I have a big house. My house has lots of rooms and I know all of them exept one.. There is this door that is on the second floor and my parents forbid me to open it. Even if I can't go inside this room, I want to know what type of room it is. What do you think is behind the door?
It was the first of June and my parents went to the restaurant. They told me to finish my homework before they came back. When they left I went up to the attic, sat on a chair, and looked at photos. Photos of my family, of my childhood, of my dog Lassey, who had dissapeared 1 week ago.. Then I went down in the living room, lay on the sofa, and watched a film that I adore, Happy Potter. After a while, it started to scare me but I was used to it because I had watched it dozens of times. All of a sudden, I heard some noise. I turned around but there wasn't anything, I thought I was just going mad but continued to watch my film. I heard the noise again, but this time, it came from the second floor. I went up and followed the noise. As I arrived in front of the forbiden door I was a bit scared but I was so curious that I open the door..
And what did I see? Lassey, my dog! It was really him! He locked himself in and he has succeded to survive just with water that was in a bucket. This room was actually my father's office. He is a policeman so all his files were kept secret!
When my parents came back, I told them my adventure. They punished me because I had opened the door but they were so happy that lassey was alive! To celebrate this great event, we had a little party between us and my dog was really happy !
Normally, the night is quiet, people sleep in their homes and doors are locked. Nevertheless, strange events can happen.
I have been spending my summer holidays in London for one month. I returned home on September the fourth. At this time, I lived alone in a cute apartment situated in the south of Nice. I had two little cats and one gold fish. In my return, I was exhausted and I have gone to bed early. I slept peacefully. But at the middle of the night, about 3 o’clock, I heard someone shouting. I went out of my bed and began to be afraid. I turned on my TV to relax myself. Suddenly, somebody knocked to my door. I lowered the sound and then, tried to make no noise. This person was still knocking at my door. I didn’t dare to open it, I was terrified! But who was this person? I didn’t know it but I was going to know it. A woman’s voice was shouting behind my door: ‘’HELP, HELP’’ ... I had to help her! So, I opened my door and saw a blond woman who was carrying a black bag. It had to be very heavy! She begged me to let her in what I accepted. I told her to sit on the sofa. I brought to her a cup of tea, then, she began to tell me her whole story. I was really shocked at what she were telling to me. Indeed, she left her home because her husband was very violent! He was at this moment looking for her. We have been speaking together for a long time, in fact, all the night! Afterwards, to help someone gave me a great satisfaction.
"except......my parents forbade me to open the door on the second floor. Although I wasn't allowed to open the door I really wanted to see what was behind the door.... my parents had gone to restaurant.. some photos...disappeared a week before ...... went down to the....... I loved.....so I continued watching .....forbidden door..... had locked himself in and managed to..."
"At nights all is calm..... I was in London for one month..... at that time.... on my return...so I went to bed early .....but in the middle of the night .... I got out of bed but I was afraid ....to relax (sans "myself") to knock at....I turned down the TV.... tried not to make any noise..... I didn't know who it was (et non pas "I didn't know it but I was going to know it ) and I accepted (et non pas "what")...I brought her a cup of tea.... that moment ...... we spoke together for a long time, in fact all night... Afterwards I was very happy because I had helped someone" Attention il faut éviter les calques.
Before to tell you my story, I would like to say that I hate closed doors ! So, in my house, I always leave the doors open, I know, it's very strange ! What are my feelings and my acts in front of a closed door ? What is behind this door ?
I had just moved into my new house. I have called the owners just before coming to that they open all the doors. I arrive and I'm reassure. They did their mission ! It was a big and beautiful house. Suddenly, down the hall, I see a closed door.. No, it's not possible, I must be dreaming.. No, it is the reality ! I begin to tremble, to cry, to shout. After this horrible crisis, I decide to open this door to see what is behind this door.. I had never seen a closed door in my life.. I understand why, I suffer so much ! Maybe I hate closed doors because I'm afraid of what I can find behind this. I open the door end here I see a small parrot. Next to him, there is a little message from the owners : " I hope that this present will please you and that you overcame and will overcome next times your fear ! "
I am extremely grateful of these owners because thank to them, I have no fear of closed doors even if I don't very like closed doors !
"Before I tell you my story" "my actions" "to see that" "I was reassured" "They completed their assignment" "I have never seen a closed door in my life" "I hope this present will please you and that you overcame your fear." "thanks to them"
It was during the Christma's holidays, a very gloomy day. I was alone in my house and I played video games. Suddenly I heard noises outside... What was behind the door ?
