or off and open or close the blinds. Lastly, she also knew he had a tendency to hit and draw on the table and was then able to remind him not to do so if he appeared to be drawing too close to the edge of the paper or started to look upset or bored. All in all,…

squares and covered in old gum and the occasional chalk doodle. You go up and stand on the single black concrete step and look up at the black marble and the silver 126. You walk in the clear glass door and walk onto the faded tile floor that goes from the bottom of the few lonely stairs through the next door and to the elevator. You feel the cold from the faded brass handrail and walk up the stairs to the buzzer with a list of all the apartments. You press the black button worn out from years…

Flowers for Algernon Essay “There are so many doors to open. I am impatient to begin,” said Charlie Gordon. Charlie, was a mentally challenged man. He could not read, write, he did not remember his childhood, but he had a lot of flashbacks. At the beginning of the book Charlie was dumber than a box of rocks. He honestly just could not comprehend. In the middle of the book Charlie became more a genius. At the end, he was more dumb than he was the first time. Charlie Gordon, could not wait to…

I walk out of the room into a long hallway and out of nowhere a door was slammed shut. I question my decision on coming to this place was taking this big of a risk worth it. The only option I have left is to crawl into one of the vents. I make my way out of the vents into the 2nd story of the building the Lobby is downstairs…

“Let’s move!” Max starts first and we rush past the cafeteria doors and head to the office doors. There are two men standing guard with large guns. Bird throws his boomerang at one of the men, who falls dead to the ground. The other searches the area around him and the last thing he views are our faces before I impale his heart with my drumstick. When I yank it out, there is a “pulp” and a “plop” as I drop his body. Blood quickly inundates him and his partner. I examine my weapon and notice that…

corner, praying. We don’t sleep well and as light begins to break through the cracks in the train car, the train slows and stops. We hear doors opening and officers yelling, first far off and then closer to us. The door of the car in front of us slams loudly open. Officers shout and we hear people shuffle off of the train. No one says a word. As our door opens, bright light breaks into the train car. We are blinded by it As my eyes adjust, I can’t help but be terrified. There are officers…