Sliding Closet Door Handle Novels & Stories

My gaze then caught two air conditioners situated at opposite corners of the room and a fluorescent bulb illuminating the room with a sunset orange glow. "That's the closet"The maid announced, her index finger outstretched, pointing at a white door. It jolted me out of my reverie to facing the door. I didn't even notice the two doors by the right hand side of the room; one white and the other a frosty silver colour. I hastily walked over to the closet and truth be told, it was beautiful and huge. Inside it stood a sliding door wardrobe, it's door built from head to ceiling. Next to it were various shelves aligned with footwears which had a horizontal rectangular mirror opposite it.

It just had my toothbrush and a toothpaste in it. I wasted no time in freshening up before coming out of the shower with nothing but a towel wrapped around my body. A closet stood by the right hand side of the room. I hastily walked over to the closet and truth be told, it was beautiful and huge. Dante outdid himself in that one. Inside the closet stood a sliding door wardrobe, it's door built from head to ceiling. Next to it were various shelves aligned with footwears which had a horizontal rectangular mirror opposite it.

A door is cracked open slightly and leads to the bathroom, a real one, with running water, not simply a bucket. Another door catches my attention. This one is flush with the wall, and when I press a hand to it, it opens slightly. I look around, noticing it’s a walk-in wardrobe. I pause at the threshold again, already bracing for the worst. What I see, though, is confusing.

Besides the screen are some pictures framed on the wall and those were hand painted and no doubt very beautiful! The entire mansion is centrally air-conditioned. After organising the room I suddenly notice yet another sliding door just behind the bed. At the first look, it would appear to be just a plain wall with beautiful wall paper or rather granite stone blocks ornamented on it but if one tries to see the details, one can notice two small knobs on the either ends. I slide holding one of the knobs, and what I see in front makes my jaws go slack!

The elevator dings and opens to a small hallway. It was a short hallway, and at the end of it, was a door that didn't even have a handle. It was one of those fancy sliding doors that could sense that there was a person in front that opened on its own. Then, I stopped right in front of it and it slid to the side.

Click. I grab the handle and push it downward. This old ass safe hasn’t been lubricated in ages and the screeching noise coming from the handle and the hinges is god-awful and loud. So damn loud. The door is heavy, almost rusted stuck, and I use all my strength to heave it open just as the office door slams open behind us.

The metallic *clunk* of the automated deadbolt echoed through the cavernous master suite like a gunshot. Vivian lunged toward the heavy double doors, her fingers clawing at the sleek silver handle. She pulled with all her might, but the mahogany panel didn’t budge even a fraction of an inch. Above the handle, the electronic keypad glowed with a harsh, unyielding crimson light. Locked.

Unthinkable. Somewhere in his toolbox, Sergio still has one of those sliding locks that can be used to keep a door closed from the inside. When there is a chain on, you can open the door slightly, but only big enough to peek out because the chain prevents it from being pushed open completely. If Leah wants, he'll install one on those on her door for her. He will talk to her about it as soon as possible.

“Play the paused music.” And an American electronic beat sounds from the speakers. I walk to the door, closing it and skipping, as I approach the closet that’s attached to the bedroom, with a well-organized space. At the entrance, there’s a full-length mirror. Opposite it, a counter with drawers that serve as support for storing smaller items, such as watches, wallets and sunglasses. The clothes are hung on hangers organized by type and color. Shirts, jackets and pants are impeccably arranged. A section dedicated to shoes in a variety of models, from casual sneakers to leather dress shoes, all lined up on shelves. In the center of the room, a comfortable gray armchair and a small coffee tabl

A simple chrome faucet is mounted on the wall on the medium-grey tiles above the bathtub. The upper walls are painted a soft white and above the tub, two framed black and white artworks hung, each frame with black frames. Across the vanity and beside the door is a glass enclosed shower area with a clear glass partition. The shower walls are covered in large, matte dark grey tiles and a chrome rainfall showerhead is mounted high on the wall, paired with a minimalist control handle below. Besides the shower is a recessed toilet area, partially enclosed for privacy, accessed through a white sliding door that is currently open, revealing a standard white toilet inside a softly lit nook. The wall