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cant believe how fast they unpacked it, and the person lying on it was somewhat, lifeless. The aggressive emotion on everyone’s face astounded me. In the end the cat was saved, but at what cost? Was it worth a complex brain
By brandon on 07.18.2012
I dropped the knife. “No. What have I done?!” My cell phone still lay on the side walk. I ran to it and made my call. “She’s hurt! Save her!” I scream through my tears. Soon the ambulance arrives.
By Amy URL on 07.18.2012
He was white, white as the stretcher he lay limply upon. But all Nyroc could see was the blindingly red stain on his chest, one spread so largely that he found himself thinking, How can someone have so much blood in him?
Nyroc was scared. He was frightened for his friend, laying upon the stretcher, as still as death.
By Gabby on 07.18.2012
My eyesight went fuzzy a few times while I lay on the stretcher.
I couldn’t move.
I saw blood, lots of it. Was it mine?
I couldn’t feel anything, I felt numb.
I just kept thinking about the terrible, terrible aching pain I felt before I blanked out.
By Gaia Serene URL on 07.18.2012
A bed used to carry all the people that can’t help themselves. It’s a tool used by paramedics as a means to transport patients to the ambulance.
By Melissa Hernandez on 07.18.2012
A stretcher stretches you. more than you could ever imagine. The stretcher takes you to new heights and lengths. :P STRETCH! And you will be flexible!!! hehe
By Lauren on 07.18.2012
the man was seriously wounded and he only thing that could save him now was a man and his mighty stretcher, fortunately just such a thing was appearing on the horizon. he was saved.
By tom on 07.18.2012
a stretcher is a kind of bed that helps those in need i always feel as if i am a stretcher helping people whenever they are in need unfortunately i cannot help myself I am not a stretcher.
By Ryan URL on 07.18.2012
Weird word today we have … Stretcher … Sounds nice. Has a nice ‘woody’ kind of thing as Monty Python would say. Indeed it has !
By Omnix URL on 07.18.2012
His body lay limply upon the stretcher as it was brought into the building. Nyroc immediately ran to his side, his mind blank. Cyrus was white, as white as a sheet, but the blindingly red stain on his chest made Nyroc dizzy from the colour contrast.
How can someone have so much blood in him? Nyroc thought, terrified. He was scared, scared to death for his friend, who was still as death.
By Lapwing URL on 07.18.2012
His eyes were wide open. Staring endlessly. Blue. Bright blue. A brighter blue than in life. In death, his worn face regained some of his youth. His features reflected an odd array of emotion.
By Landon URL on 07.18.2012
Stretchers are necessities in every hospital and nursing home in order to transport people around. Thus, each facility has to make sure that it has enough for every patient.
By Lina Kultasova URL on 07.18.2012
she stretches and walks over to her dresser. she had just woken up, it was yet another day with out apollo and she simply had no idea what to do with her self. she knew she had to cheer up. she had to be strong for jasper. yawning she opens the drawers, and shifts through them. After a while she finds a cute shirt and sweatpants. she heads towards the bathroom to get dressed when jasper lets out a loud wail. she goes to get him, abbandoning all thoughts of a shower. she rocks him and starts singing to calm him down.
By k on 07.18.2012
I dont know what to write about, aaaahhhhhh can’t stop thinking! blah blah blah blah blah I like cheese and tacos, and cupcakes, CUPCAKES ARE THE BEST!!!!! :)
By Priya on 07.18.2012
The walls were made of brick. The scene was pitch black. Then the torches were lit. And that’s when the prisoner saw the stretcher.
“But I have nothing to say!” he begged the guards as they prodded him forward.
“We know.” one of them smiled in answer.
By Tyler G. URL on 07.18.2012
A man was carried away on a stretcher. Police say he is alive but seriously wounded. The gunman in the standoff with police is dead.
