I was startled by the ringing phone. ‘Who calls people at 12 at night?’ I thought to myself sleepily. I picked up the phone, and I heard my sister weeping. My blood ran cold. “What?” I asked. “Dad…is dead.”, she choked out.
I startled miss marple on the stairs that lead to the room where she keeps the cabbages. I’m the only one who knows they are full of crack cocaine and she sells them in the ghetto.
There is nothing fascinating about how utterly startled I was when I found out my parents were splitting. My life would change, my entire world would look slightly dimmer. I had become older, I knew love didn’t always last until death did them part.
The startled word has arrived to me quite often tonight. I have left the web-page for hours and returned just to find that the word remains the same. I would appreciate it, if it were different but this is ne’er the case and I find myself wondering what the changed word would be if it did change at any point.
she was startled when she looked around the corner. silly cat lazing in the sunlight. i want to kill it. she listlessly floated down the stairs. the wrought iron cooling her stroking hand. softly touching looking for something. anything to soothe the pain
i was startled to hear the noise in the bushes. i ran away screaming. i think it was a rascal! anyway, we were really freaked out and i screamed like a little girl and flapped my arms as i ran away screeching like a banshee.
His words, they startled me. He’s not attracted to women? What is this? How could he not be attracted to women? It didn’t make sense to me. My world was spinning; I couldn’t make sense of it. Smiling my way through the rest of the conversation, I felt like a huge weight had been put on my chest. When we hung up that night – that dark, painful night – I cried.
He was shocked by the sheer wind that gripped him as he walked out of his door. with each passing moment he felt another bump on his skin rising and becoming erect. he shook his head and walked down the front stairs.
I was startled by the loud knocking noise at the door. A group of people stood outside, waiting for me to answer. I peeped through the hole in the door, wondering who was behind me. To my amazement, Stephen Christian and a few strangers peered back at me. Why would they be here? What is their purpose? I don’t understand.
I turned, startled, at the sound of his voice. I hadn’t seen him in ages and the fact that he didn’t belong here only crossed my mind for a second. He smiled and said something quietly that I couldn’t quite make out. All I knew was that seeing him was the best thing that had happened to me in weeks.
afraid, not knowing wat to do, completley taken by storm
unexpecting
fearful
confused
panicing
running with your head chopped off
screaming
processing
wondering
wtf??
not knowing
I was so startled when i saw my brothers head in his ass literally for the first time. I thought to myself, what an idiot. But then again, we all knew it was bound to happen some time.
what happens when I look in the mirror after a long night of drinking, or after hooking up with a girl, especially the one that I did not too long ago, a couple days ago. She was a biter, so when I woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror before I got in the shower, I was startled at how I looked. She was sexy though.
It’s a light comfortable rolling kind of surprise. When you’re startled you don’t worry about what’s happening because after the initial shock you know you’ll be ok. It doesn’t last.
I was startled to find her standing there with her blue raincoat one, waiting for the taxi cab. I had already told her an hour before that I’d bring her to the theatre. It was times like this that I remembered how bad it had gotten. I wished the medicine had done its job, but sadly, fate has a way of making its way into life.
surprised allerted in wonder of what happened, getting a fright eyes wide mouth open alert to all sounds and movement, fear stage fright unaware to be caught red handed thinking of escape wondering what to do can this be the end?
She looked startled as he entered the room. She didnt expcet him home for another 3 hrs. he didnt say a word to her. Just picked his suitcase back up turned and walked out of the door
i was startled by the man with the yellow jacket, he came towards me and asked me the time. i told him it twas twenty past 11. however i knew it was actually a lot closer to midnight, but for some reason didn’t want him to leave so soon. there was something comforting about his face. he reminded me of my father. or perhaps my grandfather. it was hard to tell. and i was very sleepy.
You were not supposed to leave, I wasn’t supposed to care this much but I can’t hate you for it because you are the most beautiful person and I miss you so much
She wandered through the corridor, when it began – that cold wind that crossed through the walls and swirled her hair about her shoulders. She stopped and flailed at the tendrils of her mind, and collapsed on the ground to fight her nightmares. Once again, she was alone.
i wondered for a moment what it was that I had seen. The object, dark, about the size of a football, had flown across the street at lightening speed, and then just, well, disapeared. I asked George but he too was equally startled.
