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Visits are beautiful. Whether it is family, friends, or a significant other, visiting people is healthy and wonderful. They bring back emotions left in the past which may be positive or negative, but definitely good. Visiting is good for the heart.
By Matt URL on 01.22.2013
I like to visit people. Many people. People from all over. I like to GO places. and i like to see the places that are. That aren’t. that soon will be. I want to visit Germany, i want to see things on my visits i want to explore. there is a never ending thirst for adventure i just need to quench.
By Nora on 01.22.2013
I like to visit new places especially that are very natural like andamans ISlands .
I like pople visiting me. Not the fussy realtives visit though
By ankita on 01.22.2013
I love to visit others and also have others visit me. I like to know when someone is coming. It gives me the motivation to clean and rid up. A visit when you are sick is to make you feel like you matter. I like to visit other countries and other states. I go to many places and learn about new things.
By KEM URL on 01.22.2013
I thought that I would pay a visit to the country where my grandmother once lived. It was in that part of the country that my love for the open spaces and the love of exploring was first born. I can say that a visit would do me good right now.
By victor URL on 01.22.2013
i wish i could visit those most important to me . that would mean visiting heaven . hello to my grandpa who is my inspiration in life . hello to my best friends autumn and chris who i love and miss dearly every day instead i must visit them in my dreams and smile when i think of them
By Tiffany Love on 01.22.2013
I would have liked to visit, but you don’t want me there, and i don’t want to be unwanted. I don’t like that this is how it is.
By Faantjie on 01.22.2013
I love to visit my relatives in my hometown. I want to visit Italy when I start earning. I even want to visit France for it’s fashion. Right now I want to visit my friends.
By Akarsha on 01.22.2013
visiting my parents isn’t that great. I visit them lesser and lesser because i’m at college atm. Visiting your friends is important if you want to keep in touch with them. While you are visitng someone, it comes great to bring a gift.
By Beleuta Tudor on 01.22.2013
He came at five o’clock. For a quick visit. It was perfect, he was beautiful. He kissed me and then he left. He had never kissed me.
By Milka URL on 01.22.2013
ha! visit. visit indeed. i will return home, my first time to see you after your visit. what will we make of this? how will i respond? at the moment i am falling apart and wish to scratch out the air, my skin, my emotions. there are too many complications with me, i cannot help but be afraid of my growing ties with you. you are so sincere, so forthcoming and kind. you are too perfect, and i’m becoming afraid of you.
By Devon Why on 01.22.2013
Im going to visit her. go on the beaches and play in the sand. swim in the water at moon rise and flow on the crystal waters until she grab me.
By Alice Potter on 01.22.2013
i came upon a bridge. the water was frozen. a nice place to visit. a nice place to slide. rocks were stuck in the ice. i gouged one out and threw it onto the ice.
By crumbtop on 01.22.2013
Heading up North to see the grandparents – the 4.5 hour long drive just long enough to be a pain in the ass, especially over a regular weekend – not worth, it really, unless there is at least another half day tacked on – and the kid so excited to see them, bouncing in the back seat for the first half hour before hopefully falling asleep – leaving only the last half hour of “I WANT OUT, I WANT OUT” to deal with.
By Ara URL on 01.22.2013
to my grandparents land in bohol. when my cousins visit us. to my friends home. i dont know. computer. we played. minecraft. it was fun. i really liked minecraft during that visit.
By James A. Presbitero Jr. on 01.22.2013
the family rather than the shops on the week-end, free and feels good.
By Nat on 01.22.2013
Tammy found him strange. The way he would come over to say hi, make awkward small talk, and then leave. She’d invited him in, but he always declined. Uneasy eyes always followed her invitation, and then he’d mumble something about needing to run errands.
By Soft URL on 01.22.2013
He visits at the break of dawn, taking one look at the still, sleeping bodies and peeking into their dreams, drowning himself in the emotions and the chaos until he’s spinning into the brightness of the sun’s first rays.
By Loren URL on 01.22.2013
to visit is to see someone. visiting somebody despite their mental health (or physical health) is so beautiful, to go and visit a friend who needs a hand or to visit somebody is always a nice thing and brings light into anybodies day. visiting someone in another country could be a friend or a pal or anything just some people need to be visited sometimes
By lottie on 01.22.2013
You may receive a visit from the guy who was tricked into buying seven bags of sand.
By lisi URL on 01.22.2013
The speckles of rain hit against the car window and I stare out, bored and a little sick. Being on the road for twelve hours can do that. But I know, when I see the look on my grandmother’s face, it is worth it.
By Kristin Greene on 01.22.2013
He didn’t expect it- this visit from an old friend, and he didn’t know quite how to respond. He sat and he stared at the man, a bit, wondering what had happened to him between then and now and wondering if the ease they had once had around each other would return.
