The Mysterious Door Knocker
Hi my name is Sarah, and I have quite a crazy habit, which is knocking on peoples door and then running around the corner to see what their faces look like after. It all started on April 1 last year, I tried it on an old ladies door first and I laughed until my stomach ached when I saw the look on her face. I quite liked it and it soon became a habit. But one day that habit of mine changed my life forever.
I knocked on someone’s door that lived in my neighbourhood and before I got a chance to sprint away the door opened. I was speechless as soon as he asked me what my name was. Um uh my name is Sarah I said nervously. Well what do you want said the man; I was just looking for Susan I said. Susan who said the man that stared at me constantly, Susan Johnson. Oh Susan Johnson you say, she’s up stairs. How do you know her he said with piercing eyes, I know her from school I said feeling afraid. But does she live here I said again, of course she does I just mentioned that. This is just to weird I thought and with that I ran out the door like there was no tomorrow.
That person had been watching me the whole time I was knocking on peoples door. Soon news spread around the neighbourhood that I had been doing that and even worse it got to my parents and I had to do community service for a month. Which included walking dogs not to mention cleaning up the business they did, mowing lawns and raking leaves. I decided from that day forward I would stop knocking on people’s doors. I think that was the best idea I had come up with in a long time.