i felt startled when i heard the bell rang, but i stood up and i tarted walking like the rest of the of, them, i tried to keep up but they kept speeding up
Startled, she dropped the piñata on the ground. What was it ?….no it couldn’t be…. She could just make out his outline. The broad shoulders, small neck and the tiny bow tie. He was here. It was him. She was trapped.
at 3:12 am, i was startled out of a dreamless sleep. squinting into the half-darkness, i searched for the cause of my rude awakening, and– there– on the ceiling– reaching down for me– a sickly white thing, featureless and bodiless, a nauseating tangle of limbs and long, long fingers, a–
–but before i could truly process what i was seeing, the thing recoiled at my gaze and skittered away, squeezing itself impossibly through the gap between the door and frame.
she was startled awake by the raging storm outside.
there was thunder, and screeching. doors slamming shut, windows creaking.
it seemed like a nightmare, it was a nightmare.
(there were also ghosts, and things out of nightmares.)
(but maybe those were part of her imagination.)
If only the world were populated entirely with complaisant people!
our trees startled by the greed
bumble bees allured through their own honey making,
never offering honey to their counter part buzz-links.
Praising your favorite sports team is one thing,
but if you call the team the most incredible group o
f humans ever to walk the earth, then you’re going
overboard and indulging in hyperbole.
Sports, a hobby drawn from creation of creativity,
now
its a matter of monetary navity,
what happened to the passion for art,
for prance, for dance, for romance,
now, society is all based on dollars
ready to impart!
She jumped halfway out of her skin. “What the literal hell?!”
He roared in laughter, doubling over and beating his fists against the wall, “Oh my god, I got you so good.”
Her anger flared and she crossed her arms so she wouldn’t him him.
I had been sleeping in until ten o’clock for days now; I knew that, and my family knew that. Therefore, I was startled when, one chilly morning, I felt awake and alive around six AM.
I don’t know what spurred me on, but a sudden heat that almost felt like it was crackling in my bones rocketed me out of bed. I pulled on my clothes, tied on some hiking boots, and without thinking much on it, found myself hiking up the hill near my parents’ house.
I was startled,
caught off guard.
I was silent,
in hiding.
I was surprised,
and dying.
I felt insecure,
I stopped trying.
later on,
came the crying.
I was startled,
caught off guard.
I felt nothing,
in that moment.
i was startled by the sound from outside in 3:00 in the morning, i jumped out of my bed and went outside when i saw something move in the garbage! walking very slowly was a giant raccon in my trash! thanks heavens that wasn’t Bigfoot!
on the way home, while i was listening a marvelous song, which now i do not remember, I saw a girl sitting on a bench, rather startled, I gazed at my reflection in her eyes.
I dont know what startled means so it is difficult to talk about it or to write about it. But I am not someone who give up easily so I will continue to write even if I have no clue about it.
i felt startled when i heard the bell rang, but i stood up and i tarted walking like the rest of the of, them, i tried to keep up but they kept speeding up
He has a look like he is always started. Deep in his eyes there is some light. He just fooled us.
Startled, she dropped the piñata on the ground. What was it ?….no it couldn’t be…. She could just make out his outline. The broad shoulders, small neck and the tiny bow tie. He was here. It was him. She was trapped.
as the ghost flew
he went oooo!
witches brew.
human zoo.
catch twenty – boo!
startled you.
your skin looks like glue,
frumpy mashed potatoes too.
Out of your normalcy you woke
at 3:12 am, i was startled out of a dreamless sleep. squinting into the half-darkness, i searched for the cause of my rude awakening, and– there– on the ceiling– reaching down for me– a sickly white thing, featureless and bodiless, a nauseating tangle of limbs and long, long fingers, a–
–but before i could truly process what i was seeing, the thing recoiled at my gaze and skittered away, squeezing itself impossibly through the gap between the door and frame.
she was startled awake by the raging storm outside.
there was thunder, and screeching. doors slamming shut, windows creaking.
it seemed like a nightmare, it was a nightmare.
(there were also ghosts, and things out of nightmares.)
(but maybe those were part of her imagination.)
If only the world were populated entirely with complaisant people!
our trees startled by the greed
bumble bees allured through their own honey making,
never offering honey to their counter part buzz-links.
Praising your favorite sports team is one thing,
but if you call the team the most incredible group o
f humans ever to walk the earth, then you’re going
overboard and indulging in hyperbole.
Sports, a hobby drawn from creation of creativity,
now
its a matter of monetary navity,
what happened to the passion for art,
for prance, for dance, for romance,
now, society is all based on dollars
ready to impart!
She jumped halfway out of her skin. “What the literal hell?!”
He roared in laughter, doubling over and beating his fists against the wall, “Oh my god, I got you so good.”
Her anger flared and she crossed her arms so she wouldn’t him him.
I had been sleeping in until ten o’clock for days now; I knew that, and my family knew that. Therefore, I was startled when, one chilly morning, I felt awake and alive around six AM.
I don’t know what spurred me on, but a sudden heat that almost felt like it was crackling in my bones rocketed me out of bed. I pulled on my clothes, tied on some hiking boots, and without thinking much on it, found myself hiking up the hill near my parents’ house.
I was startled,
caught off guard.
I was silent,
in hiding.
I was surprised,
and dying.
I felt insecure,
I stopped trying.
later on,
came the crying.
I was startled,
caught off guard.
I felt nothing,
in that moment.
i was startled by the sound from outside in 3:00 in the morning, i jumped out of my bed and went outside when i saw something move in the garbage! walking very slowly was a giant raccon in my trash! thanks heavens that wasn’t Bigfoot!
on the way home, while i was listening a marvelous song, which now i do not remember, I saw a girl sitting on a bench, rather startled, I gazed at my reflection in her eyes.
I was startled when my brother came up behind me and put ice down my shirt.
I dont know what startled means so it is difficult to talk about it or to write about it. But I am not someone who give up easily so I will continue to write even if I have no clue about it.
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i have startled you
i hope to make you throw up too
i do not know what startled is
i think its that you make a quick action
an unexpected movement
1startled = Suddenly Taken Actions Responding To Leveraging Energy Dissimination