By Chelsea URL on 01.22.2013
To visit is to say hello to an old friend, have them hug you like they haven’t seen you in a billion years, and welcome you to their humble abode. To visit is to cautiously take a step inside, kick off your casual shoes that you scrubbed the night before so you wouldn’t seem like a hobo, and compliment their decorating. To visit is to sit politely on their shaggy couch, cross your legs, one over the other, and smile charmingly at the couple. To visit is to begin talking, small talk at first, but as the conversation continues, verbal diarrhea comes into play sight the both of you. To visit is to laugh at the old times and reminisce about the life you two shared, all of the complications and beauties of a forever lasting friendship. To visit is to look at the time and wish you could have a couple more hours. To visit is to say good bye once again, faces beaming from the after effects of a good time. You say good bye, hop into your car, and drive away, looking back on the visit.
By Hannah on 01.22.2013
Time always seemed to speed up when I was there. I would blink and then it would be time to leave. There should be some scientific law to explain it. If I was better at that sort of thing I would come up with a theory of time rapidation when visiting home. I don’t think rapidation is a word, but when you’re a scientist testing these sort of things isn’t that one of the perks you get? Making up words?
By Elise URL on 01.22.2013
He visited her as often as he could without telling anyone where he was going. They didn’t wonder either, except Emma, who was too curious, and too needy, and too wanting of him, in his opinion. She was the exact opposite of April and he wasn’t sure if he cared for her.
“Where are you going?” She’d ask, when she saw him shrugging on his coat.
And he’d give a vague answer, always
By greekyoghurt URL on 01.22.2013
– – he’s my brother but i’m not his sister
– – she’s my mother but i’m not her daughter
at least, not anymore (or i think so, today?)
i wonder what it’s like to encounter a stranger
everytime they go past the asylum door
By h. b. URL on 01.22.2013
lay down your walls,
your “fuck you’s”
and “maybe laters”
your every reason why
just act like nothing happened
act like old times
and just be us
By NuSol URL on 01.22.2013
They were coming. Family. Opponents, Masters. He didn’t know how to prepare for the emotional onslaught he knew he’d experience on their arrival. All he could do was block the fear, the throttling feeling that they would realize he was not good enough to host them.
By Ann URL on 01.22.2013
go for a while to sit
but not smile
for the one he gives me
is shadowed and worried
does he know today
will he know again
can he see me or
is it just a face,
my hair and brown eyes that look nothing like his
but my teeth and nose
my face, is his.
By CheyenneDrew URL on 01.22.2013
I just returned from a visit to Newburyport, a place that feels like home. Looking out at the bay each morning sends a message to my brain of peace and calm. i could live there. what stops me?
By l on 01.22.2013
She went visit him. On his door she stop and realize that this door was close and there’s nothing the she can do to open it again. Then she left.
By Fabiana URL on 01.22.2013
I visit the place in the back of my mind quite frequently. It welcomes me back with open arms, bright sun beams and the questions i dare to think about. If given all the time in the world to be here, though, i would still leave. The place in the back of my mind isn’t a place I should stay at long.
By RadioactiveFoxx URL on 01.22.2013
To remove yourself from one place to another; usually for the purpose of seeing something or something. Or an excursion witha set time limit, ie. on holiday, for a ‘visit’.
By Caitlin on 01.22.2013
The last time I visited her, her eyes showed she was somewhere else. I knew she was in there, some where. Unable to come out to be with me as she was lost and wondering inside.
I painted her nails and combed her hair. I sat with her, with my head on her shoulder. I like to think the smallest little bit of her left knew it was me. Knew I was there. Knew that I loved her. I hope I was able to comfort the little piece left of this dazzling woman. Amazed how that little piece left, comforted me.
By laurenlauren28 URL on 01.22.2013
I slowly opened the door after I knocked. “Hello?” I didn’t know if they had heard me or not. The house was dark. every candle was blown out. “Anybody home?”
By Serryphae URL on 01.22.2013
She knelt down n the soft, dewy grass, holding out her arms for him. The toddler giggled, and with a toy dinosaur in his mouth, fell into them. She clutched the small life close to her chest; it was the first time she’d met her grandson.
I am here to visit and will not be here long. I am here to show my impact and provide longevity for the world for after I leave. My visit matters, no matter the experience.
By Jackie URL on 01.22.2013
visit the park… it will be fun to play in the snow :)
visit us- we are amazing
visit your parents, they miss you
visit a farm, pet some animals
By kate on 01.22.2013
I love to go and visit a friend, new placeslike naturla sights and or Art measuems.
By anneeconti URL on 01.22.2013
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.