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I once held a unicorn in my hands. She was the sweetest thing. I got her for my seventh birthday. It was one of the last gifts I was given by my deceased father. She has survived with me through many struggles since the day I adopted her, she is my survivor, one of my only ones.
By Jehaan on 07.24.2012
I’ve had the key for over seven years. When they call for the door to be opened, I am ready. The door holds back.
door holds back as I
Hold its key
By Andy King URL on 07.24.2012
I once held a unicorn, actually, I have her to this day. She was the last gift I was given by my deceased father. She is my survivor, although I must say, I believe to have grown up quite a bit since I adopted her (8 years!), I still, to this day, believe she helped me get through many hardships.
By jehaan URL on 07.24.2012
To be the holder.
What is a holder
I think of Ian Somerhauler… which is a little sad.
No holding, ummm babies.
Urg scary thought of having children. Too young for that. much to young.
But I would have babies with ian somerhalder. Yes. I would.
By Cora Warner on 07.24.2012
a device or implement for holding . A person who holds things.
By sophia on 07.24.2012
Yesterday I went shopping. I bought shirts, dresses, skirts, books, and, most importantly, a swirly-tree-shaped jewelry holder. I got home, threw all the bags on the floor of my room, and placed the swirly tree on top of my TV. “Yes, this will definitely solve the chaos in my room,” I thought. Rushing, I moved all my earrings and necklaces from the bags there were in to the holder; they filled all the right side. I threw away the bags, locked myself in my room, and lay on my bed. In spite of all the clothes and books on the floor, I was at peace. I managed to convince myself that setting the little holder up on its little organized corner was the first little step toward a new, organized self in a new, organized room. But that was it; it was only a first little step.
By Lie URL on 07.24.2012
Hmm, I once held a baby before, I like kids , they are so sweet. I loved babysitting now that I think of it I would’ve done it for free.
he stepped into the car, the black leather burning his skin. his eyes swept over the chaos in the passenger seat – old packages on the floor, sunglasses lying broken, wires and cords tangled around the seatbelt. he placed his now cold coffee into the cup holder, praying that it wasn’t too late.s
By sophia URL on 07.24.2012
the holder of my heart, my soul. tender crusher.. beautiful destroyer. Collision of worlds, holder. Holder of reality, the palm of the hand. yes.
By Kayla Dubia on 07.24.2012
the holder is me. im in charge. i hold the world in my hands. while nobody but me does. i hold the future. but whom holds me? is it a higher being? or just me? i hold that of which i need. me. and me alone.
By LHanna on 07.24.2012
pen holder. that’s what comes to my mind. and maybe a pocket for some reason. i was also thinking a pen stand. i dont know. a card holder? last position holder?
By Nischay on 07.24.2012
The cup holder in the car held a tinted glass bottle. When I unscrewed the cap and looked inside, I saw a dark reddish-brown liquid, almost the color of blood. When I drank this liquid, I died in a minute.
By Iam Me URL on 07.24.2012
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they said. They said the world was beautiful. As a blind girl, I can only agree. But the smells and the sounds of the world clash with what these people see. I can’t imagine what they think is horrible.
By rainonthewindow URL on 07.24.2012
Manteniendo la posición de su caballo hacia el sur. El joven rebelde quien habia perdido su auto en una apuesta, se dirigía hacia la capital… Si, a caballo, fue tremendo, porque si algo no valía una mano de truco era un 0 km recién comprado.
By Dani on 07.24.2012
Inside the car, a styrofoam cup held coffee. The coffee was old, no longer hot. Who left it there? I never let my car get so messy. Whose coffee was in my holder? When had someone else been inside my car?
I live alone, I drive alone. I never loan my car to anyone.
So who left their coffee in my car?
By Solo Rae URL on 07.24.2012
ingrained in my mind is the way your hands cupped that blackbird as its eyes slowly shut to small slits in pain, or peace. one or the other. perhaps both. it died in your arms that day and even though i told you there was nothing you could do, you took the blame upon yourself and the image haunted your nightmares for weeks after.
By sophie URL on 07.24.2012
the holder of the eye of death is the angle who wields the sword of flames, his word is law and there is no other. his power was granted to him by the great creator.
By Walter Hatz on 07.24.2012
He was the holder of many assets all of which dealt with the industry of sex. I couldn’t fathom what he would want to do with me…since i was well over fifty and a chain smoker. Nevertheless…i was curious about his proposal.
By michelle on 07.24.2012
The place holder to hold the space.
To have and to hold
The place holder between life and death.
Hold your breath.
Hold on to each other for as long as you can.
