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Posts Tagged ‘Long Time’
A thingling sensation on my arm that lasts a long time?
until now its still tnigling..
By: cyberscorchio2015
How long should wait to start running again after a injury?
By: Amanda K
Sun Tzu.Machiavelli.how did they view invading countries like Iraq?
How did they feel about wars in distant lands, wars lasting a long time, public opinion, insurgency, the enemy being a beloved leader or a hated dictator…and countries with sectarian differences…ease of conquest…difficutly of occupations…and lastly what did they say about the role neighboring countries or perhaps enemies of the invaders would play?
Believe it or not…..learned men wrote about scenarios such as this many centuries ago…and they were dead on.
m1..can you read? I said countries like Iraq. In other words a situation like Iraq…. GEEZ
I have read them too..and both made comments that pertain to a situation like Iraq that would have predicted everything that happened. If you read machiavelli for example, he would have predicted every single thing that happened in Iraq after the invasion from the ease of defeat of sadam to the insurgency to what alquada did to what Iran did. So I suggest you go back and read some more
By: bush l
Any ideas for a fun indoor activity that is not watching movies?
By: rachylynnflynn
What is the best hair styling product for guys that will stay for the whole day and night?
Is there a product for guys that offers a firm hold and last for a long time. I also need a good leave-in hair conditioner.
I have straight hair.
By: Worried_about_car
He doesnt last i need help?
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What was this movie about a boy who met a girl in new york?
By: HikariSatou
Can you please read the beginning of my story - please comment !-is it a good start? thats all i want to know?
I was watching TV. It’s raining outside. The weather is cold and stormy. It seems so dark outside, yet it was only five minutes past six, Thunderbolts hit the windows, forcing them to shake and rattle, I just sit, staring into the TV on mute.
Just As I got up, to see what’s in the fridge, the loudest thunderbolt hit the roof, or that’s what I thought it sounded like, out of nowhere, the thunder had stopped, so did the rain. The room went black; I stood still, dead silent. I didn’t know what to do. I just felt like screaming, I opened my mouth, nothing came out. I couldn’t do it. I tried again, I closed my eyes, held my fists tight, I paused, took a deep breath and . . . nothing.
Its like I had lost my voice, but I hadn’t.
So I just stood, silently. I was too scared to move, but I wanted to sit, my legs hurt. But I just couldn’t dare move. It was dark, pitch black. There was not one sound to be heard of.
I called it, ‘dark silence’.
I wonder when the electricity was coming back. Was I going to stand here forever? How long will it take until my parents come home, it’s been a very long time since I really wanted a hug from my parents. Right now, I’m desperate. I was longing for them to come home so I can run into their arms. Wait- what if they don’t get home, what if they never come home? _ I screamed _ I finally let it out. Things do happen when you least expect them. I smiled. It felt weird. Soon, it was back to silence until, the silence was disturbed. My heart pounded, it was crazy. Out of nowhere, trickles of sweat slid down my forehead, my hands heated, I touched my face, it felt like I had a shower. I look left and then right, even though I can’t see a thing, When suddenly, something happened, something that was that was the last thing on my mind, in fact, something not even in my mind to start with.
I felt my spines shiver as I felt something sitting on my shoulder, my heart was pounding 200km an hour, or maybe that’s how it felt like, I let out the biggest shriek ever, I’m positive I would have won a Guinness world record for the biggest, freakiest, horror shriek ever, although I do admit, I let it out pretty late. I was used to being silent; I still heard my shriek echoing through the neighborhood, I hoped all this was just my imagination, yet I still felt something resting on my shoulder. With no hesitation, I looked to my side, slowly. I see something, something that looks very much like a . . .
Hand! I rapidly stood up screaming at the top of my voice ‘aghhhhhhhh!’
I was jumping up and down as if I was shaking a million ants off my body. It was horror. I didn’t even look back to see whose mystery hand was on my shoulder. I run like I never ran before. I run to my room and reached for the window, damn! Locked. I look back to see if anyone was after me. No one. . .
Except for a shadow getting closer and closer . . . which was someone! I run out of my room and dodge to the left, which lead to the laundry. Luckily, the laundry door was never locked, the only way to lock it was from the outside. This house is old, and trust me, its not that good to have that kind of door, I mean, I locked myself in once . . . but that’s another story. My point is from that day on neither of my parents and I locked the laundry door again. Inside the laundry was a door that lead to my backyard, I swung it open and swiftly walked on the wet grass. Everything was silent, well, except my heavy breathing. I started rushing to the gate, which lead me to my neighbors house, the lady that lived their was my mothers friend and we all knew her pretty well. I jogged carefully to her doorstep, making sure I don’t slip on the slippery grass. I knock hardly on the door and wait for two seconds and knock again . . . no one is answering or opening the door. I try one last time and knock extra hard, ‘come on, come on,’ I whisper loudly.
Great! No ones home, I should of realized that there was no car in front of the garage, and I was sure it wasn’t in the garage because ms Ellanore used her garage to store things ranging from her clothes to comics,
All from when she was young . . . you couldn’t blame her, she was 67 after all. Imagine what you could collect in 67 years. I think a lot, is the best way to explain it. I decide to go to kates house, I’m sure she’s home, they’re never out on Sundays after five o’clock. It was 10 minutes to eight now, time goes so fast. She was about 2 minutes away from me but before I go to Kate’s house, I have an idea, it was insane, crazy! But I made up my mind, I decided to go back, lock the door, get back around to the front of the house and lock that door too. Luckily, my mum gave me keys to the front door and back door, she made me tie the keys on string and put it around my neck. I wasn’t very happy about it. Now I’m thanking her a million, billion times. I run swiftly, and I successfully lock both doors,
By: Ashley
Who out here absolutely LOVES the show, FAMILY GUY? ISN’T IT THE FUNNIEST SHOW?
By: jenna
Were you happy with the debate last night? Who are you for & why or why not?
McBass - thanks for the chuckle!
hllywood - I think that’s called passion, not anger. I’d be proud to see some of that again in our country!!
By: KJ









