Death will select your door to knock on.
Everything is the same as before I'm staring at the wooden door
It's just another normal laundry day... or is it?
As in a house, there are different doors, your heart too have. Choose the best key to open the best door....
He was the end and the beginning and I was the story.
'[...] solely what cannot be imagined.'
Something I wrote for today's story challenge. It just sort of happened without much thinking. It's been a good writing day :)
You made me believe that it was my fault.
The doorbell fell silent and then rang again and again. David, who did not want to move any more than he had to called out, “Ben, Seth – can you get the door?”
Today's tough, tomorrow tougher, the next days