He approached the lake wishing that he could be at the Ocean instead. The lake was calm, the ocean would be full of life. He was not content with stillness and never would be but as usually he settled for the next best thing. After staring at the lake for a few minutes, George decided that there wasn’t much for him here and headed back home.
Me
can you feel the tension when you first come close to a person, that tense apprehension, and then the relief when they turn around and smile, hopefully. HOPEFULLY, they don’t ignore you, and you know they can feel you behind them. you know they can.
camilla
You approach me slowly, carefully, like I was a wild beast. In the end you’ll realize I was just someone you saw in a mirror.
It’s hard for me to approach new people. Sometimes I force myself. And more often then not I’m surprised to see that they are open and receptive. I learned as a child that strangers are scary…even when I was beyond the age when that was appropriate to learn. So “unlearning” at a much older age is difficult.
Some days I’m more confident and I can easily approach someone and ask a question. Other days, it terrifies me to the point of paralysis. I need to approach my fear with less trepidation and more confidence and acceptance.
She approached the curled figure cautiously. From the bent shape, she was not able to distinguish it’s features, but the panting that came from it was eerily human. Who could possibly do this to someone else? The creature’s blood lay congealing on the floor.
approach, but asymptotically. approach, but hesitantly. approach, but with total abandon. approach, but keep your eyes closed. approach, but hold your breath. approach, but keep the rope tied to the land. approach, but without laughter. approach.
I did this one yesterday! What a sham!!! I thought I would get a new word each day as i APPROACH my new day… grrrrrrr. Well at least my students are seeing me do this and maybe they will approach the concept on their own time. I even think they could draw what the word means to them too. Hmmm how else could we approach this exercise. i hope my work from yesterday is still there.
Cate
his approach was weak. you could tell he actually had no backbone and everything he was gonna say would be a complete and total bluff. She eyed him carefully as he made his way to her. he held his breath and spoke.
i never know what you’re doing.
even though you do.
you always do.
a slick step, a quick lip.
the heart skips a quick beat.
and i am lost in a sea of awkward confusion.
at least you’re here with me.
Gillian held he breath as she approached the enemy’s wagon in the dark of night. She was tired, dirty, and hungry, but she had only one thing on her mind: she had to hear what her enemies were saying. It was the only way to save her brother!
I wish I could approach him about this breakup. I wish I could make things easier for both of us. If only. </3
uhlainnuhh
He began to approach me with an aura of purpose. I debated whether I should run from the man or listen to what he had to say. His eyes locked on to me, his defenseless target, as he took each slow step. Either run or stay; a different effect will happen with each action. A different future. Which should I choose?
well today is the same day as yesterday,though waking up I assumed they would be different days different days, different from each other, divided by a change in the numbers that denote them and by things that change every day
emily
Tina remained still in that damp corner watching over the upturned table for any movement. Then suddenly, something grabbed her leg from the ankle and started pulling her towards the hole. She was stunned as she didn’t saw anything approaching her. And then, she saw. It was him !!
He could hear them approaching, each pounding footstep a shot echoing into the night. Tracing the edge of the cliff with the tip of his shoe, he weighed his options. If they caught him, they’d toss him into solitary without a second thought, leaving his mind to rot within his own body. Which left the second choice, if he was brave enough to take it.
Taking a deep breath, he launched himself into a graceful spiral over the edge.
He could hear them approaching, each pounding footstep a shot echoing into the night. Tracing the edge of the cliff with the tip of his shoe, he weighed his options. If they caught him, they’d toss him into solitary without a second thought, leaving his mind to rot within his own body. Which left the second choice, if he was brave enough to take it.
Taking a deep breath, he launch himself into a graceful spiral over the edge.
I walked up to her with my heart in my throat. Every time I saw her I forgot my own name. My address. I even forgot to breathe sometimes. I tried to find a point on her face where I wouldn’t be completely flummoxed. I couldn’t look into her eyes, because then I’d be a goner.
JM Davis
As he drew closer to me I knew. In that moment, that millisecond of darkness when his face blocked out the sun. I knew. He approached me with all the ferocity of a lion, and all the passion of cupid. In that moment, I knew we would always love each other.
keep walking and taking big steps you have to approach it from all angles
run if you have to skip even but approach it from behind
you get second chances to approach it again likle me for instance, im getting a second chance to write about approach it agian
god arn’t i lucky?
luck lucky me i know you are thinking
dusty
She approached him cautiously, her mind racing. Nothing could have prepaired her for that moment. All of the hours of imagining the meeting, practicing how she would walk what she would say. It didn’t matter now. Her sovereign stood before her now, and she was lost. Completely, and utterly lost in the moment and in her mind.
Paige
How do you approach someone you don’t know? Don’t ask me, I suck at it. I’m awkward, I try too hard not to be, and then it’s only worse.
I approached him, in the hospital bed. And this was all my fault. The machine at his side beeped over and over again. He was looking out the window, at who knows what. I was scared that he’d be mad at me, for getting him shot.
I sat in the chair beside the hospital bed, as silently as possible. But he did know I was there.
“…Sam?”
He turned to me. And smiled, though I could tell it wasn’t out of happiness. “This isn’t your…fault. I shouldn’t have gone when she called me…there.” He struggled for the right words, speaking slowly. Because of the head injury.
