For my entire life “The Door” meant someone was leaving and never coming back. As I got older I was able to read people emotions and actions better and sometimes I’d even inform my family or whoever I was staying with at the time, whether it was at my dad’s or my mum’s or even my grandma’s someone was leaving and wasn’t coming back. Not long ago I had a fight with my best friend. “The Door”. This was my friend from kindergarten and I had let them go. As the door slammed I knew that was the end.