Or until you find another place holder to hold the space
By F. I. URL on 07.24.2012
Time to be packing, shifting, sorting. As the holder of books and miscellaneous objects to distract me from the tedium of life I have a duty and responsiblity towards them. These objects may be burdensome, but I have should treat them with respect and care. Packaged up they will not hold so much power over me, and I can move on.
By Meredyth URL on 07.24.2012
I paced the trading room floor, papers fluttering out of my hands, canvasing the already dirty floor. I had a deadline, and the more seconds that ticked on, the less likely I was going to make it. Where is he? Where?
He held all the information I needed to make this trade. Without him, months of planning would go down the drain.
By Mike T on 07.24.2012
“Schau mal, mein neues Auto!” – “Wow, sieht nicht schlecht aus. Was hat der denn gekostet?” – “Ach, war gar nicht so teuer. Ist sehr sparsam im Verbrauch und trotzdem flott unterwegs. Ist hauptsächlich für die Stadt gedacht.”
By DerKirsche URL on 07.24.2012
He was holding something in his large, muscular hands. I don’t think he understood the weight of what he was holding. But it was my heart. Not my anatomical heart, but the thing that I loved the most. Our child…he was the holder of our child.
By Milla on 07.24.2012
a holder is used to hold stuff
By noor on 07.24.2012
Do not actuallu know, you see I am from Sweden …. Makes me think about someone putting the arm around somebodys shoulders … I think it seems cozy. It could have something with money to do also. Like poker game
By Anna on 07.24.2012
Holder for what? You can use a tin can to hold your pens and pencils so they’re ready when you write, but plenty of things need carrying. Sometimes, you need to rely on loved ones to keep you up, but in the end, you need to be able to make yourself keep going.
By Ashi URL on 07.24.2012
I sit here with a cat sitting between me and the keyboard and know she wants me to hold her. To scratch her ears, and hug. But I’m not a holder. I don’t hold my cats or my dogs. Not even the tiny dogs. Nor do I carry my little dogs. They were born with feet.
you are the holder of my heart. Sometimes you squeeze to hard and make it skip a beat; you don’t know your strength. I wish I could loosen your grip and let my heart fall, but i’m hooked and I don’t really want you to let go.
By Kim URL on 07.24.2012
The holder was staring at me from the window sill. Filled with memories, it was painful to go near but at the same time to painful to look at.
By Laura URL on 07.24.2012
I was always the holder, always grabbing and touching and carrying and waiting. And as we moved through the store, through the meat aisle and the pretzels and yogurt, I would hold some more things. And then even more. And all the while, people would stare at me like I was a pack mule, which I felt like, because my mom, for whatever reason, hated pushing around carts. Or carrying baskets. And I would laugh at her from time to time, but in the end, I would actually be very, very mad at her for making me hold so many groceries.
By Kelly K URL on 07.24.2012
There was a time when I believed that I could control all the memories of my life experience at mi will.
By Gonher on 07.24.2012
A device which allows you to have your hands free. Instead of carrying loads of stuff around in your arms and or pockets (Which are also a holder).
By Cassie on 07.24.2012
You see this napkin holder.
It doesn’t hold too many napkins
but I love the oak wood so I spend
time refilling the napkins.
And I don’t mind because I like
the aesthetic of the oak napkin holder.
By Robin on 07.24.2012
The vase was the holder of the beautiful flowers that the wonderful man had given to her. She had just met him and she was in love.
By McKenzie on 07.24.2012
the holder is the best piece of art that was created by the ancient civilizations to help in holding the cup of a hot beverage for old people. which was then used to aid the hot beverages for younger kids aswell. It was this creation that has led to many other creations
By Armine on 07.24.2012
She held the bottle up to her face, ready to drink the blood that was filled to the top of it. she nastily drank the bottle and couldn’t help but to spit it out. She was definitely not a vampire! She couldn’t drink this horrid thing! It was so nasty she almost threw it up.
By bianca on 07.24.2012
The cup, golden molten edge,
Droplet detail and lip worn edge
Was held by calous fingers
Nails split, finger prints like grooves
on dusty vinyl – ‘tip me’, the base bellowed
‘and sup from every mouth that has kissed me’
By gsk URL on 07.24.2012
The holder is the person that holds an object/ power. Lets say I had a magic power of levertation, I am the holder of that power. Or I was holding a phone. I am the holder of the phone.
By Fleur on 07.24.2012
The holder of the key is one that no one knows, it is said that she resides in a state with few or none people. Her blonde flowing hair and piercing green eyes are distinct in the photography, no one knows her name.
By Lilia on 07.24.2012
A holder for many things: pencils, pens, be it a pair of scissors sitting upside down. A useful object for many different items.
By tarablanca URL on 07.24.2012