doorknob

July 13th, 2012 | 305 Entries

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  1. Doorknob everyone gets a turn, whether it leads to the bedroom or the bathroom someone is eager to take their turn to turn it. Doorknobs must be very disgusting hygienically thinking, because hands constantly touch them while touching numerous other things. EWW

    By Eric Miller on 07.14.2012

  2. As I hold the doorknob, I remember your eyes sparkling beautifully in my mind. Have you ever hold a doorknob as tight as I hold your arms? I miss you so much. Do you miss me? Let’s make love.

    By Denny on 07.14.2012

  3. i grabbed the doorknob to your soul,but the door wouldn’t budge.

    By David V on 07.14.2012

  4. A doorknob is the opening to my soal, it’s nothing more then an entrance to everything you’ve ever wanted to see. you close it behind you, to move on, to leave something or someone behind, and you open it to see your future, to see everything you possibly ever wanted. A doorknob can mean positivity, it can be all you needed to see. A door knob can be the answer to everything.

    By Kate URL on 07.14.2012

  5. Lucy approached the doorknob. It was the Master’s suggestion, him willing her to open it. To see what he intended to show her. Utopia. The end of all things. It broke her, that day. The cracks began and all she became was broken. It was so hopeless. And then it became her. That darkness, that void of life. For a long time, it became her. She was no longer Lucy Cole. She was Lucy Saxon, the faithful wife of the Master. She couldn’t be anything but. And one day she stopped. The bang of a gun and the spell was gone. She remained broken, but was she still his?

    By Lucy Saxon on 07.14.2012

  6. I dont really know what it means but I see door so I think thats sth what is on door maybe dong dong hmm so stiupid aaaaaaaa …. ok so I have extra 60 s ang I can write something more, I need somebody to hug me now. Is there anyone who wants it to?

    By Mary on 07.14.2012

  7. As a joke,
    a moment of eyelid’s slo-mo rise and fall
    The corner of the mouth spiking into cheek
    We took a match to the doorknob
    Waited for him to enter
    So we could mix his squeal of sizzling skin
    With our own child-devil snigger
    As we watched dad hug his hand
    And clenth his teeth around our names

    By gsk URL on 07.14.2012

  8. To turn
    and to find
    so many things could be waiting
    so much light
    and yet more dark
    to not turn
    would be to miss
    and you can never find
    an oppurtunity missed

    By Ellen Waghorn on 07.14.2012

  9. Too many doors and too many knobs
    perhaps it is best not to open the doors to the knobs
    perhaps it is best to turn
    turn away
    but
    what if you open the door and what you find is…

    By Ellen Waghorn URL on 07.14.2012

  10. The doorknob is the portal to new worlds and new finds. Without a knob the door would be pointless. One would be stuck in a one world universe. Doorknobs open up new options and adventures.

    By mallory on 07.14.2012

  11. She jiggled the doorknob. The door wouldn’t budge. “What are we going to do? We’re stuck in this dusty attic until gran gets home.” Said Jacob. Mary Jo thought, and she said, “We’ll just have to explore until she comes back.”

    When Jacob and Mary Jo’s grandmother came home, they had found an old vintage clock, a collection of candy wrappers, a 60’s hippie jumpsuit, and a mysterious painting that showed all of the great leaders of England, Spain, Italy, Germany, and France. But, the painting showed one more woman, who had no description and who’s name was not written. This sparked the children’s curiosity. This began their search for the Lost Queen of Werbishire.

    By Isabela on 07.14.2012

  12. I twist the doorknob and push the door as its hinges made squeaking noises that is always very annoying to my ears. I felt the cold metal on my palm as it get warm slowly because of my hands.

    By Missy on 07.14.2012

  13. I think doorknobs are a very useful tool. Without doorknobs you wont be able to open doors very easily, most people take granted for doorknobs but until writting this, i think they are an amazing object to have in a home.

    By Rosie Morgan on 07.14.2012

  14. I turned from the window, where I had been gazing out at the meadows where we used to walk and the distant oak trees where we had tried many times to shelter from the rain. The sadness in my heart turned to a jolt of fear as I saw the doorknob slowly and soundlessly start to turn.

    By catbeazle URL on 07.14.2012

  15. My cat will always et me know when he wants into my bedroom by jiggling my doorknob. The first time he did it, it scared me to death.

    By marylou wynegar URL on 07.14.2012

  16. when i was younger i felt “dumb as a doorknob” i couldnt focus so the teachers always commented that i was “creative” or “interesting” instead of saying i was brilliant like all the other kids. but then i hit middle school and i met teachers who helped me realize i just needed to USE figurative doorknobs to open the figurative doors in my mind to reveal my true potential. now, as a college student i could not be any happier about my academic successes.

