The Chair in the Doorway

head so I leaned back in my chair put my feet over the case files grabbed a cigar out of the box I was gifted for my birthday by my boss. I was about to light it the flame was hovering over the cigar but as soon as it was about to lite I was interrupted by my assistant she had told me “Mr.de Niro someone’s here to see you” that was odd because it was almost closing hours but I had told my assistant “let them in” the door had opened and a young woman stood in the doorway she had short red hair “what

pitch black as she gazed around the walls of her room. Rain pounded against her window and thunder was booming off in the distance. A sharp crack of lighting lit her room. With the flash of light, Allie saw her mother covered in blood laid back in a chair across the room. She leaped out of bed to find help, only to see her blood stained father’s grinning face blocking the

I have been taunted with an atrocious dream and ready for the affliction to cease. Finally, he appears in the doorway and calls my name. Instantaneously, I stand up and shuffle behind the therapist to the cubicle. Once inside, I sat upon a soft, leathery couch with orange pillows. There are bountiful vibrant posters plastered on the walls, a bubble lamp beside the couch and a swivel chair, which Dr. Johnson pulls up opposite the glass table in front of me. After detecting my uneasiness, Dr. Johnson

the house, and sobbed. In order for me to become clean of my misdoing, I had to save that cat. I ran out into the road, not thinking, and before I knew it, the bright headlights were coming right at me. I felt a sharp pain, like falling from a chair and not doing anything to stop it, on my whole right side 10 times worse. The only thing I could hear was a deafening ringing and my mom. She was screaming my name. When I woke up, I had no idea where I was, until seconds later when I realized almost

666 Nomed Avenue “You ready to do this?” asked 17-year-old Viktor Savage as he played with his Maglite, intrigued by the abandoned mansion on 666 Nomed Avenue. It had been years since the mythology teacher of Westminster High School and cult leader, Mr. Angel, left the mansion since 2001, and Viktor was ecstatic to film the inside of the mansion and upload the video on YouTube. He turned to his best friend and part-time cameraman, Toby Nguyen, who said in a quiet yet firm voice, “Of course I’m ready

picture frame into an inspiration board, I'm able to convince myself that the most recent battered piece of furniture to catch my eye is a worthwhile investment. That's how I ended up buying one of the ugliest chairs I've ever seen. The price was right and I had so many hopes for that chair.

door slowly before opening it up and letting himself in. The room’s layout was vastly similar to how it was before; the cobwebs lining the walls and ceilings being the only décor in the scantly furnished area. But the chairs and the table were still there, and resting in that chair was the same grizzled old man, rocking to an

Introduction to Prokaryotes in Different Temperature Environments Angelina Orozco Biology 1108 Wednesday 7:30 am Abstract Prokaryotes are single-celled organisms that can survive in extreme environments. Bacteria is the more numerous type of prokaryotes. The group hypothesizes that the samples taken from different environments will all cultivate diverse morphology in fast growing rates in each environment. The aseptic technique was used to cultivate bacteria from different environments. The

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always seem to be trying to resist shooting at someone! Come on, shoot me, shoot me! Too scared, aren’t you?” I can see that the British soldier is seething, almost giving in to his insults. Edward keeps on taunting him and insulting him. I pull up a chair to sit down and watch. All of a sudden, after about five minutes of insults, when it is