A character stands in front of two doors. Write a story about what happens after they choose one to enter.
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“The Third Wife” by Stevie B
Using a drug-dusted straw to snort the last line of an 8-ball of coke, drinking the last drop of vodka from the bottle, I tossed both in the trash. When my second marriage ended, I was heartbroken and half crazy. The months following, I excessively self-medicated, which rarely works well for anyone. Yet, for me it almost did.It’s said you must hit rock bottom to find the road to recovery, and that was true for me. I had to pass through one of two ...
“Regret and Repent” by Writer Maniac
****** “The fall is going to hurt more if there is no one to catch you. So, find someone, find the person who will always be there at the bottom of the dark starless abyss waiting with their arms open, ready to hold you and take you back home. For that is when you will know that they are your home.” ****** Two doors. Both of equ...
“Glimpse of Depravity” by Corey Melin
“Pick a door quickly,” the voice demanded. “Pick before it’s too late.”James stood in a small, brown-colored room facing a wall with a grayish door to the left, and a light blue door to his right. There were no windows on the walls to his left, right, and in front of him. Behind him is complete darkness. A feeling of dread that creeped into James’ soul.“How did I get here?” he asked.He is answered by sounds that sent chills down his spine, came forth from the darkness that b...
“an ocean of choices ” by Kelly Dennison
The hotel corridor smells musty, like that wet towel you just can’t get the mildewed smell out of, no matter how many times you throw it in the wash. The pictures on the wall, hung evenly at eye level with absolutely zero artistic distinctiveness, are banal and unoriginal. One of the overhead bulbs is flashing that classic garish yellow at irregular beats, almost matching the cadence of my rattled heart. I can hear the ice machine relentlessly whirring a few doors back. How ironic that this simple, tr...
“The Doors Not to Open” by 𝔹𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒 𝕁𝕒𝕕𝕖
Hannah stood in front of two wooden doors. One was a deep, dark cobalt blue and another was a vibrant, bright, swirly orange. Both of the doors had little notes taped to them that matched the colors of the door. Both the doors intrigued Hannah to go in, but she only had one choice. Hannah walked up to the blue door, pushing her blonde hair out of her emerald green eyes, and peeled the note off the door. It read: ...
“Destiny” by Divya Gupta
Patrolling In a dimly lit room, gazing as far he could, it really was a massive room; he just couldn't see any end. Gerik was feeling warm and contended (it was winter) still the lights seemed to be providing him a relaxing atmosphere.He was walking at a normal pace; his each footstep was making a heart thumping sound, desperately waiting what's coming up next. His choices or his decisions are going to decide his destiny. He was ready. He told himself or maybe to the others(he was alone). And to his surprise,someo...
“The Door on the Left” by Ari Masters
Micah remembers what happened the first time he picked the door on the left.He tried not to go during school usually, but this had been an emergency. As he approached, he saw there was a line, and panicked. He decided to do another loop of the hallway instead. When he made it back, there was no one around. He walked towards the door on the right out of habit, then paused. He was already late to class; another minute to think wouldn’t hurt. His eyes flipped from door to door. Maybe he could just hold it. No, he needed to ...
“The unlived life” by Barath Harish
Six years back (eighteen-year-old me) I took a sip of water and put the glass at the counter next to me. My mom and dad sat exactly forty-five degrees from my couch and gazing at me for the past half an hour. It almost beats the symmetry of a random frame from a Wes movie. I had a pen in my hand and two papers stretched out in front of me. Nothing complicated, it was simple, all that I had to do was to sign in one of those. One paper which my parents brought from the highly-rated business management coll...
“Shadow Monster” by Charli Britton
One is cherry, one is mahogany. One has silver, one has gold. Both are embellished with beautiful carvings and intricate details. Both doors beckoning me. From the cherry spreads a moonlight blanket, and from the mahogany, the gold envelops me in a comforting hug. Each door is extraordinary; is there a right or a wrong choice? I should not have to make this decision, yet here it is. Begging me to choose, but no one ever told me I had to. As with most things, time has changed m...
“Twisted in Hatred” by Nainika Gupta
Fog curls around you. You need to choose, the voice tells you. You feel its presence around you like a malevolent ball of living energy. Two doors stand in front of you. Your future stands in front of you. Except it is only behind one of the doors. That is the challenge of the Trial. The last task before you are allowed to become free from your prison sentence. Free. Yo...
“Who Did This?” by Gip Roberts
(Author's note: Depictions of abuse that may not be suitable for all readers.)I see two doors. Same two I'm faced with every morning hours before sunrise. I wish the green and gold uniform reflected how I really feel about my job. But I realized a long time ago there is no job that's free from interaction with the other gender.My gloved hand curls into a fist. One which I often daydream of using for something besides knocking. I have to control myself. I have to look golden, like these ridiculous stripe...
“The Treasure of Adarlan” by Ashely John
Storm clouds danced in Dimitri's steely grey eyes as he studied the tall, silver tower that stood before him; he could feel the power that it radiated. It shone gracefully under the setting sun's rays, with breathtaking beauty. Its ruggedness and austere simplicity drew him in. His ears perked at the sound of ice crunching, " Your excellency, we must enter before nightfall. Wild wolves roam these parts. " Malakai said,...
“The Waiting Room” by T.H. Sherlock
Nathan never saw the black taxi as he stepped out into the road on the day he died. By the time he was conscious of the beam of headlights and steel grille bumper hurtling towards him it was far too late. Tyres screeched as 1500 kilograms of black metal travelling at 50mph smacked into Nathan’s soft, fragile body. He experienced the peculiar sensation of flying and viewing the world from upside down, just before his jaw shattered on the pavement. A sharp pain lanced through his skull, mingled with the taste of grit and iron.The las...
“The Afterlife's Therapist” by Amany Sayed
My guide raises her eyebrows, shrugging. “Can’t help you from here on, mate. Good luck.” She pats me on the shoulder and is off, leaving me standing alone in the hall. I sigh, staring up at the two doors in front of me. Both of them large, oak, and closed. Both of them seemingly the same, but with drastically different things behind them. I shift my weight from foot to foot, the bag on my shoulders growing heavier and heavier. I walk up to the one on the right, hesitantly raising my knuckle to knock. Be...
“A Set Of Doors” by Lily Rebecca 🐰🐾
Cassidy looked at the two doors in front of her. One had Future written on it in a gold loopy script. The door on the left had past written on it in a black script with edges and lines. Cass gulped as she placed her hand on the door that said past. Her past. Her memories. Everything she had been through. Which should she take? It was a once in a lifetime opportunity. If she chose the wrong one everything would fall apart. She was a magnetcus being. Someone who drifted between periods and eras of time. Someone who could c...
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