Until I heard the noise I tought of all the things that it could be. First I tried to recognize it but it wasn't easy. So I came close to the door, but not too near, because I was a bit afraid. After few minutes I knew that it was a voice, but I didn't know this voice so I tried to hear what it was said. Again I came close to the door and I recognize some words but not much, the person said : « I … the keys of my … and I … my ... ». Then I came close again and I understood all the setence : « I lost the keys of my house and I haven't got my phone ». Before I opened the door I drank a glass of orange juice and it gave me Dutch courage, I opened the door and I saw that it was... my cousin, it was just my cousin. This fool had lost his keys and he tried to scare me, he successed, I was afraid. Finally we ate together and we laughed during a long time, it was five years ago and we still remember. What a scary adventure !
In conclusion, if there is something behind the door, be brave and open the door. Maybe it is your cousin.
It was on October the 31st, I didn't know yet, but I was going to have the worst evening of my life, nevertheless when I remember to this night I laugh a lot !
I was alone at home, my parents were gone, I wasn't afraid staying alone because I was used to. Then, I heard a noise outside, I went to the door to open it. Something outside was different as usually... so, I looked through the hole, and here I discovered several creature with blood, black dressed, with crazy and strangers voices... I didn't know what to do, I cried, I panicked, I trembled... I did not feel any more the members of my body... Next, I took a big inspiration and I opened the door. -Sylvana ! It has been one hour since we wait outside! It is so cold! I forgot my keys inside! ... it was my mum.
Of course it's on October the 31st, it's Halloween ! Now, I remember myself always of this evening and this moment of giggle with my mother when I am behind the door.
Behind the door, my sister waited for me. I promised her that we'll go to the cinema with her, to see a romantic film. Even if I hate it. We walked in the street. We spoke about everything. We passed in front of a bookshop. With very very old books. After the film, we returned at home. This time, I saw a figure in the dark bookshop. I don't know if I really saw it, but it seems to be human … Next day, when I was at high school, I heard a rumour. ''It seems that the shop of the old man Sam is haunted !!!!'' or something like that. Later, a friend said me that the ''shop'' is the bookshop I've seen yesterday. I was very intrigued about it. At the end of the week, after school, I went to the much-touted shop. The facade was ramshackle, its washed-out colors had been green, purple and orange in another time ; but it remained only blue and yellow. I wanted to cry there was such profound sadness. But I pushed the door. I entered. An old, very old man welcomed me. I said that I just looked at some books. As I imagined, it was only old books, certainly as old as his owner. I was always fascinated by old books. That sounded like history, heritage and especially as mysterious secrets. I didn't know if I spoke louder but the owner Sam came to me with a book. ''Time's secrets''. I thought I dreamed but he handed me the book. I said sorry and I ran away. Since this time, I never returned to this shop. Finally, it was what I thought. But the Fate decided on it differently. An evening, I forgot to buy a present for my sister's birthday. I passed in front of Sam's shop and I had an idea. It seemed open so I entered a second time. And the last. Behind the entrance door there were still the same shelves, the same books. I asked if Sam was here. No answers. No noise. Nothing. Only heavy silence. I saw a back door. I opened it. Behind the door, there were Sam, and others people. I closed the door. I closed the eyes. I opened the eyes. I took a book. I left some money. I opened the entrance door. I closed it. At home, I opened. Now I am eighty and I never returned to Sam's shop.
Hello let me tell you about this moment, when I opened this door.
At this time, I was only 6 years old, it was during the summer's holidays. In August, I was with all my family in the family's house, a big house which looks like a castle, this place was far enough of the nearest big city, but I spent all my summers out there, and it was my greatest holidays.
With all this years, I never looked behind the door of the second floor, before the bathroom, in a narrow corridor, I think it was my worst fear, to know what was behind this door. When we played at hide and seek with my cousins, I was always hesitant to hide me inside, but I never went there because I was too afraid.
One day, I entered because I was bored, and I had nothing to do. So, this morning, I woke up as usually, and I entered directly, because at this time I got bored very quickly. I am going to tell you what was behind this door, in this room, in this cupboard, behind this jackets... The wonderful imagination of a child.
Written by Chloe Bari-Levy
ReplyDeleteI have a big house. My house has lots of rooms and I know all of them exept one.. There is this door that is on the second floor and my parents forbid me to open it. Even if I can't go inside this room, I want to know what type of room it is. What do you think is behind the door?
