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Write a story titled ‘The Locked Door.’

Posted in Dark on Oct 26, 2022

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“The Locked Door” by Wysteria Mae

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I watched her movements carefully, it wasn’t much to look at: her sitting there in silence, staring at that blank page in her diary. Silent and poised, pen in hand, waiting only for the words to write, for the right way to express them. A few minutes pass, and she gives up. Slowly, haltingly, she closes the book once more.  She’s been staring at that blank page, the first page, the one that’s been screaming for something–anything–to be written, for over a year now. I’ve stolen glimpses into her journal before, its spine worn and soft...

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“The Locked Door” by Robert Smith

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The Locked Door   I don't know where the house is. It isn't a real house. It is a house in my mind. I own other houses there. I used to move among them with some frequency, but less so in recent years.   This house seems to be in the country and appears to be old, judging from its fieldstone foundation and walls. My wife and I have lived here a little while. I believe this to be so, because I am frustrated with what we have not yet done about the place. Yes, we have made some progress. The dining room stands out, in par...

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“The Locked Door” by Lorrie Malcolm

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Its ironic to mention that my Great Grandmother Faye, the subject in this story, had lived in her modest house since the 1910. A polio epidemic had hit the small town of Wytheville Virginia where she lived in 1916. I wonder if they all had to wear masks? I can remember not really understanding that she was my mother's father's mother. She was my Mothers Grandmother and as a child I was keenly aware that she lived alone, she had never been married to my knowledge. She had managed to maintain the house with the help of her son and later my U...

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“The Locked Door” by Kyle Whitmore

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Memories are forever, that’s what they say. Another visit to my childhood home reminds me of those sweet memories. The grass is green and full; the tree is fruitful. The covered porch still provides protection from the rain and is home to a great spot to pull out a book on a cool spring morning; a morning like this one. Walking up to the front door allowed for plenty of time to let it all sink in. The happiness, the sadness. The good, the bad. It feels real. The screen door greeted me with its groaning. This sound became the norm when I wou...

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“Locked Door” by Elizabeth Heberle

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The boys were sitting still and watching some cartoon with furry animals from a make believe world. I hated these shows. I struggled with my desire for perfection and finally making it past the finish line. Did these shows help me be a better mom? And what is the finish line? I always wanted to be a wife and mother. I found my husband late in life, when it felt as if everyone was married, raising school age children, and surviving milestones. After many Hail Mary's, solitude, and surrender, I found some gra...

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“The Locked Door” by Rosy Orth

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Bethena, a concert waltz, placed me in a mood. If pain needed emotion then the song would drown me in it. The crescendo of the song flashed before my eyes, and I could see flashes of her life. The bathroom door was also across to mine. It wasn't the largest room but I needed to see the door. I needed to hear the noises she made, and I had to know it was unlocked. I needed access to be by her side if she needed me there. Even with the door shut, I can perfectly envision the sliver of mirror that can be seen from this angle. The memory of he...

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“The Locked Door” by McKenna MacGregor

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Owen watched as another snowbird inadvertently ran a red light. Third one he’d seen this week. Honking ensued between the two vehicles, as the one who had avoided the collision yelled out in anger at the confused older driver. Owen sighed. It was getting worse every year, but he wasn’t surprised why more people were flocking to his hometown of Naples, Florida. Beautiful beaches, balmy 70-degree weather in the winter, manicured and gated neighborhoods, and a plethora of shopping and restaurants. It was a retired CEO’s dream. Owen wasn’t retir...

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“The Locked Door” by Jennifer R Boyd

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I saw him standing there waiting on me like he had been there for ages. I’m not sure what he as waiting for or why he was waiting. I knew I needed to either run or stand and fight. Well, being that I always fought, no matter what, I thought about the best way to approach the situation, so…I sat there and watched. I studied him like there was a lesson to learn. I didn’t want to make any mistakes when I finally made the decision. You see, I had to get out and get free. I had been trapped for days and I wasn’t...

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“"The Locked Door"” by Laney Harris

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Like all locked doors, it leads to nowhere. This seems contradictory at first, but it makes sense. Locked doors mean there is nothing of use to you behind them. No opportunity that fits your need and your life behind a locked door. So why pick the lock or smash it down if you won't use the contents. The maintenance worker's closet holds no use to the principal even if she gets the key.   That is what I tell myself as I stare at this locked door that goes nowhere that I have no purpose opening. That this door probably has nothing b...

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“Name Generator: Avery Daloni ” by Aaliyah Wight

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It was dark, cold, and at least half the children on the train were sick from the constant rocking of the train car. None of us knew where we were going except me. I know, I have read about this day in books for years. Our parents sent us away due to global warming. They will most likely all die. But us? We are going to a new place called MARS. We will be the only living species left. Right now though we are on our way to NASA. To fly to MARS.  “I'm tired”. My little sister Emma moaned.  “Lay down on my lap and close your eyes, we ...

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“The Locked Door” by Theresa Demi DEMI

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 It wasn't suppose to be this way. Tears pool in my lap. I don't bother to wipe them away anymore. I feel the rain pour from my eyes slide down my cheeks. Some drip from my chin; some from my nose. This being the very reason I knew not to wear eye make up. Not that it matters. Who cares if black is streaking down your face when your heart lay at your feet in a million pieces? It will take more than a make up wipe to tackle this mess.  We prayed. We fasted. We begged. We did everything right. And he is still gone. The moment I f...

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“The Locked Door” by Phoenix Vee

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Note: Hello, this is my first time posting to a prompt and I'd love some feedback. :) English is not my first language, so if you spot anything weird I'd love to learn how to make it better. Thank you.Aurelie hopped along the gallant red and purple patterned carpet, playing her favourite game. The thick, grey castle walls were painted in the flickering light of torches mounted in steel holders, shaped like the snarling fangs of tiny dragons. She stopped by a set of heavy wooden doors. One had cracked open and warm light flooded out into the ...

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“The Locked Door” by CJ Shutt

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      The door stood there, a silent Sentinel, the one barrier that couldn't be broken. It has always been that way, the one door we were forbidden to open. Like most things in life this would just push me to want to know exactly what was so important, the secret that was held behind that closed portal. My entire childhood was a never-ending plot to pry the door from its hinges and bask in the revealing of the age-old question.       This wasn't just your regular interior door, th...

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“The Locked Door” by Elizabeth Lopez

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Lila has always been a curious girl. It was what made her so good at science. She had to know the answer and she'd spend hours trying to find it. So of course she wanted to know what was behind the locked door that her mother forbade her to open. And just like misery loves company, a curious mind is also quite imaginative. Her whole life she has spent thinking up scenarios of what it could be. 'It must be a room' she thought at first, since that was the obvious choice. She had asked, begged and pleaded with her mother to just give her a hint...

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“The Locked Door” by Deborah Trahan

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Nestled in the snow tops of the Blue Ridge Mountains near Bristol, Tennessee, a secluded luxury cabin beckoned Avana and Tom McLain to its three-story abode overlooking acres of timber. It was a steal of a deal, Avana told her husband when she discovered the rental on Vrbo’s website. But after delayed flights and a rental car mix-up in Knoxville, Avana had little patience left to rebuff the caretaker’s crankiness, a man clearly annoyed with the couple’s late arrival. “Yeah,” muttered the white-bearded man, probably in his mid-60s. He spat ...

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