    By eden URL on 07.14.2012

  17. i grabbed on to the doorknob, nervous about what was to come. i had no idea who’s house this was, it was past midnight, and i was alone and cold. honestly knocking on this door was my only option, and to find it creaked open a bit.. it was clearly begging for me to sneak inside. just to find somewhere warm to sleep for the night maybe. i’d be as quiet as a mouse… if it wasn’t for that loud old doorknob…

    By Abra URL on 07.14.2012

  18. Hold it.

    It paused as its paw went towards the unknown.
    You know, once you reveal yourself, it’s pretty hard to undo.
    The monster thought about coming out of the closet.
    But then figured he would scare everyone, with his blue fur.
    It would be so much easier to be gay…

    By Siege URL on 07.14.2012

  19. shiny, gold, nickel. It’s hard to turn at times. if your hands are slippery you can slip. locked it can keep intruders out. it lets people in your home. it accents a door. hard to turn when you want to stay outside.

    By Mandy on 07.14.2012

  20. His fingers twitched nervously as they curled around the brass doorknob like that awkward hug with an acquainted –unsure and embarrassing. Heart thumping like mad, the miner groaned a bit under his breath with the stress of his intentions. Swinging the door open with a flourish, attempting to gather himself in an act of flamboyancy, all was lost as his love stood there in nothing but a dirty white towel that wrapped loosely around his waist. Red flushed across his face, a shade of which that rivaled his hair and he dropped his gaze quickly.

    By heather URL on 07.14.2012

  21. The only thing keeping me from turning the doorknob and entering through the front door, was for what I knew was waiting for me on the other side. I knew, despite the lack of reply, there was someone lurking, a large-caliber weapon trained on where I would burst in.

    By Matthew URL on 07.14.2012

  22. She was alone, with only silence for company. Her eyes remained closed as she lay on the floral patterned rug. Her hands intertwined rested behind her head as her long unruly chocolate brown hair spilled out onto the rug. Silence soothed her and blanketed her from the fast pacing city she lived in. As unconsciousness begins to slowly consume her mind, a deafening, curdling scream was let out. She quickly jolted wide awake and scrambled up onto her two feet when she realised the scream came from outside her house. Her heart beat quickened it’s pace, her pupils dilated. She remained still as fear and anticipation sinks in. Before she could gather her thoughts, her eyes fixated on the front door’s doorknob. It turned slowly as though to avoid being unheard. With the dull click of the lock, the door was unlocked and the door slowly pushed open.

    By Sophia on 07.14.2012

  23. Twisting the doorknob, I enter the door. I pause for a moment. I wonder how doorknobs were invented. What were doors like before they were invented? Did people push doors or did they use thick curtains to cover entryways?

    By Lych URL on 07.14.2012

  24. It rattled and she glanced at it. It was just the wind. It was always just the wind. Sighing, she curled back up into the ball she’d been moments before on the couch. The fire was warm but she didn’t feel it. She never felt it without him. The flames dances and the colors flickered across the room. Closing her eyes, she pretended he was opening the door and that it really was him rattling the doorknob, not the winter storm whipping around her home.

    By Meghan Gabehart URL on 07.14.2012

  25. the doorknob creaked as it was turned from outside. Sarah sat curled in a ball at the skirting board on the other side of the room. her heart beat too fast in her chest, and there was a bitter taste in her mouth, like blood. She was supposed to be alone in the house. the heavy tread had followed her inside from the front door and up the stairs.

    By skunkthecat on 07.14.2012

  26. Hand held firmly on the doorknob, so nobody could turn it, she rested her head against the door and breathed as slowly and as quietly as she could. Trying to take her mind off of what was, if anything was, out there, and how it got to be there, if it did indeed exist out there and not just in her mind. The doorknob began to turn under her hand, and she held it tighter, trying to stop the door from opening.

    By Beth URL on 07.14.2012

  27. is door in my life where i can see the world closed be happy that i will kill whom inter my world.

    By gadah on 07.14.2012

  28. My hands were shaking as I put them on the doorknob that was ice cold under my touch. Tears streaked down my face as I turned it and pushed it open. I walked inside grimly, taking in the orange light. Pain and sorrow saturated the air around me, twirling around the room. I looked up hesitantly and tested my voice. “Im s-s-sor-rr-y” my voice was trembling and raspy. My eyes continued to keep a constant flow of tears running down my face. The body in front of me turned to look at me. A piercing pain stabbed right through my eyes and left me breathless as I looked at those hazel eyes full of agony.