It was the first of June and my parents went to the restaurant. They told me to finish my homework before they came back.
When they left I went up to the attic, sat on a chair, and looked at photos. Photos of my family, of my childhood, of my dog Lassey, who had dissapeared 1 week ago..
Then I went down in the living room, lay on the sofa, and watched a film that I adore, Happy Potter. After a while, it started to scare me but I was used to it because I had watched it dozens of times. All of a sudden, I heard some noise. I turned around but there wasn't anything, I thought I was just going mad but continued to watch my film.
I heard the noise again, but this time, it came from the second floor. I went up and followed the noise. As I arrived in front of the forbiden door I was a bit scared but I was so curious that I open the door..
And what did I see? Lassey, my dog! It was really him! He locked himself in and he has succeded to survive just with water that was in a bucket. This room was actually my father's office. He is a policeman so all his files were kept secret!
When my parents came back, I told them my adventure. They punished me because I had opened the door but they were so happy that lassey was alive!
To celebrate this great event, we had a little party between us and my dog was really happy !
"I was so curious that I opened the door" "We had a little party and my dog was really happy."
DeleteNormally, the night is quiet, people sleep in their homes and doors are locked. Nevertheless, strange events can happen.
ReplyDeleteI have been spending my summer holidays in London for one month. I returned home on September the fourth. At this time, I lived alone in a cute apartment situated in the south of Nice. I had two little cats and one gold fish. In my return, I was exhausted and I have gone to bed early. I slept peacefully.
But at the middle of the night, about 3 o’clock, I heard someone shouting. I went out of my bed and began to be afraid. I turned on my TV to relax myself. Suddenly, somebody knocked to my door. I lowered the sound and then, tried to make no noise. This person was still knocking at my door. I didn’t dare to open it, I was terrified! But who was this person? I didn’t know it but I was going to know it. A woman’s voice was shouting behind my door: ‘’HELP, HELP’’ ... I had to help her! So, I opened my door and saw a blond woman who was carrying a black bag. It had to be very heavy! She begged me to let her in what I accepted. I told her to sit on the sofa. I brought to her a cup of tea, then, she began to tell me her whole story. I was really shocked at what she were telling to me.
Indeed, she left her home because her husband was very violent! He was at this moment looking for her. We have been speaking together for a long time, in fact, all the night!
Afterwards, to help someone gave me a great satisfaction.
"except......my parents forbade me to open the door on the second floor. Although I wasn't allowed to open the door I really wanted to see what was behind the door.... my parents had gone to restaurant.. some photos...disappeared a week before ...... went down to the....... I loved.....so I continued watching .....forbidden door..... had locked himself in and managed to..."
ReplyDelete"At nights all is calm..... I was in London for one month..... at that time.... on my return...so I went to bed early .....but in the middle of the night .... I got out of bed but I was afraid ....to relax (sans "myself") to knock at....I turned down the TV.... tried not to make any noise..... I didn't know who it was (et non pas "I didn't know it but I was going to know it ) and I accepted (et non pas "what")...I brought her a cup of tea.... that moment ...... we spoke together for a long time, in fact all night... Afterwards I was very happy because I had helped someone" Attention il faut éviter les calques.
Before to tell you my story, I would like to say that I hate closed doors ! So, in my house, I always leave the doors open, I know, it's very strange ! What are my feelings and my acts in front of a closed door ? What is behind this door ?
ReplyDeleteI had just moved into my new house. I have called the owners just before coming to that they open all the doors.
I arrive and I'm reassure. They did their mission ! It was a big and beautiful house. Suddenly, down the hall, I see a closed door.. No, it's not possible, I must be dreaming.. No, it is the reality ! I begin to tremble, to cry, to shout. After this horrible crisis, I decide to open this door to see what is behind this door.. I had never seen a closed door in my life.. I understand why, I suffer so much ! Maybe I hate closed doors because I'm afraid of what I can find behind this. I open the door end here I see a small parrot. Next to him, there is a little message from the owners : " I hope that this present will please you and that you overcame and will overcome next times your fear ! "
I am extremely grateful of these owners because thank to them, I have no fear of closed doors even if I don't very like closed doors !
"Before I tell you my story" "my actions" "to see that" "I was reassured" "They completed their assignment" "I have never seen a closed door in my life" "I hope this present will please you and that you overcame your fear." "thanks to them"
DeleteIt was during the Christma's holidays, a very gloomy day. I was alone in my house and I played video games. Suddenly I heard noises outside... What was behind the door ?
