Jekyl and Hyde

Authors Note: I felt the motifs of light and the door were important concepts in Jekyll and Hyde. I wanted my short story to give an eerie feeling of the door but also thoughts on what is behind the door that no one opens. Light is an important motif that gives the reader an emotion of fear and unsureness. No one feels comfortable in a dark surrounding, so putting the eerie house with the locked door in a dark street was important. The character wants solitary which is found in the house but soon finds the solitary of the dark road. Something that other people never realized that was coated behind their fear.

Looking back, the door became smaller and smaller. Its indents and molds became blurred and its large lock became a small metal hole. The street began to grow longer and longer. I was in a never-ending line, the more steps I took the further away the door was. I stole through the street, a stranger to my own small city, and coming to the house I saw the never ending gap. I was locked out. I was trapped. There was nothing that would get me to the other side. The happy side. The side full of light. The side full of answers. Behind the door there was no crying, sorrow or melancholy feelings. But on the outside it was not noticible."never judge a book by its cover" people say. The eerie outside of the door filled with moss and spider webs shaded the meaning and purpose of the door. On the outside people were afraid of the old house that was abandoned. The dust on the windowsill and broken glass was a eye-sore to the house. Mice scurried along the roof. Every lamp post on the street was broken, unable to guide citizens at night.  I was the only one who wanted to step inside. I was locked from solitary and there was nothing that was going to change that. I looked around the house, to the left of the street to the right. The snow began to pile quietly on the stranded, dark road. There were no sounds of people whispering to each other or of children yelling and playing in the next street over. It was completely silent and still. And at that moment I decided to sit on the stair of the old broken house, and think in solitary.