covered

September 2nd, 2012 | 338 Entries

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338 Entries for “covered”

  1. Covered in blood, he stood over the body with the knife in his hand, he began crying as he looked at her cold and colourless corpse. “What have I done? Why did she scream? WHAT KIND OF MONSTER AM I?” He thought to himself as a tear rolled down his cheek, because he had just killed the woman he loved.

    by Tirloid on 09.02.2012
  2. You covered me in a blanket of snow,
    I froze with your touch
    You melted me with a glance
    I again awoke.

    by Shu Liu on 09.02.2012
  3. the ceiling is covered, but not fully covering you everywhere you go. People feel security in being covered. Without a shelter or covering we would be nothing. covering relates to every aspect of our lives.

    by Victoria on 09.02.2012
  4. i was covered head to toes, under the blankets, sheets and pillows. giggling like crazy when i found you with my cold feet and you would jump up and start chasing me wish your fingers running down my back.

    by JoJo on 09.02.2012
  5. It was to be a covered dish — not an uncovered dish. She fretted over this for a little while, as her signature potluck thing was a crazy cake, and that was not a covered dish. Not really, The frosting was right out there for all to see, hardly a thing you wanted to cover up. Yet, in the end, that’s what she brought again. She covered the pan with foil so that it would qualify.

    by Kathleen Gabriel on 09.02.2012
  6. our lives, are covered in fear, covered under the blanket of the most judgemental people. but sometimes, we’re covered in love and compassion, we keeps us going.

    by joy on 09.02.2012
  7. I was covered with an immense amount of snow. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe, I was dead. As dead as it comes. Not like, going to die kind of dead, but dead. This is not where my story ends though, my story ends a few days ago. after the crash.

    by James on 09.02.2012
  8. walking in a winter wonderland, i am covered with snow from head to toe and i’m about to lose control as i’m going through withdrawl from wall to wall in a sea of shining faces, i see…

  9. The ground was cold and hard.

    by Kelsey on 09.02.2012
  10. there i was, all covered in mud. how did i get here? i don’t remember a thing. and now i couldn’t get myself out of the guck. it was pulling me in further! help! help! i called out to no one because there wasn’t a soul around who could hear me. the planes were flying overhead so low that every other sound was drowned out.

    by nurturing on 09.02.2012
  11. Don’t you just feel safe when you’re covered by a safety blanket. A safety blanket like your bed or food or whatever you use to comfort you and make you feel like you have the general feeling of “being covered”

    by Chris on 09.02.2012
  12. It late at night and I don’t know what the hell to write about the word covered screw you Josh!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No, stop saying the word penis. I don’t like you right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  13. Once, I was respected.. Needed. The rattle of wooden wheels as they clattered across my crossbeams still echo in long forgotten memories. Far below even now, the river endlessly rushing past.. glints of sunlight captured as moments of reflective beauty. Rainbows into eternity. Now all I can do is stretch my boards and wait… reduced to little more than a home for wayward birds and amateur fishermen alike. Once, I was respected… Needed…

  14. i feel covered. under the covers. face cover. c is a nice letter. cats also start with c. which came first the chicken or the egg.

    by amelia Corrada on 09.02.2012
  15. The old farmhouse was peeling and tired. The porch sagged under the cloudy skies as if it had nothing left to live for, to give to. Darkness covered the farm.

    by CJS on 09.02.2012
  16. I was covered in blankets that night. I have never felt as comforted as I have then. All i remember was screaming, banging, sharp fists. I don’t want to replay it but it happens. It happens when I don’t want it too. Alone in my room it happens at night. Replaying over and over again.

    by Haley on 09.02.2012
  17. The covered bench held two people. Actually, two lovers. The two lovers were enjoying a day in the park, and were siting together in each others arms.

  18. i am covered with love and support, this is something i am not used to, i am usually the one to cover a person with a net of warm squishy love.

  19. I thought I covered it up pretty well.
    But apparently he heard me vomiting through the paper-thin walls of the hotel.

    by MD on 09.02.2012
  20. I think about the women with their heads covered over in the middle east. Not sure if this is for religion or if it is the culture, or both. But sometimes it makes me think about well… I guess how others will treat the covered women if they were in america. I saw that happen one time and i feared for her safety.

    by Fatima on 09.02.2012
  21. I am covered with a blanket. I love the feeling, at night it’s very comforting. I feel safe. I feel like if someone were to walk in, they wouldn’t see me and I could sneak up on him and hit him on the head if i wanted to. I wish i could be covered in daisies. That would be something else. I would feel so part of the earth.

    by Malia on 09.02.2012
  22. The rain hit suddenly, forewarned only by a quick gust of wind. The couple ran toward the covered bridge in the middle of the park over the lake. Only one was drenched, while the other stared longingly, invisible to the one they loved.

