Deadbolt. Will I ever be able to describe how much this word means to me? It might bring about a negative connotation, but I find myself mesmerized by it. I have no clue as to why, I just find it fascinating. Just the word itself.
Her parents were frightened creatures. They were wary of any little thing. They insisted on tinting their car windows for fear that strangers would peer inside. Often times they told her not to open the door, and it was always deadbolted when they were home. She could not count the number of times she had been stuck outside, because the door was always deadbolted.
I lock the deadbolt. I peer through the curtain. There is a pit in my stomach that continues to grow. I seem to be paralyzed in fear. Will he find me? God save me now.
the door won’t shut. there’s something keeping it open. it should be locked. there is no key. time will leave this door forever locked. but it will not shut. locked and yet not shut. how to know when the guests knock?
Dead is not good, in fact, dead is never good. You need open, you need space, so you can overcome your ‘deadness’ and become your ‘openness’. Dead is negative, dead is the end.
Deadbolt is a fascinating concept. I personally find the words ‘dead’ and ‘bolt’ combined, to bring a glorious compound word. And does it mean a dead lightning bolt? Or a dead bolt, like a screw? Does anyone know?
Deadbolt. How…dead. What a name for a lock. I always thought it was quite ominous. Is it possible related to the “dead as a doornail” phrase?? I don’t know…I think they’re just a pain in the butt, having no house key. My grandma always locks the deadbolt in my house and I get stuck outside.
It’s in the floor . in your brain, in the door, it hides everything you otherwise would divulge if you had enough beer. Thank God it’s there. You would regret the things you would say if they didn’t deadbolt your mouth once in a while. Your conscience is the strongest of them all,
deadbolt. what a weird word. it reminds me of running. like someone can bolt somewhere… i think. like saying “she made a bee-line to …” but instead you say “she made a deadbolt to …”.
On the door. Closed, locked out and left behind. It’s like the world was broken off behind that door with the deadbolt. It was almost frightening you see. It was like there was nothing more. No more life, no more anything.
A deadbolt is what keeps the door closed when you are inside. Or outside, I guess. They make me think of hotel rooms. Why deadbolt? Dead Bolt. That’s a lock. Yup. A lock. Usually on a door. Or maybe only on a door.
When I think about crime, I think that really no one is safe in this world really. Whether you have a deadbolt on your door, or you are packing a gun at your side. If it is your time, it’s your time.
The deadbolt is on my door. I am done with you. You can stand at my door and bang on it all you want. You can call out, but my music is up loud. You are outside for once, feeling what I have felt for so long. Disappointment and resentment. Now you stand there and wish to be on the other side. Guess Karmas a B*tch.
I have no idea what a deadbolt is but i think it is some kind of bolt that locks something or if a horse kicks you in the head id say thats a deadbolt? Or to bolt a shed with a lock and it has a child lock.
OK I TOLD HIM NOT TO PUT THAT STUPID DEADBOLT ON THE DOOR, BUT NOOOO HE HAD TO GO AND DO IT. I CANNOT STAND HIM FOR THIS WHAT KIND OF MAN DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS ONCE SOMEONE YELL AT HIM ABOUT I CANNOT BELIEVE HIM OLD GOAT!!!!!!
There are a lot of locks or barriers in the world. People can assume thier bad. However, like everything, they have two sides. They can keep doors locked until you’re ready to open them. They can safely protect you from danger. A deadbolt locked safed me from countless childhood monsters in my closet. Thats all I have to say…
A deadbolt. A locking mechanism. Nothing more I guess, though it sounds like an insult. If I called someone a deadbolt they would surely be offended. I can just imagine it now in an argument.
“You shouldn’t have expected me to do that!” A person would scream to another.
“Stop being such a lazy deadbolt!” The opposing person would yell back.
For those who don’t know what a deadbolt is I could understand this mistake. Of course it would probably only work in an argument in person. Things are fast paced; you don’t have enough time to make intelligent decisions. Sure, hours or even days afterwards someone might look back realize how it was a horrible comeback and become embarrassed about it, anyone would. But chances are the other person, though offended, didn’t notice the mistake.
On the Internet something like this would never go well. First off, the person you are arguing with probably doesn’t know you. This means if they notice a simple mistake they will call you on it because they simply don’t care about your pride.
