Door Creative Writings Samples For Students

Michael was doing what he was always doing on a Thursday night. He was seated comfortably in his armchair in the living room watching his favourite TV show, is home-made spaghetti Bolognese on his lap, and a cold beer on the table next to him. Mike was one of those guys, a creature of habit. Living alone for 3 years does that to you, I guess. Every weekday evening he would come home from work at somewhere between 5:30 and 6 pm, say hello to his cat Pontius, who didn’t seem to care whether he came home or ...

The moon rises high in the sky, its silvery light creating an eerier aura, as the screams of a woman echoes through the landscape. The creature turns its head attracted by the sounds of pain and fear as it rips through the veil between the living and dead. “The night of Samhain,” it thinks, “the perfect night for escape.” As the time when the veil between the living and dead is the thinnest, Samhain is the time signally the end of lightness and the beginning of darkness. Exhausted creature slides down to the Earth, the first time it had been ...

Neal walked out of the house and started to stroll towards his car. Neal began re-collecting nostalgic memories that happened during happier times, when he and his ex- girlfriend Kristine were together. The woman that Neal had enjoyed a long relationship with broke up with him and no longer wants to see him. It represented the greatest shock imaginable for Neal. The ex-girlfriend, Kristine, was not only a beautiful attractive woman but above that – she was brave and hard working. Her unrivaled characteristics had made Neal love her so much that he was sure that they would end up together. The ...

“Careful dear,” my mother lovingly caressed my hair as I bumped into her while frantically running upstairs on my way to the roof top. I would be nine years old tomorrow and she still treats me as if I am a three. I didn’t in the least like her gestures of love. ”Why can’t she just keep her hands off me? Why on earth she has to make a show of it every damn time I am near her? Just the thought of her touching me makes me puke,” angrily I mused as I continued to run upstairs. I ...

Story 1) As the cat rode in the car, she was full of questions- where was she going? What was this new home going to be like? Would she get the same food? Would she make friends? She meowed and meowed asking these questions, but no one seemed to answer. Finally, the car came to a stop. This was the moment all those questions would be answered. As the door opened and her crate was lifted, the cat shivered with fear. What was waiting on the other side of that door?
Immediately, her crate door was bombarded by a large, ...

Has anyone ever noticed a lot of people around that don’t really register on the radar? They aren’t invisible, not exactly. But on the other hand they are more like ghosts than the real people in the city. When real people are rushing around to work sometimes there are flickers in and out of the crowds on the sidewalk. Or grayish shadows moving along the edges of the building even on a sunny day. Since there is no such thing as ghosts they must be people. Right? Probably people who are like that can do a lot of things real ...

Emily sat and explored just purchased ancient manuscript with unknown runes. She tried not to miss any symbol and understand its true meaning. For a long time she sat in front of her laptop monitor at her desk, surfing the Internet. After all, she could not hold everything in her head and her memory was not perfect. And it can filter out some information.
For Emily it was very important, what she did, after all, she dedicated her life to this. Well, but when she was a child, she could not even imagine it.
It was already too late ...

Neal walked out of the house and ambled slowly toward his car. He gazed at the sidewalk and recalled happier days, a time when he and his ex-girlfriend were still together. Neal and Kristine had separated months earlier. Kristine’s actions made it very clear that she no longer wanted him in her life. For Neal, this was the greatest shock he had ever experienced. Kristine was not only beautiful– she was courageous and hard working. These unrivaled qualities were what made Neal love her. What made it so difficult was that he was certain they would always be together.
...

The Neighbour’s Perspective

I stepped out that morning and embraced the day. It was sunny and the heat beat down upon my face like water from a shower head. I had always liked days like this as I usually felt more relaxed and calm which is something of a rarity for me. I’ve never understood people who dislike the summer; it’s a beautiful time of year: children playing and laughing; women in beautiful, floating dresses; and lush, green trees encased in healthy, lustrous leaves and bright flowers. Even the greyest of concrete structures seems to sparkle in the sunlight and I find it ...

A Military Sniper Trying to make it Back Home

Christopher White, a navy seal sniper, had spent three months on a reconnaissance mission in a remote desert region in Iraq. On this mission, White had been grouped with his childhood friend, Jonas, who was the commander of their unit. The duo had a lifetime friendship, which could be seen in the way they protected each other on the battlefield and the time they spent on vacations. Accompanying them was four other Navy seals each with their specialty. Being the last mission in the region, Jonas had contemplated it was going to get dirty or deadly at some point, ...

