She slammed the door.

Tom slammed the door.

The wind slammed the door closed.

The wind slammed the door shut.

Somebody knocked at the door.

He knocked at the door.

He knocked on the door.

Tom slammed the door in my face.

Tom knocked on the door.

Tom knocked on the closed door.

He slammed the door right in my face.

Tom slammed the door in Mary's face.

Tom got into the car and slammed the door.

Tom slammed the door as he left the room.

Tom knocked on the front door.

Tom knocked on the bathroom door.

An ugly man knocked on my door.

I was the one who knocked on the door.

And he came up to me and he knocked.

And then he went and knocked an old lady house.

She'd just begun to read the book when someone knocked on the door.

And like, knock like a woodpecker on my door until I opened it up.

Oh my God, I'm done for. The Japanese Federale is knocking at my door, intones a popular new song. A factory is producing carnival masks of the federal police agent, Newton Ishii, the Japanese of Operation Car Wash.

So the police knocked on the door, and told us they were going to arrest us if we carried on mentioning the word venereal disease.

When the crisis hit home, Western economists were much less willing to accept that pain was necessary, or so the explanation goes.

Tom banged his head.

Dad, Mary hit me!

Did you hit your head?

I don't accuse anyone but I cannot say it was a coincidence as the assailant knocked on the door, attacked me and did not steal anything from the house.

He hit his head on the shelf.

Tom slipped and hit his head.

We geared him up, and hugged.

She hit him.

Tom clapped his hands.

Who hit you?

Tom beat me up.

Who punched you?

Tom hit me.

He knocked his knee against the chair.

Tom chatted with Mary.

The motorcycle hit the telegraph pole.

He has broken the record.

She hit him hard.

Tom tapped on the window.

She hit her sister.