You have forever to respond to the argument. Because of excuses so their replies are more well thought out. Someone could just say their Internet connection broke, their computer froze or they had to let a sibling use the computer for homework. The possibilities are endless.
People have spell check, they will notice grammar mistakes, spelling mistakes and if you use a word wrong they can just simply look it up. You can be proven wrong so easily and that is why arguments in person would be easier to win. That is if you are trying to get into arguments.
So back onto the topic of deadbolts…where were we again?
i dont know what this word means im listening to this stupid song i dunno what to type this is quick and challenging.. efffinnnn crazy this stumbleupon i love writing geeeezzz maybe it’s like an old ancient pot what the heck what do i write jesus!!! i have time.. plenty of time look!
IT WAS LOCKED. My breath came faster, increasingly paniced as I fumbled with the key. The room was rapidly decreasing of it’s oxogen supply. I couldn’t do it. Desperatly I groped at the door, until my trembling fingers went limp and followed my lifeless body as it slumped on the floor. It was the deadlock that killed me.
The deadbolt is the bar that keeeps the door closed. It is like that chain that comes across the door, but more definite, you can see past the chain but you can’t see past a deadbolt. Movie villians are perpetually snapping those chains, but deadbolts have more permanance than that. There is a very satisfying feeling to snapping the deadbolt shut before you go to bed, like a switch to turn off the day.
her heart thundered as she ran into the room, hands shaking so terribly as she heard his approaching footsteps. With a heaving breaths and clumsy fingers, she finally manages to lock the deadbolt just as the door cracked beneath his intimidating frame and outrageous cries of anger.
Lock key going fast yay omg what’s happening too fast way too fast can’t stop can’t stop it it won’t work I don’t know what to do I’m scared I’m terrified this isn’t working out the way I expected it to why not what have I done wrong is it my fault should I have been better should I have done something differently or maybe it’s someone else’s fault who knows oh well I’ll go away
She jiggled the doorknob, panicking. She started pounding her fists on the door, the skin on her fists breaking, bleeding. “Help!” She cried. “Let me out! Let me out!”
This will properly protect your apartment from the eventual Zombie Apocalypse. Our deadbolts come in a variety of shapes and sizes, all of which are assured to keep the legions of the undead out of your living room and on your front porch where they belong. This week we have a special on steel-plated deadbolts. By one, get an unloaded shotgun free. Tell a friend!
He watched her fling the flowers down. “What goes through your head?” she cried. “After what you’ve done, you think-” She turned around suddenly, leaving in a flourish.
He watched her go, and then in a delayed instant, he said, “What the hell did I do? Nothing!”
He looked at the flowers on the ground. He crushed them under his feet, feeling hatred grow within. Her heart had a deadbolt lock, and he had lost the key long ago.
The deadbolt slammed home behind her, and Mary sighed, biting her cheek to fight off the tears. She would not let this make her cry.
She’d just dropped in on Anthony, just to say hi, and it barely took him a moment to look at her, murmur the words ‘Don’t you ever come here again’, and then close the door. at least he hadn’t slammed it. But the fact that he locked it behind her wasn’t that much better.
Lock it up and store it safe inside. That which keeps us distant from the outside world. Just another accessory for a door. But a protection shield that keeps everything in and everything out. Or so they say. Lock up my heart and hold these secrets within. Things you’ll never know if you don’t try and speak to me. The deadbolt to our lives. Keeping us safe but keeping us alone as well.
locked the deadbolt after slamming the door no one will ever get in. it shuts be sure it isn’t broken. be careful you don’t shut your hand in. rust colored, copper or silver. called deadbolt because… the door is so empty.
the dead bolt
many ages ago he died
now he goes on the bottom of a door
to make the door dead
so you can’t open it
deadbolt
brown sausages are delicious.
The door slammed with enough time for Elle to lock the deadbolt. Her heart pounded on her ribs like a captive monkey, and every breath came with strain. Her eyes shut just before a jolt on her back made her jump away from the door. Ian had caught up, and he had no intention of letting the door stay in its frame tonight.
“You’re DRUNK Ian, just go home!” she shouted. Ian could hear the desperateness in her voice, which meant that there was no other way out. He chuckled to himself knowing that tonight, he would finally taste to sweat he loved to watch run down their necks as he slowly stabbed them.
