The Door

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What would you do if a door just suddenly appeared out of nowhere, without walls for support, and just hung in mid-air? Well the people of Anywhere, USA, discovered such a phenomenon in their park. They were inquisitive, to say the least.

Anywhere, USA

The town was abuzz with speculation about the strange door that suddenly appeared in their midst. It came out of nowhere and hung without support, just a few inches above the ground. People came to the park to peer at it and exchange thoughts on its purpose for being there, from where it came, and mostly how it could just hang there like that.

No one minded discussing it or looking at it, or even circling it, but no one was willing to approach it. No one that is, except six-year-old Peggy. To everyone's shock, she went right up to that door and rapped on it as hard as she could. When she heard nothing but the raspy intake of breath from the people, she pressed her ear against the door. A broad smile spread across Peggy's face. "There's a circus in there!"

Mrs. Felix pushed her way through the crowd and stood next to Peggy. "Don't be foolish, child! How could anything possibly be inside a door?" And to prove the point, she leaned in and pressed her ear to the door, too.

The crowd, as if of one body, held their breath and watched as Mrs. Felix backed from the door, an expression of disbelief on her pale face. "Oh, my." Her voice was barely audible. "It's my Henry. But, he's been dead all these many years."

Several people stepped forward to listen at the door, but not one person heard the same thing as the next.

Over the next few days, everyone in town - including a local scientist - screwed up enough courage to try to open or move the door in some way. No one attempted to pry or hammer on the door, for fear it might be a terrorist plot to blow everyone up.

At this point you might think it rather strange that the FBI, CIA, or other government agency wasn't called, but you see... The residents of Anywhere, USA took care of their own problems. And besides, as Mr. Conn said, "We don't need no dadburn foreigners in our business."

By the time the local paper (circulation 350) wrote the story up, interest had waned. After all, if a thing doesn't have a purpose or give any answers, it gets rather boring. To be truthful, though the door was extremely odd, everyone began to think of it as a unique addition to the park.

Once the furor had died down, Mr. McGinty slipped quietly into the park while the town slept. Some of his friends swore they talked to their departed loved ones. Maybe his Molly would speak to him... She just had to.

After checking to make sure no one was around, Mr. McGinty tapped lightly on the door and pressed his ear firmly against it. "Molly, are you there?" He thought he heard her voice; now if only she would answer. His concentration was so great that he didn't see the three thugs approaching.

"Molly, Hon, I need to know where you hid the money. You know... The ten-thousand dollars your aunt left us? It wasn't in the bank or the lock box, Molly. So, where'd you hide it?"

Two sets of hands grabbed him from behind and roughly pushed him to the ground. Two of the thugs stood over him while the third approached the door with a crowbar.

"Wally, you sure this is a good idea?" One of the boys asked the leader.

Wally pulled his ear from the door. "Sure, I'm sure. Man! There must be a vault in this thing. I can hear someone counting out money... LOTS of money." Wood splintered as Wally shoved the crowbar between the frame and the door. Mo and Earl left their vigil over Mr. McGinty and joined Wally.

As the door swung inward, Mo turned and sneered at Mr. McGinty. "Don't worry old man, we'll be sure to ask your old lady where the money is."

Mr. McGinty heard a series of clicking sounds that went something like this (and I quote), *"Click-click-clack. Clack-clack, click-clack-cleck-clack!" This was followed by a loud sucking noise and all three thugs disappeared. The door began spinning rapidly and was gone in a puff of smoke.

*Translation: "Hey, Ma, supper's here!"

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author avatar PeacheWriter
25th Jun 2010 (#)

I won.t be so quick to open doors anymore. Great story, write some more.

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author avatar Retired
26th Jun 2010 (#)

Thank you.

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author avatar Judith C Evans
26th Jun 2010 (#)

Great storytelling here. Your story really held my attention, and I look forward to reading more.

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author avatar Retired
26th Jun 2010 (#)

Thanks for reading and commenting, Judith.

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author avatar Zarina Starchild
28th Jun 2010 (#)

Write some more. It is a great story and would make a great novel.

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author avatar Retired
28th Jun 2010 (#)

Thank you for your comments.

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author avatar Retired
12th Jul 2010 (#)

oh the ending was perfect what a surprise, keep on writing!

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author avatar Retired
12th Jul 2010 (#)

Thanks for reading and commenting.

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author avatar drelayaraja
13th Jul 2010 (#)

Nice share.

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author avatar Retired
13th Jul 2010 (#)

Thank you for commenting.

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