There was a knock. A stangely hallow knock tat came from behind the door frame and the outer walls as well. I didn’t want to get up and answer it, but it was too late, my feet started to move without me again. I told them no, but they are not very good listeners.
Joey Prata
It’s been used over 1 million times in this house. The front doorknob has seen it all. The crazy parties, the fights, the eating, the love making. And it’s just a doorknob.
There wonce was door that I saw in my room and it hadnt been there before, one day I went to go through it but couldnt find the doorknob, I looked and looked but I couldnt find one. I tried to pry it open and bust it open but it wouldnt budge, I searched everywhere for the doorknob, but there was none. And to this day I still wonder what could’ve bene behind that door in my closet, or how it had gotten there? I wonder what I would have found?
Danielle
Doorknobs … round, square, shiny, dull. Golden in sheen, and what aids us in our journey to wherever this door will lead us. You can open any door you are presented with, be there a doorknob present as well.
the doorknob to my room doesn’t work. It turns alright, but it doesn’t lock. I mean, you lock it, but you can still push it open anyway. The only locks that really work in the house are to the bathrooms, and at least that’s good.
Emily
“Impassible. Nothing’s impossible.”
So I simply opened the door and walked through.
a doorknob can lead to a whole new and different world!!! for a better or worse place.
Behind the door you may find the happiest and most amazing things or possibly your deppest and morst nightmares
i personally believe that each doorknob leads to an adventure !!! to the great unknown that you ought to discover thus maybe discovering yourself :)
I’d always wondered about the door upstairs. It stood at the very top, staring down, casting a shadow. The wood was dark and questioning, old, but what seemed the most out of place in the abandoned hallway was the doorknob. It shined like it was polished every day. It reflected the small light from down the hall, almost beckoning.
the doorknob turned slightly. i could here my brother wimper in my arms and i shushed him immediatly. the shadow the of feet outside our door was swaying slightly, the doorknob turning just a half an inch more.
The doorknob was ice cold. She looked at it for a long time and then looked at the floor. she wasn’t sure that she wanted to face what was behind that door, now or ever. she turned around and took a couple deep breaths. wrapping the sweater around her chilled body, she opened the door, prepared to face whatever was there.
Richelle
the thing that helps you get from one place in your life to another. with out a doorknob the other side would be impossible to reach!
Jessica
doorknobs are very interesting objects. One might say they are quite trivial, however they are the key to opening doors. they are one of the main and most important features on doorknobs.
bbahk
Doorknob has a bit of a special meaning to me, because at some point in my life I picked it up as an insult.
“Don’t be a doorknob.” I’d say if someone was being particularly annoying or had said something idiotic.
MD
The gray tanktop was slung on the doorknob. A sign that Ken should stay away from the dorm room. Go get a pop. Go for a walk. The doorknob hung empty most of the time.
I’d always wondered about the door upstairs. It stood at the very top, staring down, casting a shadow. The wood was dark and questioning, old, but what seemed the most out of place in the abandoned hallway was the doorknob. It shined like it was polished every day. It reflected the small light from down the hall, almost beckoning.
nomorisen
the doorknob was very rusty. Ofcourse it would be since the house was very old and no one had used it for years. It was rumored to be haunted by the son of the family who hung himself in the attic.
The End
I don’t like how complicated doorknobs can be sometimes. They often aggravate me. But doorknobs can be shiny and they are round. Some of them can be all colors if you want them to be. But if you can’t reach a doorknob then they are no good to you. But other than that i think doorknobs are just there i never really noticed how important they were though ?! (:
When i walk into a room i have to turn the doorknob. Some people need help turning doorknobs if they are to short. I dont though. Doorknobs Are used to mostly open doors not to close them though. Doorknobs are not that interesting to me. but without thewmm we would be loked on rooms.
sarah treadwell
It’s something nice and round you find across your house. You want to look at it, smell it, but especially FEEL it! You want to turn it! Spin its head right round right round. It’s just plain awesome. And beyond this awesomness, a whole new world opens! I wish I was a doorknob. No. Really. Spin my head boys ‘n girls.
Sander
It’s always slippery, almost like it’s locked, but if one has a firm grasp on it and yanks with all their might, the door slides open.
It’s a quiet, mahogany filled office, almost with the slightest bit of magical charm. There are clocks everywhere – grandfather clocks, mostly, and they ring every hour.
There are also gears, spinning endlessly, the clockwork tower.
This is the magic sesame. Turn it and who knows what will happen. It’s often safer or more pote to knock first but sometimes taking a chance is the way to go.
Dorit
The Doorknob is one of the most under appreciated things in life. We use doorknobs every day. We use doorknobs to go into new and unexpected places as well as very familiar places. All good things start with a doorknob.
Carly Rose
A doorknob leads me inside or outside of a space; a room of some sort. Or a house or a building. They are usually some sort of metal, at least in color. And my bathroom doorknob sticks. I can’t get out.