Deadbolt. Deadbolt. Deadbolt. Three locks to keep you out of my house, but no lock to keep you out of my heart. The only guard is me. My emotions run freely like there is no threat. Like careless children in a war zone not knowing the risks. Give me a deadbolt for my heart, a deadbolt and a peep hole so that I can look before I open my door.
Deadbolt, So here’s my question, lets say you go break into someones home, not knowning they have a deadbold, you could be banging on that door for hours trying to steal someones urin that holds there mothers remains, So what you grab the biggest object you find in the hard and throw it thru the window causing further damage, only to find that all along, the door was locked
The lock slammed shut. Well, not slammed, precisely. It wasn’t even shut all the way, either. Not even mostly. But the deadbolt had been turned. Just enough to keep the door open, when it tried to swing shut. It was a mistake to turn the lock at all. Just let people in, instead of keeping them out.
Martie’s mother had always told him to lock the world out was to lock himself in. He didn’t like that idea. He liked the idea of letting people in, even though it meant he often lost precious items to opportunistic thieves.
And as I walked away from the house, the only thing on my mind was how much money I needed for milk. I was so concentrated on this, I didn’t remember to lock the deadbolt. I remember when I came back, though. I found my house broken into, and my young girl and her nanny shot dead. I should’ve remembered the deadbolt.
Sitting on my bed alone, I waited till the screaming stopped. I sad there, waves rolling down my face, and I couldn’t help but wish I had a deadbolt to keep the pain away.
My heart is locked with a deadbolt. You shattered my soul and I had to lock the world out forever. The treasures inside me are irreplaceable if stolen, so I must keep out the thieves.
Lock,stock, no entry. Us only. You got it. It’s us versus you in the war for the world and we’ll pull this deadbolt firm across any door we get through.
lightning bolt i dont actually know what this word means so i will just take it apart. bolt to run. dead equals not running. or to bolt as if running away from death. probably. oh the time is almost up woops. oh well i tried.
Deadbolt. Will I ever be able to describe how much this word means to me? It might bring about a negative connotation, but I find myself mesmerized by it. I have no clue as to why, I just find it fascinating. Just the word itself.
Her parents were frightened creatures. They were wary of any little thing. They insisted on tinting their car windows for fear that strangers would peer inside. Often times they told her not to open the door, and it was always deadbolted when they were home. She could not count the number of times she had been stuck outside, because the door was always deadbolted.
I lock the deadbolt. I peer through the curtain. There is a pit in my stomach that continues to grow. I seem to be paralyzed in fear. Will he find me? God save me now.
the door won’t shut. there’s something keeping it open. it should be locked. there is no key. time will leave this door forever locked. but it will not shut. locked and yet not shut. how to know when the guests knock?
Dead is not good, in fact, dead is never good. You need open, you need space, so you can overcome your ‘deadness’ and become your ‘openness’. Dead is negative, dead is the end.
Deadbolt is a fascinating concept. I personally find the words ‘dead’ and ‘bolt’ combined, to bring a glorious compound word. And does it mean a dead lightning bolt? Or a dead bolt, like a screw? Does anyone know?
Deadbolt. How…dead. What a name for a lock. I always thought it was quite ominous. Is it possible related to the “dead as a doornail” phrase?? I don’t know…I think they’re just a pain in the butt, having no house key. My grandma always locks the deadbolt in my house and I get stuck outside.
It’s in the floor . in your brain, in the door, it hides everything you otherwise would divulge if you had enough beer. Thank God it’s there. You would regret the things you would say if they didn’t deadbolt your mouth once in a while. Your conscience is the strongest of them all,
bad word.
deadbolt. what a weird word. it reminds me of running. like someone can bolt somewhere… i think. like saying “she made a bee-line to …” but instead you say “she made a deadbolt to …”.
On the door. Closed, locked out and left behind. It’s like the world was broken off behind that door with the deadbolt. It was almost frightening you see. It was like there was nothing more. No more life, no more anything.
A deadbolt is what keeps the door closed when you are inside. Or outside, I guess. They make me think of hotel rooms. Why deadbolt? Dead Bolt. That’s a lock. Yup. A lock. Usually on a door. Or maybe only on a door.
