in the whirlwind of time i never expected to end up here, with you, like this, and to feel this way.
i’m so glad we did, that i’m with you every day, and that you make all the bad thoughts go away.
And shout! Everyone, join in! It was wonderful seeing everyone dance and do the twist together. No one was concerned about what was happening in the outside world, all that mattered was enjoying life right here and right now. Twist!
twisting and turning in bed, sleep refuses to overcome my tired eyes and mind tonight. I watch the moonlight streaming in through the cracks in the curtains, reminding me of witches, magic and unpleasant things.
i hear the doorknob twist, and the soft footsteps of strange feet.
i feel the knife in my stomach, and the way it twists to make sure i bleed.
Twist and Shout!
Words from a song from my younger days! What fun to get together with girlfriends and dance the night away! Good times. So much laghter!
it was a twist of fate, one I never could have dreamt up myself. I had never expected to see her again, that girl who had come into my coffee shop just six months ago. She’s been like a lightning bolt, one strike and then never to be seen again. A mythical, magical creature. But now, here she was, in the most banal of places.
Twist and shout!
A song that comes to mind from my early years. What fun to get together with friends at a slumber party and dance the night away! Oh the Fun! Oh the laughs!
Twist, twisting, twisted. Versions of twist and I cannot really choose on to write about. People can twist something, they can be twisting or be twisted. All of which have different meanings that honestly I cannot comprehend. Twist… It’s a metaphor.
twisting is the craziest thing I’ve ever done in my life it simply is weird as anything. You can play twister or do the twist. Like what even? I don’t understand how something so simple can be in the category of so many other things. Twisters are fun! Twisting is fun. You just go round and round and round and round and round and round… You get my point. TWIST TO THE FLOOR I DARE YOU. Punk.
I twist and turn and spin and fall and all I ever do is end up tangled in my own thoughts, and I fight against them as they slither and slip and slide and coil around me until they choke and suffocate and smother and strangle and kill.
T-w-i-s-t. Easy right? Not so simple when you are writing an essay about it. its hard. You try. I mean come on who can write a five hundred word essay. It is summer to. It’s due next school year. We aren’t even gonna get to see him! Here is what I have so far: T-w-i-s-t. you turn. It turns. You are twisting. It is twisting. it is like a pretzel. Twisting at every curve. A pretzel with cheese.
I twisted through the tunnel. Just trying to find the other side. That was when I saw the light. I crept towards it. Trying so hard to get to the end. Then I could see the light and when I was almost there I hit something with a thud. The light dropped? How? That’s when I noticed the light was not the crack of day, but the glowing of a flashlight. I picked up the flashlight and shined it ahead of me What did I run into? Then I see the owner of the flashlight.
I always liked the idea of Oliver Twist but if I am being honest here, and its unfortunate that I am, I never read the story! I am not sure that I ever will and I think that has to be okay with me. Matter of fact, was it even Oliver Twist?!
I twisted through the tunnel. Just trying to find the other side. That was when I saw the light. I crept towards it. Trying so hard to get to the end. Then I could see the light and when I was almost there I hit something with a thud. The light dropped? How? That’s when I noticed the light was not the crack of day, but the glowing of a flashlight. I picked up the flashlight and shined it ahead of me What did I run into? Then I see the owner of the flashlight
He did the twist and they danced all night along until he twisted so hard he heard a loud “snap!” Suddenly he was on the ground and there was a shooting pain going down his leg.
Twist is the word you use for when you twist something like a preztal which is what I do. I am a preztal maker and I work with my dad, my mom, and two brothers. I have to work in the shop all summer since I have nothing better to do. After my shift is done I go and get ice cream from the shop across the street.
