i was trapped. trapped in this desolate room with nothing but my memories of the sun…the sun and french fries. trapped like a rat with no french fries. trap. that simple four letter word that holds me enclosed within my own mind. i have nothing. no french fries, no sun, no freedom. trap. trapped. i have been trapped by french fries.
yes it was those french fries that lured me into this dark closed room. and the clown from my childhood that locked the door. and now, with this last french fry and this ounce of ketchup, i write to you my last words.
trapped
It was a trap set by the vampires to lure in a human target. They didn’t care who crossed their paths as long as it was fresh blood. They needed someone soon in order to sustain their lives without suffering the consequences of their fate. Destiny had given them the short end of the stick.
he was in the well, it was dark and cold and his sweat clung to him like loose diamonds. He repeated her name once more, loudly, so she would hear. There was silence
I laid the trap carefully down on the floor, the last one of over a hundred. That mouse wasn’t going to get the best of me. And it would have worked except my little brother threw a marble into the room. Each trap going off caused the marble to bounce and it hit another trap until finally not a single trap was set.
I felt it slam shut around my leg, the ankle suddenly held tight by a trap, like the ones used on foxes. The pain was unbearable and I screamed in surprise and agony.
i feel trapped, like i’m tied to a chair and being fed lies by strangers. i’ve been picked off the street like a common criminal, and i do believe they have the wrong person. so here i sit, trapped, with no water or food. i am able to ruminate on my childhood, though, which is a positive.
trap
contained
enclosed
unfree
looking for the door
the lever to push
the ropes to pull
open sesame
we are still here
until we choose to think our way out of the box
out of this box
here we will remain
in this
trap
Im stuck in a box.There are no doors, no windows. How do I get out? Who put me in here? Please somebody help me. What did I do to deserve this? I will sit and wait. Sit and wait.
trapped in the distance
couldnt find the way
what will i do?
should i run or hide?
But there is not choice.
I’m trapped somewhere
somewhere i don’t know
Somewhere i can’t tell.
Will someone find me if i scream?
I don’t know.
I’m just trapped somewhere.
The spider waits for his prey in one. The bear gets caught in one as does the fox. The Viet Cong line them with Pungee sticks and wait for our soldiers to stumble upon them. I should probably shut mine.
I knew it was a trap even before I opened the door. But something was guiding me, I couldn’t turn back. Instead I continued to put one foot in front of another walking closer and closer to my fate. The door creaked open. “Clarice, we’re so happy you are here”…
There were only two types of traps the Gentleman preferred. The first was the kind no one could escape from. The second was the kind anyone could escape from. The reason the Gentleman preferred these two types of tr
It’s a trap… it was a trap all along, thought Chudley to himself, weepingly. How could he have been so foolish? Clearly, no one would leave such a thing unattended for so long… how could he have thought it was his?
I feel as if I’m in my own little trap. I have all the freedom in the world, and yet, do I really? Over thinking my consequences has gotten me into trapping myself into my own little bubble. If I break free from this I don’t know what to expect.
I keep falling into a trap. I keep doing something wrong and today I lost my parents trust…again. They think its a big deal, but they have punished me so many times I just don’t care anymore. I’m moving away from my friends, not allowed to talk to my boyfriend ever again, and losing the normal privileges of TV, kindle, laptop, and anything else I could want. The only one of those punishments that bugs me now is the one about my boyfriend as he is the only person I have ever really opened up to. I guess its my own fault, but I’m past caring what they think. There is nothing left for them to take from me, my friends are all here in CO, my electronics are in their room, my freedom was gone last year, my heart is broken, everything else that i could want is packed into brown cardboard boxes, ready to be moved. I wonder why they think that this punishment will “fix me” I’m going to keep breaking the rules some day, and I am never going to open up to them. I don’t trust them, they don’t trust me. Nothing I do to make it better will work. Its like riding a bike up a mountain while keeping the brakes on. Impossible. </3
I fell into the trap like an unsuspecting rabbit. It was too perfect, the silent seduction, the web woven so gently, so carefully. I was in the trap, caught and finished before I even knew what was happening. And I liked it.