  23. The door to the pub slammed open, causing the small building to shake. A woman stood in the door, hunched and wicked-looking, covered from head to toe in frost as if she had wrapped herself in a sheet of snow.
    “Water,” she muttered, her voice gritty and almost cringe-worthy. She limped into the building, keeping her head low and shooting the bartender an acidic stare. “Get me hot water.”

  24. She covered herself with things she was not. She put layer upon layer on herself in the hopes of destroying the girl that she hated. But that girl was who she truly was. So while she flashed that fake smile, the layers started to chip away.

  25. I am covered in skin, no one gets to come in, pull me out from inside, I am folded and unfolded and unfolding, I am colorblind

  26. in rain. john mayer. smothered. chocolate covered strawberries. blanket. blankey. tarp. circus. wagon. amish people.

    by Brittany on 09.02.2012
  27. i am covered with grief. a deep grief from unknown places. covered is my soul with a shroud of doubt and confusion. I am covered completely. covered and alone.

    by Eliza Jane on 09.02.2012
  28. She looked up at him with her hazy crystal eyes, still glossy from her tears. Before she could say sorry, beg him to understand, tell him how wrong she felt, he covered her shivering body with their big blue comforter, put his arm around her and kissed her forehead that, now, no longer creased from worry.

  29. “I’ve got everything covered!” I retorted hotly, red embarrassment creeping into my cheeks. To my utter humiliation, this only seemed to amuse him.
    He snorted, looking at me dubiously. “The way things are going, you’ll be dead by next week.”

  30. in blood. in shame. in love. in freedom. in dirt. in paint. in fear. in name.

    up.

    by Joshua Jennings on 09.02.2012
  31. The ice covered my senses. The cold so paralyzing I couldn’t even tell what was real and what was fantasy. He looked me in the eye and laughed. He knew his plan. He knew my fate. A frozen fate for eternity. With Loki, my one true love. A jotun…

    by Courtney Steele on 09.02.2012
  32. You overwhelmed me with your love
    completely took over
    covered me within the boundaries
    and held me closely, tightly
    never letting go.
    Please, for as long as you can,
    Cover me, wholesomely and always keep me near
    Never ever let go of me
    until i turn blue, and even then keep holding me
    Because the loving comforter of your cover covers me

    by Melissa on 09.02.2012
  33. hijab. beauty. modesty. mind. thoughts. intriguing, mystery, wonder, beautiful.

    by SomeoneSomone on 09.02.2012
  34. covered in snow, i shiver and shake, let me inside for goodness sake! encased in white, but what a sight. the snow is falling, falling fast, not a care i have

  35. Emma covered herself with her favorite blankets as she lied on the hammock and looked up at the stars. It was her one time a day where she could completely relax and think about everything. She began to wonder what the next day would bring her. Everything lately had felt like she was just going through the motions, always talking to the same people, doing the same activities, and just living life in the usual. She continued to think of how things could change for her. And then it came to her.

    by Jenna on 09.02.2012
  36. During the last week, I have covered eight stories.

    Yup, you read that right: EIGHT.

    I am not sure if I am working as a general reporter or an editor (I was hired to take the position as a news editor, but I don’t really feel like I am).

    So guess what I’m doing now? Brainstorming some story ideas to cover for next week’s issue.

    (Yes, we are weekly).

    Read me! http://www.nevadasagebrush.com :)

  37. Covered in snow I shiver and shake. Let me inside for goodness sake! It’s feezing out here, my breath I can see, let me inside or an icicle i will be.

    by Kristopher Ross on 09.02.2012
  38. I was covered on all angles. Joe and James were on my right and Harry and Daniel on my left. Four guys were in front and behind me. To this day I don’t know how that bullet pierced my heart.

  39. I think of my face being covered in make up. The make up that makes me look prettier than I really am. Or so I think. I don’t really like wearing make up. I like doing my make up. It just seems fake and that’s what I don’t like. I do like being covered during sex, though. I don’t like him seeing my face even if it’s the “sexiest thing ever” I don’t like it.

    by Amber on 09.02.2012
  40. Leave it alone, I’m blanketed in hate. Covered in the sick feeling of despair that comes with the territory. It isn’t worth the pain, I’m not worth the pain. Veloir le pain. I don’t think that’s right. I can’t speak French.

    by Snuff on 09.02.2012