She lay on the floor, her long black hair splayed out all around her head, lying in a pool of dark red blood. Her eyes were wide open, with a look of surprise rather than one of terror. She was nude; her clothes next to her in a neat pile.
A pool of blood dripped at her feet. The memories and screams came flooding back to her. At that instant she froze. All the ghosts of her past haunted her, taunting. She blacked out.
ohh that was cold.
my pants are still at the bottom.
i thought my face shattered when i jumped in.
could have stayed under a little longer, but my lungs felt like they began to sweat – and then shiver. so confused. so cold.
He jumped, trying desperately to take the girl next to him down with him. But much to his dismay she managed to hold on to the fence, and therefore not get completely submerged in the chlorine. Oh well, it was a hot Alabama day, and he needed to cool off, even if he didn’t get to see through her t shirt.
She held her breath, closing her eyes to the blue chlorine-filtered light. The cool water rushed over her head, making her hair heavy and her face chilled.
“You’ve got three seconds until I pull you out of there,” the coach hollered.
She dove into the pool, blonde hair neatly pinned back and wearing a designer swimsuit. It was hard not to be jealous of the rich girl’s life by watching her from afar. But if one were to know about the inner turmoil brewing inside of her, they wouldn’t be so quick to judge.
The living are confronted by the great pool of life. Some stand timidly by the side, waiting for the water to come to them. Never satisfied. But others stretch their arms high high above their heads, force their knees to bend then spring their body between water and earth, then plunge into the pool. Simply for the sensation of living.
Deep below the pool of murky water, I sense the presence of another being. Should I be excited, or afraid? It’s been so long since I’ve seen another form of life. But it couldd be… the Being, back again.
Deep below the pool of murky water, I sense the presence of another being. Should I be excited, or afraid? It’s been so long since I’ve seen another form of life. But it couldd be… the Being, back again.
I was hoping the cute lifeguard would talk to me. I was the ticketgirl and we rarely spoke. One day, I was going to take a break and he pushed me into the pool. He then promptly jumped in and said, “I want to save you.” I’m in love.
I jumped into the stagnant pool,not realizing I would be mired in muck at the bottom. I was stuck. I pulled with all my might and got my foot out–boot left in the muck. Thus I had to find my way out of the muck and mire, without shoes, then without socks. Not
swimming pool, wavy from people jumping in. Wet, cold, lovely when its sunny and outside, grim when its in an old victorian building. Sometimes, they used to put dance floors over the pool. I don’t think they do that these days. You see little pools of water on the pavement or paths sometimes. my dog likes to jump in them and brings her muddy paws into my car, making it both hairy and muddy. I like to splash in them too, in wellington boots.
I used to clean swimming pools in the summer, what a great summer job, swimming all day getting tan, hooking up with misc. nannies all week long. That was the life
Pools are pretty I want a pool and I hate that is is getting cold. I want to live in a hot place with hot people and hot stuff. Pools are nice and best when it is hot very hot.
Pool, Oh god. I do Like pools. Especially the ppol girls. They’re so nice! Sadly , I live quite northern so the only time I could use a pool is like 6 times a ywar
i went swimming in a pool the other day it was blue clorine water, i drank some and then pee’d in the shallow end where all the kids play and the section where there is “no diving” i once did a front flip in the no diving section and got yelled at for diving, i didnt know that flips were the same thing as diving
I have a swimming pool in my backyard. It is wide and clear, and easy to maintain. I don’t swim in it that often, though. I have a low tolerance for cold water
The kids jumped into the pool without hesitation, but I stood at the edge in deep concentration.
I haven’t been in the pool since Mike died. He loved swimming, would go out every day he could, and play with the kids. He left them with me that day, and I can’t seem to brind myself to join them.
It took a year before I was comfortable enough to let them jump in, without me, for fear of them drowining.
Every time we looked at each other, we just drowned. Deeper into a big fat bottomless nothing. But we signed papers to do this. We went to the courthouse. Wore the white and cream suits. Exchanged the rings from Kay’s. We’d said I will, I do. And laughed when we stumbled. How the hell were we supposed to get out of the pool?
I used to swim in pools when I was little I’d think about drowning but I would never be that afraid to not swim. When we got a pool I felt bad because my mom was upset that it was ruining her yard; the way she said it really made me upset, i was only about 9. we never had heat in our pool so i feel bad i didnt use it more often because we lost money and moved away and now we dont even have a pool but we have the beach to swim in even tho i dont swim in the ocean
the pool of blood was stretching out on the floor like a reaching organism getting closer to my foot. i was horrified and wanted to step away from it but i was paralyzed with fear at the same time from those blank eyes staring up into my face.
the pool is just a great tool to cool of or sweat. Yeah thas right it is awful to clean it. My mom build a pool and I prefer to go to the river, just to not clean it, it gets me real mas if i have to. But in summer is good.