When the tornado blew there was a twist of wind, they had to stay in the classroom. All they had to eat was goldfish. Kiwi and Tarney survived the tornado but no one else did because they stole all the goldfish. Although one person survived. Kiwi’s husband Blake Gray and they ended up living happily ever after with children that liked goldfish. Tarney became an Aunt figure for Kiwi’s children.
it was a regular day, or so i though . it was sunny and the wind was ever so slight blowing lightly through my hair. then it came the storm. I noticed it first when the wind picked up and started blowing really hard. then the dark clods started rolling in. they looked like a thousand black sheep in the sky. the next thing i noticed was the rain, it was just misting but then it picked up into a full thunder storm. we all took cover and the sun umbrella twisted out of its stand and crashed to the ground.
He would never suspect it. The twist that lied ahead. The path that would change his world forever. Not just his but everyone around him, and it all lied within a package laying on his front porch.
Today is going to be fun. We are going to ride a roller-coaster with all of these twists and turns to make the ride fun. there is this really tall coaster that has so many twists and turns and makes your stomach turn upside down. Everything is so fun.
Twisting, flaring, twirling. The flames leaped up high, cascading down in a swirl of sparks. The heat and glow highlighted the starry night, the moon faint in comparison. Marshmallows weren’t worthy of this magnificent bonfire.
I have been dancing for ever and it was late at night. We had all been doing the twist for quite some time and my back is hurting. I’ve been doing this for so long because I don’t know any more dance moves.
The branches were twisted but I didn’t care I was running for my life. I was slower than usual but then again I did twist my ankle on the way in the woods, running for life.
The world started to twist and turn, all angles of reality turning to mush. There was no escape, there was never any escape. This was how it was meant to end. The end of everything.
The line crackles as she continues, “…only if you can manage to speak to me like you mean it or having something of worth to actually share…” but then it cuts into perfect silence. Did she hang up? What the hell! Maybe the connection dropped. I could use a breather anyway. But what now? Do I call or take some other action, no hesitation, just make like an arrow and shoot over to the target location? Time is ticking and I’m kicking a stone down the sidewalk as indecisions multiply, twist up my insides, yet I have nothing to hide. Everything stacks on my side or does it?
You are going down the hill to your cousin’s house,having been called to help out with the new furniture. Stopping at the red light, you wait until the traffic light turns green, telling you it’s safe. Only that, that day, it wasn’t. Taking three quick steps forward, you don’t see the white car speeding up behind you at the intersection. You feel it, before you see it.
It hits your hip, knocks you off your feet. Your head hits the concrete, face foward. You feel dizzy for a moment, but other than that alright, so you get up, holding yourself upright on the hood of the car. Looking down on it, you notice red drops covering the innocent white color of the car.
You realize it’s your own blood, before your feet crumble and you fall down again.
When I think of the word twist i think of oliver twist and how he had to go a long time with out food, which I love. Food is the only thing that keeps me content, and if I had to a week without my favorite food (like bailey), then I think I would be devastated. the only reason why is that food is comforting, and when i’m stressed i eat.
Pretzels are really yummy. So are cinnamon twists. Like at a baseball game. Baseball is fun.. The braves aren’t that good, but the games are fun to watch if they win. Freddy Freeman hit a home-run in the first game of the year. They lost to the nationals.
I twist around to swing my golf club and hit the ball, i twist around to do hoolahooping. I twist around when I am working on two things at once. AN airplane twist around when it does a barrel role in the sky and my dog twist around when he runs to go get a ball that i threw.
i twisted to see his face so handsome and strong his hands felt he looked me in the eyes and kissed my lips
in the whirlwind of time i never expected to end up here, with you, like this, and to feel this way.
i’m so glad we did, that i’m with you every day, and that you make all the bad thoughts go away.
and the calm is all i could ask for.
And shout! Everyone, join in! It was wonderful seeing everyone dance and do the twist together. No one was concerned about what was happening in the outside world, all that mattered was enjoying life right here and right now. Twist!
twisting and turning in bed, sleep refuses to overcome my tired eyes and mind tonight. I watch the moonlight streaming in through the cracks in the curtains, reminding me of witches, magic and unpleasant things.
i hear the doorknob twist, and the soft footsteps of strange feet.
i feel the knife in my stomach, and the way it twists to make sure i bleed.
a twisted mind makes many enemies.