people always feel trapped by the lives the lead and r always looking for the easy way out … people need to realize that in order to change tomorrow the need to be able to change today ,,… otherwise nothing ever changes and they remain unhappy and trapped by their own situation… act now for a better tomorrow… you r the only one who can change yourself …. and unless you really want it it will never happen… “praying ” gets you nowhere. only action ….. Action
I didn’t really think it was a trap until I fell right into it. She had made me down seven shots of vodka and then screamed at the top of her voice, ‘saymynamesaymyname’ as she rode me. What was I to do – I said a name but it wasn’t hers.
caught in a trap and can’t get out, how i feel, trap is another word for mouth, you trap birds, trap implies intent, she was trapped in a loveless marriage, no proper anagrams of it, i trap you, entrapment is a good word, trap is another word for carriage
bear trap …drain trap…fingertrap…cat trap…shut your trap…trapping flies…crab trap…
i was trapped. trapped in this desolate room with nothing but my memories of the sun…the sun and french fries. trapped like a rat with no french fries. trap. that simple four letter word that holds me enclosed within my own mind. i have nothing. no french fries, no sun, no freedom. trap. trapped. i have been trapped by french fries.
yes it was those french fries that lured me into this dark closed room. and the clown from my childhood that locked the door. and now, with this last french fry and this ounce of ketchup, i write to you my last words.
trapped
It was a trap set by the vampires to lure in a human target. They didn’t care who crossed their paths as long as it was fresh blood. They needed someone soon in order to sustain their lives without suffering the consequences of their fate. Destiny had given them the short end of the stick.
Gasp. Flee. Run. Look, look, look. Blink. And breathe, don’t forget to breathe.
Shift weight to the left– no luck.
Shift weight to the right– only worse.
A gentle tug– excruciating pain.
Blink. Moan.
he was in the well, it was dark and cold and his sweat clung to him like loose diamonds. He repeated her name once more, loudly, so she would hear. There was silence
Admiral Ackbar was a great general in Star Wars who had considerable insight into the merit of traps, and other similar things. Also, ITS A TRAP.
lost in space. its so dark. there is blackness everywhere. i hear a voice its laughing. i hear movment its moving closer.
I live in constant fear of falling into pit falls which punjii sticks at the bottom.
This fear is so hard on me, that I have to watch where I step because I am afraid I will fall through the floor.
Have you ever felt like you will fall through the floor? Please, God — don’t let me fall.
I am trapped. There is no light. There is no air. No sound, apart from my own rasping breaths. Blood on the dirt. All is black.
One day it was a trap inside of the house for the mice.They were kinda big an hairy an ugly.This trap will stop them from getting sumthing
I laid the trap carefully down on the floor, the last one of over a hundred. That mouse wasn’t going to get the best of me. And it would have worked except my little brother threw a marble into the room. Each trap going off caused the marble to bounce and it hit another trap until finally not a single trap was set.
Trappe. Op og ned. Trip, trap, tr
slam on my leg
now i am stuck
how do i get out
it hurts so bad
please help me
dont leave me be
HELP!
wow the animal is caught
he is very distraught
how will he escape
he was lured by a piece of bait
he is stuck
he cant get out
I felt it slam shut around my leg, the ankle suddenly held tight by a trap, like the ones used on foxes. The pain was unbearable and I screamed in surprise and agony.
as is von TRap. Tyskere i de smukke bjerge. Julie Andrews og The hills are alive with music. Fanget. en f
i feel trapped, like i’m tied to a chair and being fed lies by strangers. i’ve been picked off the street like a common criminal, and i do believe they have the wrong person. so here i sit, trapped, with no water or food. i am able to ruminate on my childhood, though, which is a positive.
trap
contained
enclosed
unfree
looking for the door
the lever to push
the ropes to pull
open sesame
we are still here
until we choose to think our way out of the box
out of this box
here we will remain
in this
trap
Im stuck in a box.There are no doors, no windows. How do I get out? Who put me in here? Please somebody help me. What did I do to deserve this? I will sit and wait. Sit and wait.
trapped in the distance
couldnt find the way
what will i do?
should i run or hide?
