When God Shuts A Door Novels & Stories

"I don't need to say it... I just need to see those God's, the real God's you called of! The one who rules everything! I need to take back what is mine! Take me to that God's or else I will really destroy your Empire." This... Anus mind was in turmoil. He doesn't know what to do! "You!!" Without retaliation Anus accepted. "Please follow me." Anus called. His slave Crap and Butt followed. They moved inside the palace and there is a gate somewhere. There was really a gate there. Yet that gate was not just a gate. It was the door! "Open the door!" Anus called. The door slowly opened! When that door opened the darkness permeates!

“Grief is like‍ that. It‍ leaves loose ends. Things that don’t make sense. Doors you can’t open.” His voice had c‍hanged. It got lowe‌r‍. More personal. He was switching g⁠ears, from Mr. Fix-It to⁠ Deep James. Th⁠is w‌as t‍he act wh‍ere he sha‌red a pain to make y‌ou share your⁠s. “Door⁠s⁠ you can’t ope‍n,” I repeat⁠ed,⁠ pl‍aying along‍.

I was wondering why anyone would forget the key in the keyhole when I suddenly remembered that Luther told me that he would leave the gate open as well as the front door. I turned the key to lock the gate, then, removed it from the keyhole. I turned around and my eyes swept across the house to make sure no one was watching me. The bright lights around the house illuminated the whole compound, so, I could see everything clearly. Satisfied that no one was watching me, I headed to the front door of the house. I got to the door and saw that it was left ajar like the gate. Luther left the gate and the door open because he doesn't want his evil deed to be revealed, I thought bitterly as I entered

When his father turned towards the door, he frowned and shook his head. “That’s not possible Max” Jon said “There’s only one key and I have it. No one else can get in” “Dad, I’m telling you, the door was open!” Max said, his body walking up to the door “No Max, your father’s right” Carrie said with a frown “There’s only ever one key that gets passed to a new keeper. This is that door we told you about, the room that helps us with a book. As a fail-safe, the door automatically closes and locks itself. It’s enchanted to do that”

He had shown me, but now he shut me out again. The contrast left me reeling. Part of me wanted to reach for him, to push past the wall. Another part whispered that some doors stayed locked for a reason. He turned away without another word and started back down the hall. I stood there a moment, staring at the closed door. The metal felt cold when I touched it. Whatever was wrong with him, it was big. Serious. And he had chosen to let me glimpse it, then slammed the lid shut. His hands are shaking when he locks the door again.

They were so confident that the universe would bend to their will as the stock market always had. But the Door was not a machine you could force. It had a will. It had a memory. It was an ancient, intelligent phenomenon that had waited a hundred years for the King and his General. It had accepted the raw Uwezo and the emotional Hekima it required to bridge the dimensions. It had no need for parasites. It had no tolerance for the small-minded men who built cages of glass and steel to hide from the rain. Just as the first man’s fingertips—a billionaire with manicured nails and a frantic scream on his lips—brushed the violet surface, the Door blinked.

He stopped when he got to me, gave a nod, and moved on. "Due to the recent increase in demonic activities in the world, that is, earth, we The Guardians have decided to seal all entrances to Eden, since a gateway could be breached by a force with enough destructive power to destroy at least half of earth. With what Dean has said, the one called, The Destroyer saw the portal into Eden and actually entered before he was ejected. So, any normal means of transportation, is on hold for now. Till I come up with a solution for this." The Guardian said weighing the expressions on our faces. No one said a word, no one really knew what to say.

Christian I find the door of the hut open and push it to get inside. Ivanna didn't even lock it after I left! She might not have come out of the room either. She was in all silent mode when I left like that. I know she becomes completely numb and startled when I shut her down like this. I let out a sigh and climb up the stairs. I slowly push the door of the room, making a soft noise. However, I don't think she noticed it.

"Why?" Don looked at him. "Because understanding it closes the last door," he said. "The door I am still not entirely through. The one that is — not about anger, not about grief, but about the incomprehensibility of it. How a person looks at two people who love each other and sees a portfolio opportunity." He breathed. "Understanding doesn't excuse it. But it closes the door. And I want the door closed."

Is he gone again? I sighed. I get up to get ready for school and the first thing I do is to keep my bed in good condition. Last night, I remember as I fell asleep, he stayed. Guess I need to make myself always ready to accept that God always disappears and comes back whenever he likes to. But what if he is not coming back? I feel an ache in my chest, as if I was suffocated by its bitterness. Come now. Wake up. I said to myself, patting my cheeks. You are both in a different world. And you are just a puny human. Forget about that. Try to change the view and feel someone who is more human.