When I think about crime, I think that really no one is safe in this world really. Whether you have a deadbolt on your door, or you are packing a gun at your side. If it is your time, it’s your time.
His knuckles must be bloody by now. Perhaps they are gone. perhaps he is gone. KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK. nope. I guess its time to go. BANG.
The deadbolt is on my door. I am done with you. You can stand at my door and bang on it all you want. You can call out, but my music is up loud. You are outside for once, feeling what I have felt for so long. Disappointment and resentment. Now you stand there and wish to be on the other side. Guess Karmas a B*tch.
I have no idea what a deadbolt is but i think it is some kind of bolt that locks something or if a horse kicks you in the head id say thats a deadbolt? Or to bolt a shed with a lock and it has a child lock.
OK I TOLD HIM NOT TO PUT THAT STUPID DEADBOLT ON THE DOOR, BUT NOOOO HE HAD TO GO AND DO IT. I CANNOT STAND HIM FOR THIS WHAT KIND OF MAN DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS ONCE SOMEONE YELL AT HIM ABOUT I CANNOT BELIEVE HIM OLD GOAT!!!!!!
There are a lot of locks or barriers in the world. People can assume thier bad. However, like everything, they have two sides. They can keep doors locked until you’re ready to open them. They can safely protect you from danger. A deadbolt locked safed me from countless childhood monsters in my closet. Thats all I have to say…
A deadbolt. A locking mechanism. Nothing more I guess, though it sounds like an insult. If I called someone a deadbolt they would surely be offended. I can just imagine it now in an argument.
“You shouldn’t have expected me to do that!” A person would scream to another.
“Stop being such a lazy deadbolt!” The opposing person would yell back.
For those who don’t know what a deadbolt is I could understand this mistake. Of course it would probably only work in an argument in person. Things are fast paced; you don’t have enough time to make intelligent decisions. Sure, hours or even days afterwards someone might look back realize how it was a horrible comeback and become embarrassed about it, anyone would. But chances are the other person, though offended, didn’t notice the mistake.
On the Internet something like this would never go well. First off, the person you are arguing with probably doesn’t know you. This means if they notice a simple mistake they will call you on it because they simply don’t care about your pride.
You have forever to respond to the argument. Because of excuses so their replies are more well thought out. Someone could just say their Internet connection broke, their computer froze or they had to let a sibling use the computer for homework. The possibilities are endless.
People have spell check, they will notice grammar mistakes, spelling mistakes and if you use a word wrong they can just simply look it up. You can be proven wrong so easily and that is why arguments in person would be easier to win. That is if you are trying to get into arguments.
So back onto the topic of deadbolts…where were we again?
i dont know what this word means im listening to this stupid song i dunno what to type this is quick and challenging.. efffinnnn crazy this stumbleupon i love writing geeeezzz maybe it’s like an old ancient pot what the heck what do i write jesus!!! i have time.. plenty of time look!
IT WAS LOCKED. My breath came faster, increasingly paniced as I fumbled with the key. The room was rapidly decreasing of it’s oxogen supply. I couldn’t do it. Desperatly I groped at the door, until my trembling fingers went limp and followed my lifeless body as it slumped on the floor. It was the deadlock that killed me.
The deadbolt is the bar that keeeps the door closed. It is like that chain that comes across the door, but more definite, you can see past the chain but you can’t see past a deadbolt. Movie villians are perpetually snapping those chains, but deadbolts have more permanance than that. There is a very satisfying feeling to snapping the deadbolt shut before you go to bed, like a switch to turn off the day.
her heart thundered as she ran into the room, hands shaking so terribly as she heard his approaching footsteps. With a heaving breaths and clumsy fingers, she finally manages to lock the deadbolt just as the door cracked beneath his intimidating frame and outrageous cries of anger.
Lock key going fast yay omg what’s happening too fast way too fast can’t stop can’t stop it it won’t work I don’t know what to do I’m scared I’m terrified this isn’t working out the way I expected it to why not what have I done wrong is it my fault should I have been better should I have done something differently or maybe it’s someone else’s fault who knows oh well I’ll go away
She jiggled the doorknob, panicking. She started pounding her fists on the door, the skin on her fists breaking, bleeding. “Help!” She cried. “Let me out! Let me out!”