I fought the law, and the law almost lost.
I was born in Los Angeles flower garden on the wrong side of town. My earliest memories are scrabbling through refuse for food and clothing. One day I was casing a 7-11 when I saw another kid my age eying the candy rack. A thief knows a thief when he sees one, and this guy clearly didn’t know how to do the job right. I could see the Pakistani man who ran the place staring at him. His brow was furrowed, and I knew he was close to coming ...

Among my siblings, cousins and friends, I was considered the least shy child, whose refreshing openness and blunt straightforwardness were the building blocks of a perfectly balanced personality of a leader. I presume that the yet underdeveloped ability to reflect upon my thoughts and actions has led to the current and extremely unfortunate lack of vivid memories about my years as a chief of our local redoubtable gang of about six children, whose age ranged between 4 and 6 years. However, when sweet nostalgia takes over my mind and forces my eyes to lose their focus, the unclear images soaring on the ...

[Date (January 1, 2014)]

It was Friday morning; the busy shoppers were doing their last-minute errands for Halloween. The store was bustling with chattering people, enthusiasm was in the air. It was cold and windy outside but the warmth inside the grocery store provided a relaxing heat for a comfortable browsing of candies that would soon go on sale as quickly as the occasion was over.
One family got their carts full for the day. It was a cheerful lot except for one tall and pale-faced girl wearing a smug expression on her face, her full attention on texting. She was a very ...

A shadow walks up the stairs of a dark and cold brick building. The walls reek of mold, the stairs creak with each step, and the mice are hiding from the rats. The shadow of a man reaches the third floor, and knocks on the only door in the darkest corner. His dealer answers the door; “ I need my fix man,” the man says in a raspy voice, as he’s scratching his arms; the dealer responds, “Marius I’m here to help.” Marius walks into the dealer’s apartment, a baby is sitting in a crib by the window; he sits down on ...

The forest is full of mysterious and frightening places but a walk through it may reveal the innermost secrets. Who walks there? Is it the ghosts of the past who make their homes in the deep recesses of the trees which have stood there for centuries? Or is the dull secret of the past where several women were burned alive for adultery? No one will ever know since the secrets are closed up and the voice is silent.
I walk with trepidation into the darkness. The grass appears soft and green beneath my feet as I decide to walk ...

Leila had mixed feelings about this divorce. On the one hand, she barely had to say something against Ryan as a husband and a father of her two children. As a husband, he has always been affectionate and attentive, supportive and understanding. When, just after their first baby was born, she decided to give up her promising academic career, he accepted her choice. When after several years of housewife boredom she faintly started a conversation about getting back to work, he was ready to back her up.

"The first thing he did was to look for a nanny", she smiled to her thought.

As a father, Ryan was amazing. The children adored him. It was ...

A thunderous ringing noise roused the somnolent house on Maple Street, number 92, lulled in soporific breeze of the autumn night. A corpulent, pale yellow fingered hand picked up the receiver of an obsolescent, antiquated phone, the noise of which perforated the bucolically alveolated inside of the house. “Yes?” A raucous and slightly hoarse voice breathed languidly. “Detective Davidson? It’s lieutenant Kowalsky… I apologize for calling this early, but we need you over at the high school… there’s been a murder,” the voice was cacophonous and discombobulated. “I’ll be right there,” Maximilian ...

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THE FIRST VISUALS CONTRAST MYSTERIOUS, SCARY, EXOTIC FAR AWAY PLACES WITH THE FRIGHTENING STARK NEW ENGLAD UNPAINTED HOUSE

THEIR PURPOSE IS TO SET THE ATMOSPHERE FOR STRANGE, AND NIGHTMARISH LOCATIONS. THE NARRATOR IS SPEAKING AS THE FILM SHOWS SCENES OF MYSTERIOUS PLACES: ANCIENT ITALIAN CATACOMBS AND GRAVEYARDS, CRUMBLING RHINE CASTLES, RUINS OF TEMPLES IN ASIA IN SHADOWS, GERMAN FORESTS AND HIGH DANGEROUS CLIFFS IN MOUNTAINS . . . TO THE WORST A PLAIN UNPAINTED HOUSES IN NEW ENGLAND SQUATING DEEP IN THE BACK WOODS . . .

NARRATOR (SPEAKING DARKLY AS THE SCENES OF SCARY PLACES ARE VIEWED BY THE AUDIENCE

Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places. For them are the catacombs of Ptolemais, and the carven mausolea of the nightmare countries. They climb to the moonlit towers of ruined Rhine castles, and ...