ReplyDeleteUntil I heard the noise I tought of all the things that it could be. First I tried to recognize it but it wasn't easy. So I came close to the door, but not too near, because I was a bit afraid. After few minutes I knew that it was a voice, but I didn't know this voice so I tried to hear what it was said. Again I came close to the door and I recognize some words but not much, the person said : « I … the keys of my … and I … my ... ». Then I came close again and I understood all the setence : « I lost the keys of my house and I haven't got my phone ». Before I opened the door I drank a glass of orange juice and it gave me Dutch courage, I opened the door and I saw that it was... my cousin, it was just my cousin. This fool had lost his keys and he tried to scare me, he successed, I was afraid.
Finally we ate together and we laughed during a long time, it was five years ago and we still remember. What a scary adventure !
In conclusion, if there is something behind the door, be brave and open the door. Maybe it is your cousin.
"I thought" "he succeeded"
DeleteIt was on October the 31st, I didn't know yet, but I was going to have the worst evening of my life, nevertheless when I remember to this night I laugh a lot !
ReplyDeleteI was alone at home, my parents were gone, I wasn't afraid staying alone because I was used to.
Then, I heard a noise outside, I went to the door to open it. Something outside was different as usually... so, I looked through the hole, and here I discovered several creature with blood, black dressed, with crazy and strangers voices... I didn't know what to do, I cried, I panicked, I trembled... I did not feel any more the members of my body... Next, I took a big inspiration and I opened the door.
-Sylvana ! It has been one hour since we wait outside! It is so cold! I forgot my keys inside!
... it was my mum.
Of course it's on October the 31st, it's Halloween !
Now, I remember myself always of this evening and this moment of giggle with my mother when I am behind the door.
"I wasn't afraid of being home alone because I was used to it." "Something wasn't quite right"
DeleteBehind the door, my sister waited for me. I promised her that we'll go to the cinema with her, to see a romantic film. Even if I hate it. We walked in the street. We spoke about everything. We passed in front of a bookshop. With very very old books. After the film, we returned at home. This time, I saw a figure in the dark bookshop. I don't know if I really saw it, but it seems to be human …
ReplyDeleteNext day, when I was at high school, I heard a rumour. ''It seems that the shop of the old man Sam is haunted !!!!'' or something like that. Later, a friend said me that the ''shop'' is the bookshop I've seen yesterday. I was very intrigued about it.
At the end of the week, after school, I went to the much-touted shop. The facade was ramshackle, its washed-out colors had been green, purple and orange in another time ; but it remained only blue and yellow. I wanted to cry there was such profound sadness. But I pushed the door. I entered. An old, very old man welcomed me. I said that I just looked at some books. As I imagined, it was only old books, certainly as old as his owner. I was always fascinated by old books. That sounded like history, heritage and especially as mysterious secrets. I didn't know if I spoke louder but the owner Sam came to me with a book. ''Time's secrets''. I thought I dreamed but he handed me the book. I said sorry and I ran away.
Since this time, I never returned to this shop. Finally, it was what I thought. But the Fate decided on it differently.
An evening, I forgot to buy a present for my sister's birthday. I passed in front of Sam's shop and I had an idea. It seemed open so I entered a second time. And the last.
Behind the entrance door there were still the same shelves, the same books. I asked if Sam was here. No answers. No noise. Nothing. Only heavy silence. I saw a back door. I opened it.
Behind the door, there were Sam, and others people.
I closed the door. I closed the eyes. I opened the eyes. I took a book. I left some money. I opened the entrance door. I closed it. At home, I opened.
Now I am eighty and I never returned to Sam's shop.
Hello let me tell you about this moment, when I opened this door.
ReplyDeleteAt this time, I was only 6 years old, it was during the summer's holidays.
In August, I was with all my family in the family's house, a big house which looks like a castle, this place was far enough of the nearest big city, but I spent all my summers out there, and it was my greatest holidays.
With all this years, I never looked behind the door of the second floor, before the bathroom, in a narrow corridor, I think it was my worst fear, to know what was behind this door. When we played at hide and seek with my cousins, I was always hesitant to hide me inside, but I never went there because I was too afraid.
One day, I entered because I was bored, and I had nothing to do.
So, this morning, I woke up as usually, and I entered directly, because at this time
I got bored very quickly. I am going to tell you what was behind this door, in this room, in this cupboard, behind this jackets...
The wonderful imagination of a child.