Turning down the fickle path, we swung our arms forwards and backwards -twisting and turning, our fulcrum waists tumbling towards the open aperture.
the woman twisted her ankle when she did a karate move she could not get off the couch until 3 months later ouch!!!!!
Twist and Shout!
Words from a song from my younger days! What fun to get together with girlfriends and dance the night away! Good times. So much laghter!
it was a twist of fate, one I never could have dreamt up myself. I had never expected to see her again, that girl who had come into my coffee shop just six months ago. She’s been like a lightning bolt, one strike and then never to be seen again. A mythical, magical creature. But now, here she was, in the most banal of places.
Twist and shout!
A song that comes to mind from my early years. What fun to get together with friends at a slumber party and dance the night away! Oh the Fun! Oh the laughs!
to do the twist
with your friends
in the best day of your life
swing and jump to one side
to have the time of your life
Twist, twisting, twisted. Versions of twist and I cannot really choose on to write about. People can twist something, they can be twisting or be twisted. All of which have different meanings that honestly I cannot comprehend. Twist… It’s a metaphor.
twisting is the craziest thing I’ve ever done in my life it simply is weird as anything. You can play twister or do the twist. Like what even? I don’t understand how something so simple can be in the category of so many other things. Twisters are fun! Twisting is fun. You just go round and round and round and round and round and round… You get my point. TWIST TO THE FLOOR I DARE YOU. Punk.
I twist and turn and spin and fall and all I ever do is end up tangled in my own thoughts, and I fight against them as they slither and slip and slide and coil around me until they choke and suffocate and smother and strangle and kill.
T-w-i-s-t. Easy right? Not so simple when you are writing an essay about it. its hard. You try. I mean come on who can write a five hundred word essay. It is summer to. It’s due next school year. We aren’t even gonna get to see him! Here is what I have so far: T-w-i-s-t. you turn. It turns. You are twisting. It is twisting. it is like a pretzel. Twisting at every curve. A pretzel with cheese.
I twisted through the tunnel. Just trying to find the other side. That was when I saw the light. I crept towards it. Trying so hard to get to the end. Then I could see the light and when I was almost there I hit something with a thud. The light dropped? How? That’s when I noticed the light was not the crack of day, but the glowing of a flashlight. I picked up the flashlight and shined it ahead of me What did I run into? Then I see the owner of the flashlight.
I always liked the idea of Oliver Twist but if I am being honest here, and its unfortunate that I am, I never read the story! I am not sure that I ever will and I think that has to be okay with me. Matter of fact, was it even Oliver Twist?!
I twisted through the tunnel. Just trying to find the other side. That was when I saw the light. I crept towards it. Trying so hard to get to the end. Then I could see the light and when I was almost there I hit something with a thud. The light dropped? How? That’s when I noticed the light was not the crack of day, but the glowing of a flashlight. I picked up the flashlight and shined it ahead of me What did I run into? Then I see the owner of the flashlight
He did the twist and they danced all night along until he twisted so hard he heard a loud “snap!” Suddenly he was on the ground and there was a shooting pain going down his leg.
Twist is the word you use for when you twist something like a preztal which is what I do. I am a preztal maker and I work with my dad, my mom, and two brothers. I have to work in the shop all summer since I have nothing better to do. After my shift is done I go and get ice cream from the shop across the street.