Dangers of TV and Video Games on your Children

Do you know that TV shows such as Barney & Friends, Junior Showtime – Jeff Evans are harmful to your kid? Even if TV is a high tech source of entertainment, education and information, it has negatively influenced the lives of children in the country. According to Paik Comstock (1994), 90% of households in USA have TV sets. While this should be appreciated as a progress, a lot of questions should be raised about the use of TV by young children. Surprisingly, no one has imagined thinking about the dangers of exposing young children to these technologies.
Over the years, television (TV) has ...

Dangers of TV and Video Games on your Children

Do you know that technology is the best is the best thing in life? Had it not been for the perpetual technological innovations in the fields of medicine, agriculture and transport, life would never be the same. In deed, the human life has been improving after each day. This explains why ultimate solutions have been found to address the numerous challenges facing the society today. Surprisingly, no one has imagined thinking about the dangers of exposing young children to these technologies.
Over the years, television (TV) has become a very common gadget in many households. It has significantly gained ...

There is an ongoing debate of “nature vs. nurture” in the psychological field. How much of a person’s childhood experiences influence who that person becomes as an adult? Can a child with a happy “normal” childhood morph into a nefarious monster? Or could that child become a successful banker on Wall Street with a family of his or her own? However much the nature fact may come into play, it does not discount how strong a child’s experiences can play on his or her behaviors and interactions as an adult. In fact, it can be said that a child’s experiences can play just as big ...

It was late but Shelly proudly strut to her car because she felt great about her workout at the local gym. Wiping sweat from her overly tanned forehead, she unlocked her car and climbed in. The first thing she noticed was the alert light on her Galaxy phone because she’d missed five calls from her husband. Nervously, she called him back immediately. Finally, he answers in a whispering voice saying; “Call 911 I hear someone in the house.” And then, dead air followed. Shelly was frantic, she called 911 while she raced home on the dark and barely visible ...

15 August: SEOUL, KOREA

In the burning afternoon summer air, YuKwon ran up the back stairs inside the building, his pants sticking to his drenched legs. Sweat rivered down his forehead into his eyes and steam rose from his sweltering skin, but he ignored all physical distractions, focused only on his mission. His breath even in spite of his exertion, YuKwon removed a sniper rifle from his silver metal case, loading it as he knelt at a window, being careful to remain invisible to anyone outside. His target this time was the wealthy and arrogant Choi Minhyuk, an infamous loan shark. From his window on ...

Chapter 35 (Marc finds Martine)

I had just gone around to the corner store to get some creamer for the next morning’s coffee, and when I let myself back in, I heard some soft groaning coming from the bathroom. I called Martine’s name, but I only heard the groaning contibut what at first looked like a crimson carpetnuing.
I hurried to the bathroom, but the door was closed. I could hear the groaning inside, and I shouted Martine’s name – but no answer. I tried the knob and it was locked, so I reared back and kicked the door, just below the ...

I woke up late that morning. I had an intense feeling of tiredness. In fact, it was one of those mornings when I felt like doing nothing. But, it was the beginning of the day and as much as I would have loved to stay in bed I knew I had to get up. I reached for my lifesaver. I needed it to open my eyes fully and drag myself out of bed. And yes, it worked as usual. My morning coffee was always there to help me to start a new day. The freshness of that glorious coffee ...

My name is (name) and I was charged with a crime in July of 2004. At that time I was a single parent with one child in college and another living at home. I also had my brother living with me at the time as well. It is unfortunate that it was my brother that reported me the San Diego Fraud Unit, but I was charged with living fraudulently in my mother’s home. My mother purchased this home in 1997 and transferred power of attorney to my control in an attempt to convince me to move to California. However, my ...

FINDING SOLUTIONS TO BORDER CONTROL CRISIS

Illegal refugees pouring across the US-Mexico border to fulfil the American dream is not a new phenomenon. However, recent occurrence alarmed the whole nation as thousands of unaccompanied Central American children refugees jeopardize their lives to seek refuge in the borders.
According to US Customs and Border Protection’s data, the number of “unaccompanied alien children” encountered in the southwest border, specifically in the Rio Grande Valley, has disturbingly increased from 19,418 in 2009 to 67,339 in 2014. It has become an international humanitarian crisis desperately in need of a solution.
These children are escaping from the ...

