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backback. when i was in america we used to have those. now im in england and they call them RUTSACKS. what is a rutsack? i dont know…. what is a rut? backpack makes so much more sense. i would always carry a backpack on holiday. with food, drawing kit and scissors for my arts and crafts. as well as comics and my teddy bear.oh the good times. naive childhood where my backpack didnt carry my 2,000 word essays or my exam papers for the next day. nope. no responsobilities.
By miriam kremer on 06.02.2011
I would like to travelling and wear a backpack it is very nice and pretty and pink and made of leather. It will be awsome and carry everything. i will put it on my back i will carry it in my hand if my shoulders get tired. I will be looking forward to buying a backpack.
By Geri Saks on 06.02.2011
she waits. she ponders. should she leave? all the things seems to against her. The human soul is not supposed to be poisoned. she looks around and grabs her only chance to sanity.
By Valencia Winata on 06.02.2011
Traveling through the woods helps us all grow and develop. We change there. It is our nature, our origin. With backs hauling, we run through the school, or on trips, at planes, or at sea. We grow whilst carrying things. And, that we all become betters by humbling ourselves.
By bugmg on 06.02.2011
There are times that I feel like just packing my backpack, throwing it in my car and leaving, and never turning back.
By Mary Lou Wynegar on 06.02.2011
Oh the good ol’ days of school comeback to me with this word. How little we appreciate the time we spend carrying the backpacks for little do we know that these are the best times of our lives, but when we’re that age we just want to be adults, not truly knowing how good we have it. Of course it’s only human nature to want to be bigger and more powerful.
By G on 06.02.2011
I found your picture stuck on my wall, right above my dresser, next to my thrown backpack. it was from a poster I made for you at your wake, a collection of photos. A glimpse back to the memory of the love of your company. I always loved who you were, Aunt Millie, and I’ll always remember the joy you brought to my childhood, most of all, the laughter. Your contagious happiness. Laying next to my love, I begin to ask if he was the one who stuck you there, clinging onto the wall, sturdy and proud with a bond of only aged tape. I stop myself, leaving the question unanswered… I’d like to think it was you.
By beachbumrach URL on 06.02.2011
i ahte dora. so i hate backpacks. they’re big. unecessarily so. bulky too. and they come in different colors.. all of them BAD. so what there to like? or to write about? another 60 seconds of my life wasted.
By ssshhhh :D URL on 06.02.2011
Full of everything I could fit in it. Not the shirts, because there were too many, and one is all I need. Not the pants, either, because I think it will be hot where I’m going. Probably no shorts, either, as they take up a lot of space. Books are heavy, so are pots and pans. A sleeping bag might be useful, but, once again, pretty large. I think I’ve got everything in there I need, though, and I think…. yeah, I might just leave the backpack behind….
By mattlock URL on 06.02.2011
I shoved the worn strap over my shoulder. It was heavy. What had he put in it? It felt like there was a treasure trove or perhaps something more sinister. It sure was heavy. Scrambling up from the floor I looked out to the beautiful blue ocean. The sun was going to scorch up today.
By Lorraine on 06.02.2011
My backpack is full of many interesting things. Do you wanna know what is it inside of my backpack?
By veera URL on 06.02.2011
my backpack goes with me to school. it is black. it carries my books. it can get heavy. I keep my books in my backpack. sometimes i think i should have no books and just a computer to store my stuff
By Eleanor URL on 06.02.2011
the backpack lay forgotten in the middle of the alley; the boy, leaning against it, lay there too, curled up into a semi-fetal position and sniffling softly; his twin, also there, hugging him, arm draped over his shoulder and chin on his head. they had been left there by their older brothers as a ‘quest’ of trying to find the way home, and they had no idea where they were.
By Winnipeg THAT'S IN CANADA on 06.02.2011
He walks in and throws his backpack on the desk. He breathes a sigh of relief as he looks my way. A smile makes its way to his face just in time to match mine. He walks my way and tells me a story. A story about a boy who fell in love with this girl. A story about us.
By MelissaWrites324 URL on 06.02.2011
not again! backpack, backpack, backpack. he was tired of the word, tired of it all, of the books he carried, of the crumpled shirts, crumpled clothes, mismatched socks all huddled together into the small black space of the insides of the huge pack; he was so tired of it, of carrying it, of feeling it’s dirty strap over his shoulder, of smelling it’s nauseating salt scent.
had my back pack since third grade. my back pack is yellow. i use my backpack to hide my clothes
i dont like my backpack
my backpack is wet
have useen my backpack
By Dwayne URL on 06.02.2011
one word to ask do you know english. kindly tell
By malathy URL on 06.02.2011
heavy load where my laptop should be safe while I ride my bike, definetely better than those satchels throwing you out of balance and bruising only one shoulder
By Alfredo on 06.02.2011
Out there all this time, didn’t really bring enough along. Was just going to be gone for the day. Left the wife back at camp as she was struggling with calf issues, or so she said. And then there was this fall, not like the movie. Don’t know what will, or can, be done now. She will start looking. But will there be time.
By Bryan on 06.02.2011
I love my backpack. It’s blue and silver with my name spelled in silver glitter. I have had it now for four years so that tells you that it is a very durable backpack. This bag can carry and hold up to 25 pounds and you really don’t feel it on your back at all. It’s the best and I have really enjoyed having it all these years. I have even recommended this type of bag to all of my friends and family members. They all have gotten their own and are loving every moment of it.
By may moses on 06.02.2011
I put everything in my backpack, even my shoes. Then, in my high haze, I removed my green shoes and put them on. I was in a bit of a rush, but I was very flustered.