Her eyes were dark and blue, like looking into a pool of cold, frigid water. You dip your fingers in and the shock makes you draw back, but had you only stayed in the water longer you would have adapted to the cold and it would in turn have been where you found the most warmth. You would no longer be used to the world without the water and when you removed from it, you would be left shaking and stuttering with the chills.
It was made of green and black meldew. A smeall of the dead rose out of it’s deeper ends. As she bent down she could see a shape of a baby. It was impossible but true. The baby drowned, and the pool swallowed her up as if she belonged to it.
“Come on in!” She stood at the side, looking down into the blue. Light reflected off the surface in strange patterns, dancing over the ceiling. “What are you waiting for?” She stayed still, watching the way the water moved, wondering at the patterns.
i have a pool. its saltwater. i really enjoy swimming in it when it gets hot. water is so cool to me. i love it. just swimming around makes me feel so free and weightless. i feel like a mermaid. i cant imagine anything better really. unless i lose a few.
I love to swin, but who doesn’t? the swimming pool is a great place to spend your time and even children can enjoy the simple pleasures involved. I hope you love to do the same. Many pople miss opportunities to swim, but I feel bad for them. If I couldnt’ swim, the summer would be much less fun. Swimming involves limited amounts of movement, which makes it easier. I need lots of arm and leg strength to swim, although I find my self sometimes lacking.
A pool is a body of water that is man made, and use for recreation or sport purposes. Pools are either public or private. Public pools are generally much bigger because they incorporate the idea of use by many people in a community. Pools are used by people of all ages.
She lay on the floor, her long black hair splayed out all around her head, lying in a pool of dark red blood. Her eyes were wide open, with a look of surprise rather than one of terror. She was nude; her clothes next to her in a neat pile.
A pool of blood dripped at her feet. The memories and screams came flooding back to her. At that instant she froze. All the ghosts of her past haunted her, taunting. She blacked out.
a pool of blood can be a frightening experience. I once lived with a guy who was a pool shark. segregation included being pool by name
ohh that was cold.
my pants are still at the bottom.
i thought my face shattered when i jumped in.
could have stayed under a little longer, but my lungs felt like they began to sweat – and then shiver. so confused. so cold.
He jumped, trying desperately to take the girl next to him down with him. But much to his dismay she managed to hold on to the fence, and therefore not get completely submerged in the chlorine. Oh well, it was a hot Alabama day, and he needed to cool off, even if he didn’t get to see through her t shirt.
The crystal water beckons… the pressure of it all… the dripping, drippyness… the release is eminent..pee!
where late summer nights come to an end and the brisk dry towel removes all the worries from the previous day
She held her breath, closing her eyes to the blue chlorine-filtered light. The cool water rushed over her head, making her hair heavy and her face chilled.
“You’ve got three seconds until I pull you out of there,” the coach hollered.
She dove into the pool, blonde hair neatly pinned back and wearing a designer swimsuit. It was hard not to be jealous of the rich girl’s life by watching her from afar. But if one were to know about the inner turmoil brewing inside of her, they wouldn’t be so quick to judge.
The living are confronted by the great pool of life. Some stand timidly by the side, waiting for the water to come to them. Never satisfied. But others stretch their arms high high above their heads, force their knees to bend then spring their body between water and earth, then plunge into the pool. Simply for the sensation of living.
Deep below the pool of murky water, I sense the presence of another being. Should I be excited, or afraid? It’s been so long since I’ve seen another form of life. But it couldd be… the Being, back again.
Deep below the pool of murky water, I sense the presence of another being. Should I be excited, or afraid? It’s been so long since I’ve seen another form of life. But it couldd be… the Being, back again.
The pool of water wasn’t quite what she expected, considering it was a 92-degree day in the middle of July.
The water was a clear blue; not the kind of blue that water actually is, which isn’t blue at all, but the kind of blue that’s actually blue.
i wish i had one. a pool of emotions. i rarely get emotional. over anything. sorry mom. if i do get emotional, i hide it.
I was hoping the cute lifeguard would talk to me. I was the ticketgirl and we rarely spoke. One day, I was going to take a break and he pushed me into the pool. He then promptly jumped in and said, “I want to save you.” I’m in love.