Suli
One time, I lived in a house with 7 other girls – in college. The house was large (as you might imagine), and the landlord was old and sort of a jerk. My best friend/roommate’s doorknob continually came off when she or anyone tried to enter or leave her bedroom. She had asked him multiple times to repair it, and he never got around to it. It was such a pain! At the end of the year, we all got invoice-type-things telling us what we owed to the landlord for repairs. Total bullshit. And that doorknob was on my best friend’s invoice. Ridiculous! Ridiculous.
sarah t.
“What a doorknob!” exclaimed Sally as Richard walked right into the unforgiving metal pole. As usual, Richard’s mind was lost in thought somewhere else, and his body paid the price.
Scott
the doorknob is a funny thing, because think about it without a doorknob you wouldnt be able to open up doors and you would always find yourself locked in or out,,,people would resort to using a dog door
Aimee
i turn the handle and move forward into the dark room, hoping to find something, or someone that i had forgotten long ago. i hear the door creak as the light filters onto the satin sheets of the four poster bed. and then i saw him, eyes closed, laying on his back,. the man i had left behind
Sam Graham
round, golden has a key hole under it.used to open doors by twisting it around.
aman
k-nob is how I pronounce knob. It annoys my family. My friends think that it’s funny.
Doorknobs are on doors. Let’s be metaphorical here. I see them as the link between yourself and a doorway. They represent the action that is needed in order to move on. You don’t simply walk through a door without turning the doorknob.
Jackson
Kazuki walked up to the door that led to Ryouta’s bedroom. From the room, Kazuki could hear the dull hum of his friend’s crying, which mixed with the occasional sound of an object being thrown against the wall. Kazuki knocked at the door and waited for response. Finally, Ryouta said, “Who is it?”
“It’s Kazuki. Please let me in.”
From the other side of the door, the younger male could hear his friend’s sarcastic laugh. “Seriously?”
A tear slid down his cheek as he responded, “Please, Ryo. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t call me that.”
Metallic and old, nearly antique. It’s what I have to touch and use to get to you. Do I dare? Yes, indeed, I do. I will do it! Nothing can hold me back! I reach out my hand, getting tensed and eventually anxious and then I hear a cough behind the door. A cough that sounds like a “no”. Okay then, I’ll just leave.
i don’t know what a doorknob is, that tells you everything. I’m just wondering, wanting to look for its meaning and take away this feeling of not knowing.
Cindy Dorantes
the doorknob twists as he pushes the door open into a dark room where nothing sleeps. He lies down beside her and weeps and longs for something to guide her into being. And all along the way down he wonders in agony for the turmoil and decay and birthing of something new
There was a knock. A stangely hallow knock tat came from behind the door frame and the outer walls as well. I didn’t want to get up and answer it, but it was too late, my feet started to move without me again. I told them no, but they are not very good listeners.
It’s been used over 1 million times in this house. The front doorknob has seen it all. The crazy parties, the fights, the eating, the love making. And it’s just a doorknob.
There wonce was door that I saw in my room and it hadnt been there before, one day I went to go through it but couldnt find the doorknob, I looked and looked but I couldnt find one. I tried to pry it open and bust it open but it wouldnt budge, I searched everywhere for the doorknob, but there was none. And to this day I still wonder what could’ve bene behind that door in my closet, or how it had gotten there? I wonder what I would have found?
Doorknobs … round, square, shiny, dull. Golden in sheen, and what aids us in our journey to wherever this door will lead us. You can open any door you are presented with, be there a doorknob present as well.
the doorknob to my room doesn’t work. It turns alright, but it doesn’t lock. I mean, you lock it, but you can still push it open anyway. The only locks that really work in the house are to the bathrooms, and at least that’s good.
“Impassible. Nothing’s impossible.”
So I simply opened the door and walked through.
pull
stretch
candid
love
dogs
philosophy
clouds
beckham
music
books
a doorknob is usually metal and a ball on a door. It can bring you to many places.
feel
until you find the doorknob
that opens a door
you never knew was there
a doorknob can lead to a whole new and different world!!! for a better or worse place.
Behind the door you may find the happiest and most amazing things or possibly your deppest and morst nightmares
i personally believe that each doorknob leads to an adventure !!! to the great unknown that you ought to discover thus maybe discovering yourself :)
I’d always wondered about the door upstairs. It stood at the very top, staring down, casting a shadow. The wood was dark and questioning, old, but what seemed the most out of place in the abandoned hallway was the doorknob. It shined like it was polished every day. It reflected the small light from down the hall, almost beckoning.
the doorknob turned slightly. i could here my brother wimper in my arms and i shushed him immediatly. the shadow the of feet outside our door was swaying slightly, the doorknob turning just a half an inch more.
The doorknob was ice cold. She looked at it for a long time and then looked at the floor. she wasn’t sure that she wanted to face what was behind that door, now or ever. she turned around and took a couple deep breaths. wrapping the sweater around her chilled body, she opened the door, prepared to face whatever was there.
the thing that helps you get from one place in your life to another. with out a doorknob the other side would be impossible to reach!
doorknobs are very interesting objects. One might say they are quite trivial, however they are the key to opening doors. they are one of the main and most important features on doorknobs.
Doorknob has a bit of a special meaning to me, because at some point in my life I picked it up as an insult.