When’s the last time you fled Godzirrrra? Yea. She’s kinda slow and easily distracted by delicious monsters (fat Americans) but the fire breath is a definite bitch.
By Dovikles URL on 06.02.2011
It doesn’t have to hold everything, just your kitchen, bedroom and workshop. .Nice to keep things simple.
By Paul on 06.02.2011
I need to get my backpack ready for my loong weekend trip. I hope we have good weather so Raquel can appreciate the joys of camping. Mustn’t forget the insect repellent and suntan lotion not to mention having a wax done. Hope george and eduardo are inspired to cook for us. It’s going to be funn Woooo haaaa!
By Isabel on 06.02.2011
I have always needed a backpack for school. Obviously. I think that in a way, I can retrace my years growing up and developing. I was that girl with the rolling backpack in middle school still, who then wore in on her back because she was embarrassed that she had a rolling backpack, which obviously was only more to my demise. Took me quite a while to discover what a Jansport was.
By McCall URL on 06.02.2011
If I had a backpack I would go travelling. Just me and my backpack filled with my ipod, two books (at least) water, dr. pepper and most importantly my camera. I would travel around France along the coast for 3 days taking lots of photos.
By Jem on 06.02.2011
His backpack overflowed with all he’d need for the journey. Extra clothes, some snacks and plenty of water (among other things). He didn’t quite know where he was going, only that he had to go. An adventure lay ahead of him, to which he could never know the outcome.
By Edt on 06.02.2011
I’ve never owed a packpack and I don’t think I really want to. I see these kids walkng around with what looks like 35 pounds of “stuff’ and ca’nt help but wonder what on earath they have in there tht they have to have it right with them – right there on their back. If they had a job that required them carrying around that kind of load all day I think they would feel put upon. I will have to admit though that there are some pretty cool ones out there but whee the price they want for them – just can’t be worth it – you know even little tiny kids now have their own backpacks with their name on it and everything. I guess they carry Tonka toys and books and crayons and water bottles and stuf like that. I can remember a time many many years ago when there were frequent reports in the news about the harm that women were suffering from carrying their heavy purses around everywhere they went. Me, I got rid of my purse the day after I retired. I now have keys in one pocket, money in another and a small change purse that holds drivers license, credit cards etc stuffed into the back pocket of my jeans and away I go – no purse to lug around and to try and find a place for once I am in a store and the big plus is that no one every asks me to carry something for them becuase I have nothing to carry it in. Clever eh?
By Dorothy LaRue on 06.02.2011
My backpack was loaded with illegal drugs and they wanted to search it because they thought it might have a bomb or other device of destruction, so I let them and they didn’t even notice.
By Will Wilson URL on 06.02.2011
I felt it pressing hard on my back as a stumbled several times on the narrow ledge. Her eyes now were piercing with rage as she shoved me over the side. The backpack’s weight caused my body to turn in mid air, so that I faced up to see her laughing.
By Frank Pray URL on 06.02.2011
My oen big regret in life is not going backpacking while I had the chance to. I spent the money on booze instead. And now I’ll never get my chance. I’ll end up getting married and having kids, and I’ll never get my chance to do one of the things I’ve always wanted to do.
By Ankha URL on 06.02.2011
i like backpacks. i have a nice on as a schoolbag. i use them allot. everyone i know has at least one.. they are and essential. i have about 5 or six. there’s a allot of space in them. they’re handy for going on holidays
By Maxime on 06.02.2011
I was walking through the woods and realized I had forgotten my backpack. Why do they call it a backpack? I thought outloud. I guess because it goes on my back, and I guess because it rhymes. But you don’t call sunglasses faceplace just because they are on your face, right. Rhymes are outdated.
By Jen on 06.02.2011
Melissa dropped her backpack onto the floor of the pub in Ireland. She was wearing a baggy red sweater and blue tight jeans. Her hair was long, curly and tied into a low side pony tail. She looked up and saw herself surrounded by large, rugged looking men. She slowly gripped onto her backpack again, and inched closer to the bar slowly as the male’s gazes were fixed intently onto her.
By ashleighjayne URL on 06.02.2011
My backpack is full of useless items now that summer’s out. Pencils with no lead, binders that are falling apart, a dusty calculator. I’ve always hated my backpack with the blue polka dots, I hate polka dots.
By Abby on 06.02.2011
Backpacking through the colorado mountians. EVerything I need is safe there. I am free to take my own path and care for myself. A thing to rest my head upon, a case for treasures. My backpack is all I need.
By Heather on 06.02.2011
While backpacking through the plains of Montana, you can see a herd of buffalo in the distance. The mist that surrounds them makes them seem very far away and mysterious. What life they lead!
By Luis Giron on 06.02.2011
PLEASE DO SOMETHING :(
By AYUSHI URL on 06.02.2011
I was packing my backpack getting ready to go on a canoe trip with my father. We always go to Minnesota, to the boundary waters. For years and years we’ve gone on this trip. Wait, actually, my father is dead. He died this past January and I was there to hold his hand and kiss his forehead at the end
By Harry on 06.02.2011
I love the idea of backpacks. Unfortunately my work place is in talks of banning them for “security reasons.” Like you couldn’t bring the same amount of contraband in plastic bags? Lame.
By Yo-Fan on 06.02.2011
backpack backpack, backpack backpack – interesting people, things to see, memories to make… places to be. I wanna be free, free like a bird – making things happen for my life, things that have never been heard. Someday this will happen, I promise.
By Stephanie Wolfe on 06.02.2011