Between the Doorway

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Don’t touch it! It’s open, close it. Leave it shut. Keep away. I need to look away. Move back. Stay away. It’s shut.

I spend most of my days painting. I get a lot of people buying my paintings online of course. The house is clean and I’m expecting my family over for this weekend. It’s my Mothers birthday and I haven’t quite figured out yet what to give her as a gift. I’d like to visit them one day in Ohio, drive all the way and… No! Don’t think about it! Stay inside.

Submitted: July 02, 2011

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Submitted: July 02, 2011

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BETWEEN THE DOORWAY.

 

Don’t touch it! It’s open, close it. Leave it shut. Keep away. I need to look away. Move back. Stay away. It’s shut.

I spend most of my days painting. I get a lot of people buying my paintings online of course. The house is clean and I’m expecting my family over for this weekend. It’s my Mothers birthday and I haven’t quite figured out yet what to give her as a gift. I’d like to visit them one day in Ohio, drive all the way and… No! Don’t think about it! Stay inside.

The chickens roasting in the oven while I paint and the door bell rings. But I knew it couldn’t be them, it was too early.

“Come in!” I invite. A man walk’s inside and walks all the way to the kitchen with a pile of bags under his arms.

“Hello Ms Parker. Your groceries have arrived.” He puts them down beside the kitchen table.

“It’s so warm in here, let me open the window.” He walks to the nearest window. NO! Close, don’t open the window. Leave it closed! Stay away from it!

“No! Please I beg.” I smile. “I’d like it shut.”

He looks at me in a very strange way. He nods and walks over to the door. He turns back about to say something but instead he closed the door behind him, I relax.

Some people say we get a disease. Well I’ve come to the conclusion that I am the disease. I wonder if ill ever get the chance to be forgiven by each person I’ve crossed in the past 3 years. But would they ever forgive such a horrible and mentally challenged creature like me? I wouldn’t even call myself human. I am being stupid to think they would ever forgive such failure when I have never been there when the candles were blown or another child had been born. I have never managed to give them a gift most everyone around me deserves for being so patient with this stupidity I carry around. But I can’t help I’ve become so afraid. What am I saying? I am fine! I just need to keep it closed. And stay away.

A car drove into my driveway. My family has finally arrived.  

I stand up and wait for them to come through the main door. Five minutes go by, but nobody enters. One foot moves forward. I snap, what am I doing? I turn to move away, I hesitate and turn back again. This time I move two feet forward. I breathe fast, this time gripping my hands deep into the furniture. As much as I want to stay in, I really just wanted to go outside.

No don’t you can’t go, don’t even try!

I have to open, I must go outside. I’m only two feet away from the door, and my hands are on the handle. My body begins to shake uncontrollably as I turn the door knob; slowly sunlight begins to shimmer across my face. It felt warm and welcoming.

No what are you doing? Turn back!

I step back. I see my mother looking at me from the car. This time she was smiling. A smile I haven’t seen for a while now.

She was encouraging me to walk outside. I look back inside… Don’t even think about it! I smile in an odd way and start moving forward faster than ever. I walk onto the pavement outside my house. It felt strange but I liked the feeling, I could smell the fresh air and the freshly cut grass, feel the warm sun burn gently on my skin. I run to my mother.

“Aria darling, it’s so good to see you, here.” Her eyes were shinning bright, the sun shining through the tears she was holding back.

“Mom, please don’t.” I ask her. Although I felt terrified, I felt safe at the same time. The rest of my family greeted me with such joy, I never realised how much I missed this.

“How about later on we go over to the park for a walk?” I ask all of them.

I take a look inside, and I begin to hesitate. I see a shadown in between the doorway, my mind begins to imagin sharp knifes all around the doorway. I close my eyes and begin heading along with my family, all the while the knifes reflected on my face.  


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