By Jean on 07.18.2012
there was an evil man, who liked to put evil men on stretchers, and stretch their bodies out until they ripped apart. The man, one day, died, and fell on the stretcher. He was ripped apart as he accidentally set off the machine himself! It’s said, that he is still alive, and traps those who trespa
By Lauren Portee on 07.18.2012
The word stretcher reminds me of that Willy Wonka movie where the gamer nerd gets shrunk from the teleporter thingy then gets stretched out by the taffy puller. What a classic. That’s an important lesson in life. When you don’t go outside every you transition into a new race of human called the dumbass. Says the girl who’s just spent three hours on the computer.
By Stephanie URL on 07.18.2012
I saw someone get carried away on a stretcher. It was sad. There was blood all over the opaque, tiled floor that had dripped down from the steely bars of the white-clothed stretcher. I never want to be on one. I don’t want to stare at the ceiling tiles on my back while thinking of my sure death.
By JBEAN on 07.18.2012
The room was pitch black. The walls were made of brick. The air was still and damp. Rats squeaked somewhere nearby.
Then the torches were lit. And that’s when the prisoner saw the stretcher.
“But I have nothing to say!” he begged the guards as they prodded him forward.
“We know.” one of them answered. And the rest smiled.
i lay back reflect on the times ive had, the good and the bad. the ceiling is a mirror and i see my past. the choices ive made has left me broken but the words i keep keep me strong when unspoken, but in my heart i shout them to remind me of whats better, i cannot move, call 911 and get me a stretcher.
By FayZ on 07.18.2012
they carried his body away from my small, outstretched hands. it was my eighth birthday, and my wish had come true.
By molly alexandra URL on 07.18.2012
I just heard the crash. The sound of it all. I didn’t feel any pain. I just felt the warm sticky flow of blood as the metal collided and glass shattered. Nothing else even registered. Not the idea that this was me, me in the car. The compact vehicle advertised for it’s safety features. I didn’t think about my coffee, spattering everywhere, mixing with my blood. I didn’t notice the smell of burned rubber and gasoline fumes. Just the sound. The tires screeching in their desperate effort to halt, people on the street yelling and screaming in anger and fear and shock. The metal’s crunch as it buckled in on itself. None of it was relevant, until the next sound. The sound of the siren. That shook me, slapped my mind into focus. I could see around my spider webbed windshield at the car that had crashed. A man; I knew by the blood that seeped from his door, thick and abundant, he must be dead. My own blood still dripped into my eyes, and I wiped my shaking hand across my brow. The ambulance came. A stretcher for me, and a body bag, for my victim.
By Ali Brock URL on 07.18.2012
two days ago, on a strecher, made completely of gold, brown and the type of red you see old ladies wear, i saw her, she looked the same as i remebered but there was a certain difference, her hair, never retained the life i remebered it once had, nor the magesty of her fore finger which she used in a constant repetitive motion, as it were when i was a child, but it was in the subtlety, as she was carried away i thought this stretcher was never goin to hold something so important ever again
By liam on 07.18.2012
lying on a stretcher, looking up at the sky. bleeding from some place below. there is shouting and movement, but all you can see are clouds and an edge of darkness. oh, look. a bird flew over you. the darkness creeps closer and the shouting is suddenly very far away. goodbye, clouds. goodbye, bird.
By Talia on 07.18.2012
Lay me down on the stretcher
Fold my arms into themselves
My eyes turn down and away
Fix my broken nose with twist
I won’t feel it
The body bag can be the canvas
To the still life of me
By gsk URL on 07.18.2012
when you see someone coming out on a stretcher,
You think oh no, hope he’ll make it.
you think of the medics who see this all day.
they are tough.
