closet door

He had been exactly in line with the closet door.

Feeling my way along the back wall, I found the closet door.

I raised my head in time to see the closet door start to open.

I turned around and looked at myself in the long mirror of a closet door.

Now a light came from the bedroom and he heard the closet door open.

Between the foot of the bed and the closet door, I saw a person in my room.

As he reaches for the closet door I stand back.

Standing just on the other side of the closet door, listening?

A closet door hung open on the far side of the bed.

The closet door was open a crack, the light off inside.

To the right of where he stood, the closet door was shut.

She closed the closet door and led me down a hall.

She looked at herself in the mirror on her closet door.

He looked and saw she was pointing toward the closet door.

Joe saw something dark at the edge of a closet door.

They get up and walk over to the mirror on the closet door.

He went back through the house to the front hall and opened the closet door there.

No longer do I stand at the closet door wondering what to put on.

I got up a couple of times, opened the closet door, and just looked at it sitting there.

Philip played with the closet door in the front room.

She went into the bedroom and opened the closet door.

I came back to life when Gerard moved toward the closet door.

I opened the closet door all the way, so the mirror was against the wall.

Otherwise, why would it not simply pull open the closet door?

Dana asked, after he had stood before his open closet door for a full five minutes.