I hate whenever I am working in my room and someone pops into the room, exclaiming as they come in. I never hear them, and the experience undoubtedly leaves my heart racing for at least a minute or to afterwards. If only my classroom door came with a motion-sensored door chime, I would be spared a heart attac.k
She startled me. I was watching the dog run after the ball.
‘It that your dog?’ she asked.
‘No, I stole it,’ I replied.
‘Then, can I have it,’ she said.
‘Sure, just kill it, when you finished,’ I said.
that is what he was
startled
it was something that came over him in a flash
an emotion that filled his entire body
all he could do was breathe and even that was a difficulty
everyone feels starled once in a while
it can happen anytime or day
thats the beauty of the word
and the meaning of the word
startled
a word
and emotion
one day i came across a cat in the middle of the road. my first instinct was to find out what it was doing there, of course. when i came closer, i was startled to find that it wasn’t casually hanging out in the middle of the street – it had been run over. more than once. i felt terrible about it, however there was nothing i could do. i closed my eyes and said a little prayer, then went on my way.
something totally scarey like way out there. insane in the membrane, so insane ya got no brain insane. i wonder if the starting line was ever startled by their own great skill. haha im pretty funny if i do say so myself. typing fast like this is sweet.
I don’t even know. Startled. What the hell? It’s when somebody interrupts you from a great moment in time, when you lose yourself. It’s how you feel when somebody comes up behind you, scaring the crap out of you. It’s how it is after life takes an unexpected turn. It how I feel whenever I wake up in the morning without somebody next to me. Startled.
I was startled by the ringing phone. ‘Who calls people at 12 at night?’ I thought to myself sleepily. I picked up the phone, and I heard my sister weeping. My blood ran cold. “What?” I asked. “Dad…is dead.”, she choked out.
I startled miss marple on the stairs that lead to the room where she keeps the cabbages. I’m the only one who knows they are full of crack cocaine and she sells them in the ghetto.
There is nothing fascinating about how utterly startled I was when I found out my parents were splitting. My life would change, my entire world would look slightly dimmer. I had become older, I knew love didn’t always last until death did them part.
he scared me! eep! it’s all good though! it was great seeing him, finally. ‘cos i missed him so very much.
oh my god this movie is freaking scary
I was startled when I found out that SPRING was not as close as I thought. I am not a fan of winter so I…
The startled word has arrived to me quite often tonight. I have left the web-page for hours and returned just to find that the word remains the same. I would appreciate it, if it were different but this is ne’er the case and I find myself wondering what the changed word would be if it did change at any point.
Hmm … this is quite interesting.
she was startled when she looked around the corner. silly cat lazing in the sunlight. i want to kill it. she listlessly floated down the stairs. the wrought iron cooling her stroking hand. softly touching looking for something. anything to soothe the pain
i was startled to hear the noise in the bushes. i ran away screaming. i think it was a rascal! anyway, we were really freaked out and i screamed like a little girl and flapped my arms as i ran away screeching like a banshee.
His words, they startled me. He’s not attracted to women? What is this? How could he not be attracted to women? It didn’t make sense to me. My world was spinning; I couldn’t make sense of it. Smiling my way through the rest of the conversation, I felt like a huge weight had been put on my chest. When we hung up that night – that dark, painful night – I cried.
He was shocked by the sheer wind that gripped him as he walked out of his door. with each passing moment he felt another bump on his skin rising and becoming erect. he shook his head and walked down the front stairs.
I was startled by the loud knocking noise at the door. A group of people stood outside, waiting for me to answer. I peeped through the hole in the door, wondering who was behind me. To my amazement, Stephen Christian and a few strangers peered back at me. Why would they be here? What is their purpose? I don’t understand.
kitten,
small furry cute
blue eyed green eyed
jumping
mice squirrels birds
swatting
this is a kitten
mother fucker
I just speak about it1
don’t startled with this things again!
shit
the time is go away and the english no are my firt world
I turned, startled, at the sound of his voice. I hadn’t seen him in ages and the fact that he didn’t belong here only crossed my mind for a second. He smiled and said something quietly that I couldn’t quite make out. All I knew was that seeing him was the best thing that had happened to me in weeks.
