The Doorbell Rang

school for girls. “Ava!!!!” Sophia was an incredibly adventurous person. I on the other hand would like a nice relaxing day reading a book and leaving the adventures to the characters in my stories. As I reached the bottom of the staircase the doorbell rang and broke my train of thought. “I’ve got it!!” Sophia said as she raced to the door. I followed after her. She opened the door and stood staring. Looking down at us was a tall slim figure of a woman. She had such a pinched up face and I wondered

woke up beside his mother. “Oh Billy are you okay?” frightenedly asked Billy’s mother “I'm fine mother, it was really hot outside today and it was unmanageable.” Billy responded “Oh thank god you're fine!” She said happily Then the doorbell rang “Ding Dong”. Billy's mother went to go check who was at the door and it was Bob. Bob is Billy’s best friend they have been best friend for just over 7 years. “Hey, Billy how you feeling now?” Bob asked “I'm good just a little tired,”

started at 8:00 sharp. The Food Absolutely was made by my Famous chef Chef Jose . The food we were having was none other than my personal favorite Red Lobster The time was 7:45 I was wondering when everybody was going to get here. Suddenly the doorbell RANG like an alarm. Mrs Agothy and her husband came first The Mr. Atom and Mary Kelly. One thing was off though, that dog was acting strange….so polite. Crazy Aunt Gretchen didn’t show up though, I asked where she was or where she had gone. No one answered

It was early in the morning as Will Mead, CEO of the Mead Corporation woke up. Although he weighed a lot, most of it was pure muscle. His small eyes always appeared to be glaring at anyone who dared to look. His appearance was rough may be rough, but his personality was the opposite. He was sweet and caring but vicious to anyone who hurt him or his family. Will was wondering why his alarm didn’t wake him up until it dawned on him. He was on winter break! “Finally, the month off I’ve been waiting

bread, the bread falls into the sauce while I have fall to the ground Another tic, I thought to myself I picked myself up and saw the bread sinking into the sauce. I went to go get a spoon but it was already gone. As I am put the spoon away the doorbell rang.. I sprinted to the door and opened it as fast as I could, I saw everybody. I rushed in to give a big hug. I didn’t know what to do first. I saw many things that I could do, such as playing hide and seek. My tic will give my hiding spot away,

turn into one. Anonymous stood outside the door waiting to hear the sound that meant he could go inside that house and risk everything. Anonymous had no emotion. Serious face, stern eyes, straight look. Like he knew exactly what he was doing. The doorbell rang and the door opened. The clock started ticking and he could go inside whenever he was ready. But the less time you waste the better. Anonymous spent 1 minute outside staring at the door. Contemplating whether or not he should go in. He knew he

They had been together for twenty-five years. He remembered the day he had first seen her. A beautiful young girl, with strawberry blonde hair that flowed down her back in waves. Freckles spotted her face and brought out the hazel in her eyes. A soft white skirt that swished when she moved. She was gorgeous, sitting among the flowers while the other girls played and danced with each other. She sat, staring at the clouds. He had been to nervous to speak to her, so he turned in the opposite direction

The day was October 31st, 2017. It was a cloudy day, the news reported that there’d be a 15 percent chance of rain. “KALANI! YOU’RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL GET DOWN HERE!” yelled Kalani’s mom. “Calm down man. I couldn’t decide on what to wear, okay?” Kalani said, walking down the stairs. “You’ve already had six tardies so far this year. I’m surprised all your schools given you is three days of after school detention.” Kalani scoffed and sat down at his counter ,grabbing a banana, told his

Her fingers traced the binders that lined the wall, skimming the countless hours they had taken to compile; they stopped promptly upon one labeled, “reminders.” She drew it from the wall and took it to her desk. The wood was heavily worn, its user having spent obsessive nights and days perfecting each piece of work that met its face. Her eyes stared at the page, three boys pictures were smiling back at her with contempt. The smell of cigarettes came from these photos and the details listed below

Her fingers traced the binders that line the wall, skimming the countless hours they had taken to compile; they stopped promptly upon one labeled, “reminders.” She drew it from the wall and took it to her desk. The wood was heavily worn, its user having spent obsessive nights and days perfecting each piece of work that met its face. Her eyes stared at the page, three boys pictures were smiling back at her with contempt. The smell of cigarettes came from these photos and the details listed below them