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Author: Kailey's Killer
Fiction Rated: K - English - General/Drama - Published: 02-20-04 - Updated: 02-20-04 - id:1530822
"For a long time, I wonder if I should open the door; however, could this bring me happiness and life? But we will never know until it is open." Throughout life, a door will always catapult itself to create wonderment upon its fellow's eyes. Curiosity lurks from within to discover if the opening of the future can aid or odium the individual's life. These doors enables a world of astonishment and imagination to whomever opens the door; whether its sex, drugs, Christianity, and evil, there will always be the door, ready for a grasping tender hand to turn the knob. Curiosity gets the best f us, until we realize or regret the situation. On the other hand, curiosity can change for the better, with the discovery of new innovations in jobs or meeting new faces in social gatherings. We are all guilty of curiosity. A famous cliché -"Curiosity killed the cat," we can all begin to see that our lives depend on curiosity - to shape and define whom we are to represent. Curiosity builds the many fields of 'dangers; that creep us to decide which door to open. These doors can include the decision of the use of drugs, who we may encounter for sex [homosexuality, torture, number of individuals practiced on], Christianity, and other religions - contain doors, ready to be opened by your own struggling hand. Even though doors may seem to be underminded and too much for someone to take, these doors will always be better than a closed brick wall. Whereas, doors creates someone unique way of life, walls will never bring the imagination 'on the table'. Basically, a walled person is never 'free,' unlike the ones will challenging doors. In all of us, we have many doors, sometimes more than others, but we all have them, and these doors are what characterize each and one of us. These doors ill never stop occurring because there will always be a door 'slamming and opening infront of our own faces.' - Mind me, I must go open my door.


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