Knock Knock Parents Guide Novels & Stories

The kind mothers around here used to scare their pups straight when they were acting up. “Be good, or the Warlord’s Legion will come for you,” they’d always say. And those kids would straighten right up, eyes wide with fear, because nobody wanted that kind of trouble. No… this couldn’t be happening. Not to us. Not to our quiet little life in this tiny cottage. A sharp knock echoed through the cottage then—three calm, measured raps on the door. Not pushy or loud. Just patient, like whoever it was could wait all day if they had to.

I took a glass of water and tried relaxing it was hard because for some reason the memories of yesterday still kept interrupting my peace. “Knock knock knock” The person knocking was very careful, as if making sure that he wasn't heard or seen. I was sitting at the corner end of the room, nursing my body after my father had used his belt on me.

We were happy. One evening, on a rainy cold Saturday, Mom made it home from a grocery shop. My Dad just got his pay enough to fill our needs for the rest of the month. I was at the dining room, placing the plates on the table as Mom cooked in the kitchen when a knock came at the door; three times. It was not the familiar thud like when the newspaper boy throws the roll of the newspaper every morning, nor the rapid knocks followed by a voice yelling ‘milk!’ every Monday. They were slow, with almost two seconds interval between the knocks, and for the whole four months of living in the town of Sidburg, they were the first unknown three knocks that we received. I remember my Dad exchanged glanc

"Shirley, come down! We need to sort this out in person!" I stayed inside. She hollered for half an hour before giving up and leaving. The next day, Darcy's sister-in-law knocked on my door. "Shirley, please open up. Just a quick word..." I kept the door shut. It was day five when Becky dropped a bomb in the family chat. [Becky: Some folks get too big for their britches, thinking they can even take their mother-in-law to court. Just wait till they're old and see if anyone's there to care for them. You reap what you sow.]

His heart is racing faster than a horse as he knows that behind this door might be death. He was just about to knock when a figure appeared before him. "Curiosity kills a cat," He said in a whispering manner, followed by an eerie laughter. "Who are you?" Shane asked as his grip on his dagger tightened. "How could you forget about me, son?" He asked before stepping into the light. Shane took three steps backwards. He knows that this person isn't his father any longer. His creepy smile grew larger when Shane showed a glimpse of courage. "Long time no see, son. Didn't you miss your father?"

Knock Knock The sound of knocking on the door was really loud, like tapping using internal power. Knock Knock Again, even though the first beat had not yet ten seconds passed. “Excuse me ---“ Tuti, who was just about to say, was cut off. The door she knocked on finally opened. Showing Anjani’s tiny face who came out of it. “What’s the matter?” asked Anjani kindly. Even though Anjani knows that behind the mothers there is Nisya who frowns in fear, I don’t know what the girl is afraid of.

*knock* knock* He knocked but got no reply he figured she didn't hear him so he pushed the door open. Hailey was sitting on the floor and crying. He walked close to his mom and hugged her. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry son." Hailey said she had always hated laying a finger on her kids. She even scolds her husband for doing so in the past. "I know, its okay mom." Adrian coaxed hugging his mom "You know, I just want us to be happy again." Hailey said still sobbing in he's arms Adrian helped her up from the floor and they both sat on the bed.

Mostly due to the fact that there is always something that interrupts us. One night, we were at her home watching some cheesy romantic comedy, and we were going at it on her couch. I had my fingers in her panties and she was playing with my rock-hard dick. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Her parents came back home unexpectedly and I had to escape through the back door because her father didn't like me at the time. This time, though, we are here alone for a week. No one knows us here, so no one can stop us. They can only try.

It would be too embarrassing to handle. [Knock!] [Knock!!] [Knock!!!]

****** **Knock** **knock** I heard a light knock on my door, I slowly opened my eyes and got up from my bed. I opened the door while rubbing my eyes, Flora stood there smiling at me from ear to ear. This confused me, Why is she smiling like that? "Dear please get dressed and come downstairs for breakfast," she said and walked away from here. It was weird, she didn't even listen to reply.