afraid, not knowing wat to do, completley taken by storm
unexpecting
fearful
confused
panicing
running with your head chopped off
screaming
processing
wondering
wtf??
not knowing
hide oh my gosh help me watch out getout a here hey mum
I was so startled when i saw my brothers head in his ass literally for the first time. I thought to myself, what an idiot. But then again, we all knew it was bound to happen some time.
what happens when I look in the mirror after a long night of drinking, or after hooking up with a girl, especially the one that I did not too long ago, a couple days ago. She was a biter, so when I woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror before I got in the shower, I was startled at how I looked. She was sexy though.
It’s a light comfortable rolling kind of surprise. When you’re startled you don’t worry about what’s happening because after the initial shock you know you’ll be ok. It doesn’t last.
I was startled to find her standing there with her blue raincoat one, waiting for the taxi cab. I had already told her an hour before that I’d bring her to the theatre. It was times like this that I remembered how bad it had gotten. I wished the medicine had done its job, but sadly, fate has a way of making its way into life.
I was startled by the loud noise.
surprised allerted in wonder of what happened, getting a fright eyes wide mouth open alert to all sounds and movement, fear stage fright unaware to be caught red handed thinking of escape wondering what to do can this be the end?
talk about writers block
She looked startled as he entered the room. She didnt expcet him home for another 3 hrs. he didnt say a word to her. Just picked his suitcase back up turned and walked out of the door
i was startled by the man with the yellow jacket, he came towards me and asked me the time. i told him it twas twenty past 11. however i knew it was actually a lot closer to midnight, but for some reason didn’t want him to leave so soon. there was something comforting about his face. he reminded me of my father. or perhaps my grandfather. it was hard to tell. and i was very sleepy.
You were not supposed to leave, I wasn’t supposed to care this much but I can’t hate you for it because you are the most beautiful person and I miss you so much
sky polar
She wandered through the corridor, when it began – that cold wind that crossed through the walls and swirled her hair about her shoulders. She stopped and flailed at the tendrils of her mind, and collapsed on the ground to fight her nightmares. Once again, she was alone.
i wondered for a moment what it was that I had seen. The object, dark, about the size of a football, had flown across the street at lightening speed, and then just, well, disapeared. I asked George but he too was equally startled.
I hate whenever I am working in my room and someone pops into the room, exclaiming as they come in. I never hear them, and the experience undoubtedly leaves my heart racing for at least a minute or to afterwards. If only my classroom door came with a motion-sensored door chime, I would be spared a heart attac.k
She startled me. I was watching the dog run after the ball.
‘It that your dog?’ she asked.
‘No, I stole it,’ I replied.
‘Then, can I have it,’ she said.
‘Sure, just kill it, when you finished,’ I said.
that is what he was
startled
it was something that came over him in a flash
an emotion that filled his entire body
all he could do was breathe and even that was a difficulty
everyone feels starled once in a while
it can happen anytime or day
thats the beauty of the word
and the meaning of the word
startled
a word
and emotion
I was startled by the sudden collapse of the stair I was walking on, as I fell I tried to grasp anything within reach.
one day i came across a cat in the middle of the road. my first instinct was to find out what it was doing there, of course. when i came closer, i was startled to find that it wasn’t casually hanging out in the middle of the street – it had been run over. more than once. i felt terrible about it, however there was nothing i could do. i closed my eyes and said a little prayer, then went on my way.
something totally scarey like way out there. insane in the membrane, so insane ya got no brain insane. i wonder if the starting line was ever startled by their own great skill. haha im pretty funny if i do say so myself. typing fast like this is sweet.
surprised
why is it always startled? Its been the same word three times now.Whats going on does it not
randomize?
how will i know what to say when your beauty is so startled and total and strange what is going on
I don’t even know. Startled. What the hell? It’s when somebody interrupts you from a great moment in time, when you lose yourself. It’s how you feel when somebody comes up behind you, scaring the crap out of you. It’s how it is after life takes an unexpected turn. It how I feel whenever I wake up in the morning without somebody next to me. Startled.
i was startled to see youd killed the director.
And that i was now an accessory to murder.