When the tornado blew there was a twist of wind, they had to stay in the classroom. All they had to eat was goldfish. Kiwi and Tarney survived the tornado but no one else did because they stole all the goldfish. Although one person survived. Kiwi’s husband Blake Gray and they ended up living happily ever after with children that liked goldfish. Tarney became an Aunt figure for Kiwi’s children.
it was a regular day, or so i though . it was sunny and the wind was ever so slight blowing lightly through my hair. then it came the storm. I noticed it first when the wind picked up and started blowing really hard. then the dark clods started rolling in. they looked like a thousand black sheep in the sky. the next thing i noticed was the rain, it was just misting but then it picked up into a full thunder storm. we all took cover and the sun umbrella twisted out of its stand and crashed to the ground.
She would never know it until it hit him that day. Her mind had been going crazy ever since
He would never suspect it. The twist that lied ahead. The path that would change his world forever. Not just his but everyone around him, and it all lied within a package laying on his front porch.
Today is going to be fun. We are going to ride a roller-coaster with all of these twists and turns to make the ride fun. there is this really tall coaster that has so many twists and turns and makes your stomach turn upside down. Everything is so fun.
Twisting, flaring, twirling. The flames leaped up high, cascading down in a swirl of sparks. The heat and glow highlighted the starry night, the moon faint in comparison. Marshmallows weren’t worthy of this magnificent bonfire.
I have been dancing for ever and it was late at night. We had all been doing the twist for quite some time and my back is hurting. I’ve been doing this for so long because I don’t know any more dance moves.
The evil witch twisted her nose at the stench of her potion.
“Smells gross.” Her assistant said. The witch cackled and stirred the potion.
The branches were twisted but I didn’t care I was running for my life. I was slower than usual but then again I did twist my ankle on the way in the woods, running for life.
The world started to twist and turn, all angles of reality turning to mush. There was no escape, there was never any escape. This was how it was meant to end. The end of everything.
I twist and turn. The night flashes before me. I hate it. I want normal. My home, my parents, my life.
I was sitting at the lunch room table. And all of the sudden my friend said a twisted sentence, “I really like donald Trump!!!” said Hailey
The line crackles as she continues, “…only if you can manage to speak to me like you mean it or having something of worth to actually share…” but then it cuts into perfect silence. Did she hang up? What the hell! Maybe the connection dropped. I could use a breather anyway. But what now? Do I call or take some other action, no hesitation, just make like an arrow and shoot over to the target location? Time is ticking and I’m kicking a stone down the sidewalk as indecisions multiply, twist up my insides, yet I have nothing to hide. Everything stacks on my side or does it?
You are going down the hill to your cousin’s house,having been called to help out with the new furniture. Stopping at the red light, you wait until the traffic light turns green, telling you it’s safe. Only that, that day, it wasn’t. Taking three quick steps forward, you don’t see the white car speeding up behind you at the intersection. You feel it, before you see it.
It hits your hip, knocks you off your feet. Your head hits the concrete, face foward. You feel dizzy for a moment, but other than that alright, so you get up, holding yourself upright on the hood of the car. Looking down on it, you notice red drops covering the innocent white color of the car.
You realize it’s your own blood, before your feet crumble and you fall down again.
“Wow, a twizzler sounds delicious right now,” said not one ever,
Twist and turns and incredible speeds the roller coaster that I was on was very fun and fast. It also has a lot of quick turns.
The roller coaster had a lot of twist and turns! That was the fastest ride there.
All the twists in the books were making the book very interesting.
When I think of the word twist i think of oliver twist and how he had to go a long time with out food, which I love. Food is the only thing that keeps me content, and if I had to a week without my favorite food (like bailey), then I think I would be devastated. the only reason why is that food is comforting, and when i’m stressed i eat.
Pretzels are really yummy. So are cinnamon twists. Like at a baseball game. Baseball is fun.. The braves aren’t that good, but the games are fun to watch if they win. Freddy Freeman hit a home-run in the first game of the year. They lost to the nationals.
I twist around to swing my golf club and hit the ball, i twist around to do hoolahooping. I twist around when I am working on two things at once. AN airplane twist around when it does a barrel role in the sky and my dog twist around when he runs to go get a ball that i threw.