“Don’t be a doorknob.” I’d say if someone was being particularly annoying or had said something idiotic.
The gray tanktop was slung on the doorknob. A sign that Ken should stay away from the dorm room. Go get a pop. Go for a walk. The doorknob hung empty most of the time.
I’d always wondered about the door upstairs. It stood at the very top, staring down, casting a shadow. The wood was dark and questioning, old, but what seemed the most out of place in the abandoned hallway was the doorknob. It shined like it was polished every day. It reflected the small light from down the hall, almost beckoning.
the doorknob was very rusty. Ofcourse it would be since the house was very old and no one had used it for years. It was rumored to be haunted by the son of the family who hung himself in the attic.
The End
I don’t like how complicated doorknobs can be sometimes. They often aggravate me. But doorknobs can be shiny and they are round. Some of them can be all colors if you want them to be. But if you can’t reach a doorknob then they are no good to you. But other than that i think doorknobs are just there i never really noticed how important they were though ?! (:
A doorknob opens the door to somewhere new.
A twist of a doorknob can open your world. A hidden room is revealed. Maybe a new life will begin.
It can be a wonderful mystery or complete horror.
When i walk into a room i have to turn the doorknob. Some people need help turning doorknobs if they are to short. I dont though. Doorknobs Are used to mostly open doors not to close them though. Doorknobs are not that interesting to me. but without thewmm we would be loked on rooms.
It’s something nice and round you find across your house. You want to look at it, smell it, but especially FEEL it! You want to turn it! Spin its head right round right round. It’s just plain awesome. And beyond this awesomness, a whole new world opens! I wish I was a doorknob. No. Really. Spin my head boys ‘n girls.
It’s always slippery, almost like it’s locked, but if one has a firm grasp on it and yanks with all their might, the door slides open.
It’s a quiet, mahogany filled office, almost with the slightest bit of magical charm. There are clocks everywhere – grandfather clocks, mostly, and they ring every hour.
There are also gears, spinning endlessly, the clockwork tower.
This is the magic sesame. Turn it and who knows what will happen. It’s often safer or more pote to knock first but sometimes taking a chance is the way to go.
The Doorknob is one of the most under appreciated things in life. We use doorknobs every day. We use doorknobs to go into new and unexpected places as well as very familiar places. All good things start with a doorknob.
A doorknob leads me inside or outside of a space; a room of some sort. Or a house or a building. They are usually some sort of metal, at least in color. And my bathroom doorknob sticks. I can’t get out.
One time, I lived in a house with 7 other girls – in college. The house was large (as you might imagine), and the landlord was old and sort of a jerk. My best friend/roommate’s doorknob continually came off when she or anyone tried to enter or leave her bedroom. She had asked him multiple times to repair it, and he never got around to it. It was such a pain! At the end of the year, we all got invoice-type-things telling us what we owed to the landlord for repairs. Total bullshit. And that doorknob was on my best friend’s invoice. Ridiculous! Ridiculous.
“What a doorknob!” exclaimed Sally as Richard walked right into the unforgiving metal pole. As usual, Richard’s mind was lost in thought somewhere else, and his body paid the price.
the doorknob is a funny thing, because think about it without a doorknob you wouldnt be able to open up doors and you would always find yourself locked in or out,,,people would resort to using a dog door
i turn the handle and move forward into the dark room, hoping to find something, or someone that i had forgotten long ago. i hear the door creak as the light filters onto the satin sheets of the four poster bed. and then i saw him, eyes closed, laying on his back,. the man i had left behind
round, golden has a key hole under it.used to open doors by twisting it around.
k-nob is how I pronounce knob. It annoys my family. My friends think that it’s funny.
Doorknobs are on doors. Let’s be metaphorical here. I see them as the link between yourself and a doorway. They represent the action that is needed in order to move on. You don’t simply walk through a door without turning the doorknob.
Kazuki walked up to the door that led to Ryouta’s bedroom. From the room, Kazuki could hear the dull hum of his friend’s crying, which mixed with the occasional sound of an object being thrown against the wall. Kazuki knocked at the door and waited for response. Finally, Ryouta said, “Who is it?”
“It’s Kazuki. Please let me in.”
From the other side of the door, the younger male could hear his friend’s sarcastic laugh. “Seriously?”
A tear slid down his cheek as he responded, “Please, Ryo. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t call me that.”
Metallic and old, nearly antique. It’s what I have to touch and use to get to you. Do I dare? Yes, indeed, I do. I will do it! Nothing can hold me back! I reach out my hand, getting tensed and eventually anxious and then I hear a cough behind the door. A cough that sounds like a “no”. Okay then, I’ll just leave.
i don’t know what a doorknob is, that tells you everything. I’m just wondering, wanting to look for its meaning and take away this feeling of not knowing.
the doorknob twists as he pushes the door open into a dark room where nothing sleeps. He lies down beside her and weeps and longs for something to guide her into being. And all along the way down he wonders in agony for the turmoil and decay and birthing of something new
Door. Opening to another world. Escape. Freedom. Dumb as a doorknob. Insult. Find something. Treasure. Adventure.