The Tell-Tales Ghost: Commentary and Evaluation

In my short film, The Tell-Tales Ghost, my vision was to portray fear with the paranormal. Paranormal activity interests me and this short film allowed me to capture my vision. In this three minute and 25 second video, I captured an evil ghost haunting a man who was in extreme fear over the ghostly encounter. This ghost was not a friendly ghost but an evil spirit. In the short film, I utilized special effects, an actor, scene setting, background noise and editing, to name a few. This essay will comment and evaluate on each scene.
The film starts off with a shot ...

English

It was a Saturday, and here I was, walking along what should have been, a resplendent beach, like I have been doing for the past few years. There were a few early morning walkers, some of whom I knew by face, and a few whom I knew by name. Being bred in a cosmopolitan city, I had an eye for details, and while I try and keep to myself, I just couldn’t get myself to turn and look the other way when I saw her.
The beach is a popular place, and is among the most crowded places on weekends. It is among ...

“Nannie has escaped again.”

Those words, coming through the cell phone, smashed into him like an icy wave.
“How can they keep letting this happen? Don’t they have security? When? Where? Do they have any idea where she went?”
“Nope.” His sister sounded resigned. “I’ll check the usual places down south, and you check the ones up north, okay?”
“I don’t have time for this, Taylor, you hear me? I don’t have time to go chasing her all over creation--”

“She is your grandmother, Brandon--”

“--just because she can’t stay put in her nursing home, all right? I don’t ...

Short Story – Margaret Jams

Two little girl scouts made their way down the quite neighbourhood street, dragging a rickety wagon behind them. Its wheels squeaked on every rotation, burdened by the dozens of boxes of cookies. The girls very in a cheerful spirit, singing songs that children often sing, skipping after every step of two they took. It was a sunny day, yet the sun seemed a little dim, its light and warmth touching the earth, but not quite. Autumn was stirring, causing leaves to waft down from the drying branches of trees. The song of the girls, the beat of their steps, their intermittent giggling, and ...

The light began to creep through the curtains and tip toe on Elise’s face. She threw the duvet up over her head, and violently cocooned herself in her bed. In spite of her hopes to fall back to sleep, the sound of 80s music echoed in her mind. The door let out a creek as it slowly started to open. Elise slyly removed one eye from her nest of blankets to see who was sneaking into her room. A moment of silence followed. A voice rang out, “Thriller! Thriller night!” Michael Jackson blared from a radio in the hallway. Elise ...

The Veldt by Ray Bradbury
The Character: George Hadley

George Hadley assumes that everything is fine at home. His wife, Lydia, has no housework to do anymore. Their children, Wendy and Peter, would not be trouble to her because they can go to the nursery anytime they want and any time their mother wants some peace. George is very proud of himself. He is one of the few men who can provide the best in housing and new technology for his family. He works hard and he provides for them better than anyone else could do. He feels ...

At the scene where Jason agonizes for the death of his children and the cruelty that Medea is showing him for not letting him touch the corpses of his children, the Messenger behind the heavy door eagerly listens to the unusual scene happening beyond the door. He too is weeping inside because of what Medea came to be. The messenger, although a witness to the murder of the royal family can only do so much, for he can only hate Medea for what she had done, but cannot lay a finger on her for some reason. As the Messenger listens to ...

Little Jimmy Boyd was running down the stairs, still wearing his dark blue pajamas, with little spaceships on it. His nimble little fingers were sliding down the handrail, while his feet were almost flying. Jimmy would always wake up earlier than necessary, because that was the rare time he would get to see his father, a relentless stockbroker who worked night and day to be able to provide for his family all the things he did not have as a child. His promised himself that his family will have all their wishes come true.
The window on the right side ...

Jim bit his lip as he leaned against the door frame. He watched his wife open her suitcase and start packing her possessions into it. He knew that he hadn’t been a perfect husband, and he also knew that they’d been having problems for a while. There had been frequent arguments, slammed doors and the revving of engines as one of them drove off into the night, furiously wiping tear-filled eyes. It had been hard to bear, but he still loved her in spite of all that.

He watched as she packed the long, red dress she had bought ...

Jim leant against the door frame, biting his lip. He watched his wife open her suitcase and start packing her possessions into it.

He knew that he hadn’t been a perfect husband, and he also knew that they’d been having problems for a while. The frequent arguments, the slamming of doors; the revving of engines as one of them drove off into the night, furiously wiping tears away from their eyes, had been hard to bare. But despite all of that, he still loved her.

He watched as she packed the long, red dress she had bought on their ...