By Robin on 07.18.2012
THE GUY LAYING ON A STRECHER SEEMS OUT OF IT BUT UTTERLY CONCIOUS, IF THAT MAKES ANY SENCE. BEAUTIFUL GREEN EYES FLUTTER AS HE IS TRYING TO FIGURW OUT WHAT IS GOING ON. THEN IT DOWNS ON HIM. HE IS LAYING ON A STRECHER HE FEELS STUPID FOR COMING TO THAT CONCLUSION AS IT SEEMS LIKE THE MOST OBVIOUS ANSWER SO HE TRIES TO MAKE HIS BRAIN THINK AND FIND A MORE SMARTER SOUNDING ANSWER BUT THAT IS JUST IT. HE IS LAYING ON A STRETCHER ON IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. THAT IS THE MOMENT WHEN ALL HIS LIFES DOING FLASH RIGHT BEFORE HIS EYES AND SEES THAT LIFE IS NOT THAT COMPLICATED, IT IS WHAT IT IS. THE ANSWER THAT IS RIGHT INFORNT OF YOU IS USUALLY THE RIGHT ONE. WHY WASTE TIME TRYING TO FIGURE THE HIDDEN MEANING AND TRYING TO READ BETWEEN THE LINES ” IT IS WHAT IT IS” AND HE IS JUST LAYING ON A STRETCHEWR.
By Dangi on 07.18.2012
I think i’m dying. I feel i’m dying. Blood is dripping from the wound in my chest, and i feel my heart grow weaker. I want to tell him i love him, but the pain is just to much, agony is real. He doesn’t know! He doesn’t know i love him! If only he did, then maybe he’d kiss me goodbye.
By Sophia on 07.18.2012
death. a stretcher is something i never want to experience. I never want to see myself or anyone i know carried away on one of these bad boys. and yeah. that’s about it.
By Kylee URL on 07.18.2012
My heart raced and i couldn’t feel my leg. the paramedics put me up on a stretcher and my vision started to go blurry. i heard the paramedics telling me “stay with us sarah” and they put an oxygen has over my face. I was dazed and confused.
By Alana on 07.18.2012
I watch as they wheel him out of the stretcher, pale-faced and hooked to the IV. My feet spring off the ground, and I follow the paramedics out to the ambulance. You can’t come in, they tell me.
By Ashi URL on 07.18.2012
It was a magnificent morning. I’d risen early to a symphony of gulls and brought my toast and espresso to the terrace to watch the sun rise over the city. The smell of intrigue was in the air.
I could never have imagined that in a few short hours I’d be lying dead on a stretcher.
By penny dreadful URL on 07.18.2012
S.T.R.E.T.C.H.E.R. That word haunts my brain. Ive seen so many loved ones and family members be taken away on these horrific things. they seem to be the pathway to death, in my experience. Now its my boyfriend Kyle. His leg mangled, unconscious after a motorcycle accident.
By Alana URL on 07.18.2012
Bound between two boards
the canvass thread strains
harder than a hammock in a Santa Ana
By Andy King URL on 07.18.2012
Sirens screamed out her name. Calling to her in the distance. Telling her to hang in there. Keep fighting. Help is on the way.
By esky1118 URL on 07.18.2012
Laying in a stretcher. That’s where her parents ended up. That’s where she will end up. Sooner rather than later. The medics will roll her away into oblivion. Maybe the last thing she’ll ever see will be the florescent lights on the ceiling of the hospital uptown. Maybe she won’t even last that long when the final call is made. Maybe they’ll bypass the hospital and take her on a stretcher straight to the morgue.
These are the thoughts that occupy her as she walks across the street on a sunny, otherwise peaceful afternoon.
By dan URL on 07.18.2012
They put my nephew on the stretcher as my sister wept. It’s never easy seeing a child get hurt…
By Kirk URL on 07.18.2012
I went camping and I saw my sister lying on her stretcher. She was snoring loudly and it was hurting my ears. My baby brother was also asleep on his stretcher. I love camping, just not with my sister and brother. I really wnat my own bed and tent to sleep in.
By Katherine Aitken on 07.18.2012
sick, dead dying, hospital crazy lunitic half baked screaming blood oxygen mask machines couples family onlookers police emt ambulance driver white and red truck sirens flashing traffic urgency er bust through doors
By Meredith Blankenship on 07.18.2012