I jumped into the stagnant pool,not realizing I would be mired in muck at the bottom. I was stuck. I pulled with all my might and got my foot out–boot left in the muck. Thus I had to find my way out of the muck and mire, without shoes, then without socks. Not
swimming pool, wavy from people jumping in. Wet, cold, lovely when its sunny and outside, grim when its in an old victorian building. Sometimes, they used to put dance floors over the pool. I don’t think they do that these days. You see little pools of water on the pavement or paths sometimes. my dog likes to jump in them and brings her muddy paws into my car, making it both hairy and muddy. I like to splash in them too, in wellington boots.
I used to clean swimming pools in the summer, what a great summer job, swimming all day getting tan, hooking up with misc. nannies all week long. That was the life
pool
It was a hot summer day, and I jumped in the pool. THe sweat mixed with the chlorinated water, and i was at complete bliss.
Pools are pretty I want a pool and I hate that is is getting cold. I want to live in a hot place with hot people and hot stuff. Pools are nice and best when it is hot very hot.
timothy winters goes to school, with eyes as wide as a football pool.
Pool, Oh god. I do Like pools. Especially the ppol girls. They’re so nice! Sadly , I live quite northern so the only time I could use a pool is like 6 times a ywar
i went swimming in a pool the other day it was blue clorine water, i drank some and then pee’d in the shallow end where all the kids play and the section where there is “no diving” i once did a front flip in the no diving section and got yelled at for diving, i didnt know that flips were the same thing as diving
The pool in my backyard houses many memories, good and bad, of me and my husband making love, making excuses, and making time for separating.
I have a swimming pool in my backyard. It is wide and clear, and easy to maintain. I don’t swim in it that often, though. I have a low tolerance for cold water
The kids jumped into the pool without hesitation, but I stood at the edge in deep concentration.
I haven’t been in the pool since Mike died. He loved swimming, would go out every day he could, and play with the kids. He left them with me that day, and I can’t seem to brind myself to join them.
It took a year before I was comfortable enough to let them jump in, without me, for fear of them drowining.
i want a pool
pools are fun
except when dorothy and my dad got married it ruined pools for me
THAT
FUCKING
..sorry..DUCKING
BITCH
Every time we looked at each other, we just drowned. Deeper into a big fat bottomless nothing. But we signed papers to do this. We went to the courthouse. Wore the white and cream suits. Exchanged the rings from Kay’s. We’d said I will, I do. And laughed when we stumbled. How the hell were we supposed to get out of the pool?
one day there was a girl who had to fart, so she went to a pool and farted.
The end.
I used to swim in pools when I was little I’d think about drowning but I would never be that afraid to not swim. When we got a pool I felt bad because my mom was upset that it was ruining her yard; the way she said it really made me upset, i was only about 9. we never had heat in our pool so i feel bad i didnt use it more often because we lost money and moved away and now we dont even have a pool but we have the beach to swim in even tho i dont swim in the ocean
the pool of blood was stretching out on the floor like a reaching organism getting closer to my foot. i was horrified and wanted to step away from it but i was paralyzed with fear at the same time from those blank eyes staring up into my face.
the pool is just a great tool to cool of or sweat. Yeah thas right it is awful to clean it. My mom build a pool and I prefer to go to the river, just to not clean it, it gets me real mas if i have to. But in summer is good.
Her eyes were dark and blue, like looking into a pool of cold, frigid water. You dip your fingers in and the shock makes you draw back, but had you only stayed in the water longer you would have adapted to the cold and it would in turn have been where you found the most warmth. You would no longer be used to the world without the water and when you removed from it, you would be left shaking and stuttering with the chills.
swimming pool
It was made of green and black meldew. A smeall of the dead rose out of it’s deeper ends. As she bent down she could see a shape of a baby. It was impossible but true. The baby drowned, and the pool swallowed her up as if she belonged to it.
“Come on in!” She stood at the side, looking down into the blue. Light reflected off the surface in strange patterns, dancing over the ceiling. “What are you waiting for?” She stayed still, watching the way the water moved, wondering at the patterns.
Then someone pushed her in.
i have a pool. its saltwater. i really enjoy swimming in it when it gets hot. water is so cool to me. i love it. just swimming around makes me feel so free and weightless. i feel like a mermaid. i cant imagine anything better really. unless i lose a few.
I love to swin, but who doesn’t? the swimming pool is a great place to spend your time and even children can enjoy the simple pleasures involved. I hope you love to do the same. Many pople miss opportunities to swim, but I feel bad for them. If I couldnt’ swim, the summer would be much less fun. Swimming involves limited amounts of movement, which makes it easier. I need lots of arm and leg strength to swim, although I find my self sometimes lacking.
A pool is a body of water that is man made, and use for recreation or sport purposes. Pools are either public or private. Public pools are generally much bigger because they incorporate the idea of use by many people in a community. Pools are used by people of all ages.