But there is not choice.
I’m trapped somewhere
somewhere i don’t know
Somewhere i can’t tell.
Will someone find me if i scream?
I don’t know.
I’m just trapped somewhere.
The spider waits for his prey in one. The bear gets caught in one as does the fox. The Viet Cong line them with Pungee sticks and wait for our soldiers to stumble upon them. I should probably shut mine.
I knew it was a trap even before I opened the door. But something was guiding me, I couldn’t turn back. Instead I continued to put one foot in front of another walking closer and closer to my fate. The door creaked open. “Clarice, we’re so happy you are here”…
I feel alone.
But that feels okay.
I feel happy.
But that not always the truth.
I trap myself in lies
There were only two types of traps the Gentleman preferred. The first was the kind no one could escape from. The second was the kind anyone could escape from. The reason the Gentleman preferred these two types of tr
It’s a trap… it was a trap all along, thought Chudley to himself, weepingly. How could he have been so foolish? Clearly, no one would leave such a thing unattended for so long… how could he have thought it was his?
It’s a trap! You know what I’m talking about, yet you choose to ignore the obvious.
I feel as if I’m in my own little trap. I have all the freedom in the world, and yet, do I really? Over thinking my consequences has gotten me into trapping myself into my own little bubble. If I break free from this I don’t know what to expect.
I keep falling into a trap. I keep doing something wrong and today I lost my parents trust…again. They think its a big deal, but they have punished me so many times I just don’t care anymore. I’m moving away from my friends, not allowed to talk to my boyfriend ever again, and losing the normal privileges of TV, kindle, laptop, and anything else I could want. The only one of those punishments that bugs me now is the one about my boyfriend as he is the only person I have ever really opened up to. I guess its my own fault, but I’m past caring what they think. There is nothing left for them to take from me, my friends are all here in CO, my electronics are in their room, my freedom was gone last year, my heart is broken, everything else that i could want is packed into brown cardboard boxes, ready to be moved. I wonder why they think that this punishment will “fix me” I’m going to keep breaking the rules some day, and I am never going to open up to them. I don’t trust them, they don’t trust me. Nothing I do to make it better will work. Its like riding a bike up a mountain while keeping the brakes on. Impossible. </3
I fell into the trap like an unsuspecting rabbit. It was too perfect, the silent seduction, the web woven so gently, so carefully. I was in the trap, caught and finished before I even knew what was happening. And I liked it.
people always feel trapped by the lives the lead and r always looking for the easy way out … people need to realize that in order to change tomorrow the need to be able to change today ,,… otherwise nothing ever changes and they remain unhappy and trapped by their own situation… act now for a better tomorrow… you r the only one who can change yourself …. and unless you really want it it will never happen… “praying ” gets you nowhere. only action ….. Action
I didn’t really think it was a trap until I fell right into it. She had made me down seven shots of vodka and then screamed at the top of her voice, ‘saymynamesaymyname’ as she rode me. What was I to do – I said a name but it wasn’t hers.
He caught me. All my efforts to run away have been futile, because for some reason, he always knew where I’d go.
“You’re mine.” He said.
And I could do nothing to resist.
caught in a trap and can’t get out, how i feel, trap is another word for mouth, you trap birds, trap implies intent, she was trapped in a loveless marriage, no proper anagrams of it, i trap you, entrapment is a good word, trap is another word for carriage
“It’s a trap!”
hurt keep another from doing what he wants. blamed wrongfully. can’t det free