This will properly protect your apartment from the eventual Zombie Apocalypse. Our deadbolts come in a variety of shapes and sizes, all of which are assured to keep the legions of the undead out of your living room and on your front porch where they belong. This week we have a special on steel-plated deadbolts. By one, get an unloaded shotgun free. Tell a friend!
He watched her fling the flowers down. “What goes through your head?” she cried. “After what you’ve done, you think-” She turned around suddenly, leaving in a flourish.
He watched her go, and then in a delayed instant, he said, “What the hell did I do? Nothing!”
He looked at the flowers on the ground. He crushed them under his feet, feeling hatred grow within. Her heart had a deadbolt lock, and he had lost the key long ago.
The deadbolt slammed home behind her, and Mary sighed, biting her cheek to fight off the tears. She would not let this make her cry.
She’d just dropped in on Anthony, just to say hi, and it barely took him a moment to look at her, murmur the words ‘Don’t you ever come here again’, and then close the door. at least he hadn’t slammed it. But the fact that he locked it behind her wasn’t that much better.
Such a pity, she thought, such a waste.
Lock it up and store it safe inside. That which keeps us distant from the outside world. Just another accessory for a door. But a protection shield that keeps everything in and everything out. Or so they say. Lock up my heart and hold these secrets within. Things you’ll never know if you don’t try and speak to me. The deadbolt to our lives. Keeping us safe but keeping us alone as well.
locked the deadbolt after slamming the door no one will ever get in. it shuts be sure it isn’t broken. be careful you don’t shut your hand in. rust colored, copper or silver. called deadbolt because… the door is so empty.
the dead bolt
many ages ago he died
now he goes on the bottom of a door
to make the door dead
so you can’t open it
deadbolt
brown sausages are delicious.
The door slammed with enough time for Elle to lock the deadbolt. Her heart pounded on her ribs like a captive monkey, and every breath came with strain. Her eyes shut just before a jolt on her back made her jump away from the door. Ian had caught up, and he had no intention of letting the door stay in its frame tonight.
“You’re DRUNK Ian, just go home!” she shouted. Ian could hear the desperateness in her voice, which meant that there was no other way out. He chuckled to himself knowing that tonight, he would finally taste to sweat he loved to watch run down their necks as he slowly stabbed them.
Deadbolt. Deadbolt. Deadbolt. Three locks to keep you out of my house, but no lock to keep you out of my heart. The only guard is me. My emotions run freely like there is no threat. Like careless children in a war zone not knowing the risks. Give me a deadbolt for my heart, a deadbolt and a peep hole so that I can look before I open my door.
Deadbolt, So here’s my question, lets say you go break into someones home, not knowning they have a deadbold, you could be banging on that door for hours trying to steal someones urin that holds there mothers remains, So what you grab the biggest object you find in the hard and throw it thru the window causing further damage, only to find that all along, the door was locked
The lock slammed shut. Well, not slammed, precisely. It wasn’t even shut all the way, either. Not even mostly. But the deadbolt had been turned. Just enough to keep the door open, when it tried to swing shut. It was a mistake to turn the lock at all. Just let people in, instead of keeping them out.
Martie’s mother had always told him to lock the world out was to lock himself in. He didn’t like that idea. He liked the idea of letting people in, even though it meant he often lost precious items to opportunistic thieves.
And as I walked away from the house, the only thing on my mind was how much money I needed for milk. I was so concentrated on this, I didn’t remember to lock the deadbolt. I remember when I came back, though. I found my house broken into, and my young girl and her nanny shot dead. I should’ve remembered the deadbolt.
Sitting on my bed alone, I waited till the screaming stopped. I sad there, waves rolling down my face, and I couldn’t help but wish I had a deadbolt to keep the pain away.
My heart is locked with a deadbolt. You shattered my soul and I had to lock the world out forever. The treasures inside me are irreplaceable if stolen, so I must keep out the thieves.
Lock,stock, no entry. Us only. You got it. It’s us versus you in the war for the world and we’ll pull this deadbolt firm across any door we get through.
lightning bolt i dont actually know what this word means so i will just take it apart. bolt to run. dead equals not running. or to bolt as if running away from death. probably. oh the time is almost up woops. oh well i tried.