Novel & Cerita There's A Monster Behind The Door

On ly God knew where he was going ar that point. That's true… There had to be traces of pictures if not much little to signify that there were indeed pictures there… We arrived at a door very tall and painted In black.. This , is what have Always seen in the movies there's a bug gigantic door and behind it lies their nightmare. I know we all have seen movies like that… No one's goes through tha door and remains the same. And now we were living out our own movie we did the epic standing ovation for the door and admiring how tall it is..

He pulled me into his broad chest. "R-Robin..." I stammered. "How did you find me?" "I can find you wherever you are, Arielle. As long as you are in this territory." He looks at the door. "How did you find this place?" he asked curiously. Wait, does that mean he doesn't know this place exists? "I accidentally found the door to this place." "What is behind this door?" "I don't know. Do you want to find out?" "We don't know what's behind that door. What if it's dangerous?"

It felt like if I even breathed out loud, he'd hear. I ducked behind the bedroom door just as the front door swung open with a deafening crack that echoed off the thin walls. I pressed my back against the wall, my hand clamped firmly over my mouth, trying to steady my breathing. My pulse was so loud in my ears and my fingers were trembling against my mouth. There was no way I could leave. I was trapped in the bedroom with no way of escape, no window big enough to drop through safely while a monster was in the living room. A monster my mother refused to leave.

Others had their arms hanging out of the cage as if they had made a last-ditch attempt to break their locks before they succumbed to the silver. “What have you done to them?” she hissed. There was no answer. She didn’t expect one, but her anger rose with each step towards the door. The monster at the front banged twice on the door, and a lock turning echoed. And then, once again, the door scrapped along the floor as it slid open.

I chirp as I pull myself up, standing up. "Goodnight, Miss Ella! Dream about angels." They all chorus together. I dart my eyes around each one of them one more time, a smile plastered on my face, but fear cloaking it slightly. Before I ruin their night with my emotions, I turn and head to the door, and I collide with the monster leaning against the wall just outside the door. Was he listening? I knew he was anything but a gossipmonger? Good thing I didn't say anything evil about him. He is impossible!

"There seems to be paparazzi outside shooting you two!" Monique looked at the door in confusion. At this moment, she couldn't see the door at all. The people at the door had not come in yet. She seemed to have felt that someone was behind her.

James laughed and told Micheal not to try it because, Monster is a vampire and he might killed Michael if he found out that zombies resist Micheal's blood, that will be the worst part because he want the world to continue like this. "It's none of your business just take me to him! and if you tried anything fun... you will be the first person to die! now led the way." Michael shouted at Dr. James. Monster chamber was the biggest house in the community, it has two entrance; the front and the back door. The building was silent and no reflection of any light can penetrate into the building because Monster is afraid of light, and also their is a big bathtub which Monster always soak himself into

"Yeah, okay.” I clasp my hands together, waiting for the miracle he was going to perform when I suddenly hear him step back. “Step away from the door,” he says, voice further from where it was a second ago. “Move back.” My heart pounds against my chest as I quickly race behind the big sofa, my aunt's favorite, and crouch low behind it. I lift my face over the armrest, staring at the door… waiting. I hear a rush of movement outside, and then–

Leaning against his car with his hands tucked inside his pockets, he watched me make my way toward him. A slow smile spread across his lips as his eyes dragged over me a little too long, studying me from head to toe like we hadn’t just seen each other yesterday. “Dad, bring Mom back before midnight or she’ll turn into a monster!” Adriana yelled before slamming the front door shut. “Will do, sweetheart!” Ricochet yelled back, waving one hand while the other quickly caged itself around my waist. “That kid,” I murmured under my breath. “Between you and me, I think I’m the real monster when we’re in bed. Right, baby?” he whispered against my ear.

MILO As children, we are led to believe monsters don’t exist and that our parents and elders only said those things to scare us but trapped in my room with George, I know monsters are real. My head spins about everything, wanting answers now that escaping doesn’t seem likely. The door swings open after what seems like forever, but the person that walks in isn’t who I expected. Never in a thousand years did I believe that when the door opened the first person I would see would be Peteri staring back at me, his blue eyes gazing back at me.