    By Famk on 07.14.2012

  29. He touched it, it was cold as ice. The crimson red doorknob seemed to by made of some mysterious metal. It was crimson red and shining brightly in the dim room. Lars started wondering if it’s safe to touch it, maybe it was cursed. ‘Maybe I am already cursed’ he thought looking at his hand which seemed to be in perfect condition.

    By Omnix URL on 07.14.2012

  30. Turn, turn, turn, says the Preacher, and I touch it and I torque it, and its latch lifts, its tongue engages, and the kiss of it’s a G7 string, a tiny twang against metal. I look at my hand and my fingers are a rooster’s comb.

    By Pamela URL on 07.14.2012

  31. where you can see the door closed in your face while your mother is in your room kill your soul.

    By gadah on 07.14.2012

  32. There once was a green doorknob that led to the basement of an old woman who had three crazy grandchildren. Like a Disney movie almost. The doorknob was put there to distract people while they walked the hall. She always wondered who all had gone down there but she never asked because she herself had never been in the basement. She never got behind the green doorknob.

    By Odaliz Sanchez URL on 07.14.2012

  33. Um, I like doorknobs although sometimes I get my shirt stuck on them…

    By Sian on 07.14.2012

  34. he switched the door knob with a sticky hand, her hands covered in moisturizer. the scent was of the beach, the ocean, summertime. she didn’t want to leave and his locking the door by changing the doorknob made his efforts futile. she was lost to the demands of the physical.

    By Deanna URL on 07.14.2012

  35. Opening the silence behind,
    Feel the freedom come alive,
    For most certainty,
    the anxiety of the life behind the doorway,
    seeking the imaginations come to bay,
    See the world upon a new space,
    For I dare for thee to come to another place,
    Foresee the future,
    Coming just through another door.

    By Alexa Noelle URL on 07.14.2012

  36. I anticipated the movement behind the wall, would they accept me as their own child? Or would it be just like the last? I anticipated the furniture, we’re they an antique kind of family. Or more modern? My mind was filled with gray clouds, and out of those gray clouds fell sprinkles of my past. I moved closer to the door…my heart thumping in my chest making me feel 90 pounds heavier. I moved closer, and I noticed the door knob. It was silver, and shiny I could see my hazy reflection in it. I had on a blue new York sweater and a pair of knickers, nothing big I wanted to be comfortable. I kneeled down and saw the reflection of my face, I haven’t looked at myself in a while, scared that I wouldn’t recognize the person in the mirror… And I didn’t I didn’t see the voluminous brown curls bouncing from my roots, but I saw lifeless strings in its ace. I didn’t see glowing big brown eyes staring back at me, but weary ones, the reflected a weary heart. That’s what I saw in the door knob.

    By Samantha Bryant URL on 07.14.2012

  37. The doorknob was staring at me with it’s big brass head. It said, “Dude, do your homework. Don’t go out tonight.” I looked at it and thought about my priorities. They sucked. A lot.
    I almost planned on going out with my friends that night. I had two major exams that same week.

    By mica on 07.14.2012

  38. I anticipated the movement behind the wall, would they accept me as their own child? Or would it be just like the last? I anticipated the furniture, we’re they an antique kind of family. Or more modern? My mind was filled with gray clouds, and out of those gray clouds fell sprinkles of my past. I moved closer to the door…my heart thumping in my chest making me feel 90 pounds heavier. I moved closer, and I noticed the door knob. It was silver, and shiny I could see my hazy reflection in it. I had on a blue new York sweater and a pair of knickers, nothing big I wanted to be comfortable. I kneeled down and saw the reflection of my face, I haven’t looked at myself in a while, scared that I wouldn’t recognize the person in the mirror… And I didn’t I didn’t see the voluminous brown curls bouncing from my roots, but I saw lifeless strings in its ace. I didn’t see glowing big brown eyes staring back at me, but weary ones, the reflected a weary heart. That’s what I saw in the door knob. I held back the tears, i didn’t have the strength to cry. My mother always said I cried to much, I didn’t cry at her funeral.

    By Samantha Bryant URL on 07.14.2012

  39. There once was a special doorknob that allowed people to travel to a world far better than their own. A place of peace and tranquility. Freedom and love. It was open to anyone, you just had to know where to find it.

    By Abby V. on 07.14.2012

  40. Your entry to the room. The room where you can find what you wish to find. Is it in here that you will find your heart desires? Probably not after all it’s just a room with a door a door with a doorknob. What could it possibly hold for you.? If you go insid and you don’t find what you’re looking for what will you do? Will you find another door another doorknob. Will it change you or will you change it. Does your presence ever concern the room. Or does it just continue it’s on small exciting containing the things you place in only really exciting in your mind.

    By Naomi on 07.14.2012