I felt a tear run down my face. He looked at me worriedly. I covered my face.
“Don’t…don’t…cry…” He said, and I felt a hand on my back, then he was pulling me to him.
“I’m so sorry.” I whispered over and over.
“It’s okay.”
“I’m sorry for everything.”
“Everything?”
There was silence for a few moments. I played with the hem of my shirt. I was nervous to tell him. I sucked in a breath.
“I love you, too.”
“No, you don’t.” He said, smiling sadly. “I…know you don’t.”
I looked up at him. “I…accept that…now.” He continued. “You…love me, like…a brother. And…that’s all. But it’s okay.” He looked at me then. “Because…you belong…with him.”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For understanding. And for making me understand.”
The final approach of the space capsule hit the atmosphere and started to head up. Captain Legstrong held the reverse throttler controller with both hands, trying to delay deployment of the chutes as long as possible. Captains Sumdrin and Cullins strapped in tight, waiting for this historic moment.
The rescue boats arrived shortly after they splashed down in the sea of methane and Captain Gl’orpsta’ch greeted the earthlings with a wave of his tentacle. Spotted tentacles and orange eyeballs flurried as journalists captured the moment on their devices. “Greetings, earthlings,” he said through his brain wave adapter, “What historic first words do you have for posterity.”
The earth astronauts looked at each other, considered the 27 light years they had traveled, much in suspended animation, and finally Cullins spoke up: “Can we use your bathroom?”
The way she approached him took his breath away. She walked with a type of grace that he hadn’t seen in any other girl. Her long, brown hair blowing in the wind and her big green eyes pointed directly towards him.
I have blunt approaches towards people most of the time. That’s probably the reason why I’m regarded as a little bitch sometimes. But I don’t really care. That’s how I am.. If I can’t live with how you deal with stuff, better deal with mine.
He held the rope in his left hand and and approached the jungle gym, pulling himself up with his right. When he got to the highest bar, he tied the rope to it then pulled the loop up and over his head, crowning himself. His somersault off the bar was perfect.
Approaching the hanging bodies wasn’t what he had in mind. But one of them shocked him out of his numbness with a twitching leg, and he walked up to it quickly. Sure enough, it twitched again. Suddenly, without thinking he wrapped his arms around the young woman’s calves and tried to hold her up, but she kept kicking.
If he was going to make an approach couldn’t he just hurry up and get on with it? Tandy sipped her lime cordial, increasingly frustrated by his dithering
It’s all about the approach. Come in to fast and you’ll overshoot. Come in to slow and you’ll crash into the deck. I guess landing on an aircraft carrier is a lot like meeting women?
approaching the top of the cliff, he looked down, and decided not to go any further. The seas crashed against the bottom of the cliffs, the waves glimmering in the sunlight. He felt better just enjoying the sunshine and the warmth
He suggest a more delicate approach to the matter. After all a divorced woman was in a state of great unease. H e thought of sending her flowers. Maybe a box of chocolate.
As I approached the end of my college days, the world in my eyes seemed to approach the end of an era. Days were good, bad, and ugly, but nothing seems to matter now. All I take is happy memories.
‘Approach’ Aha that has us both held, frozen, that reveals to us our fear, we who do not approach the world, but rather wait for the world to come. But that which bids us now is not the world but heaven and worth the risk if either of us could take the smallest step. I will if you will, will we let our breaths rise and fall together, let our heart beats fall into one, will we take a first step?
geraldine
Don’t come near, I’m tingling all over. I feel something inside me, something awkward, angular and painful. You cannot see, but it’s shooting out and hitting deep inside of you. I smell like death, like old soaked rotten flowers and incense. I am death.
He approached the lake wishing that he could be at the Ocean instead. The lake was calm, the ocean would be full of life. He was not content with stillness and never would be but as usually he settled for the next best thing. After staring at the lake for a few minutes, George decided that there wasn’t much for him here and headed back home.
can you feel the tension when you first come close to a person, that tense apprehension, and then the relief when they turn around and smile, hopefully. HOPEFULLY, they don’t ignore you, and you know they can feel you behind them. you know they can.
You approach me slowly, carefully, like I was a wild beast. In the end you’ll realize I was just someone you saw in a mirror.
We approach the decent slowly but surely.
It’s hard for me to approach new people. Sometimes I force myself. And more often then not I’m surprised to see that they are open and receptive. I learned as a child that strangers are scary…even when I was beyond the age when that was appropriate to learn. So “unlearning” at a much older age is difficult.
Some days I’m more confident and I can easily approach someone and ask a question. Other days, it terrifies me to the point of paralysis. I need to approach my fear with less trepidation and more confidence and acceptance.
She approached the curled figure cautiously. From the bent shape, she was not able to distinguish it’s features, but the panting that came from it was eerily human. Who could possibly do this to someone else? The creature’s blood lay congealing on the floor.
approach, but asymptotically. approach, but hesitantly. approach, but with total abandon. approach, but keep your eyes closed. approach, but hold your breath. approach, but keep the rope tied to the land. approach, but without laughter. approach.
I did this one yesterday! What a sham!!! I thought I would get a new word each day as i APPROACH my new day… grrrrrrr. Well at least my students are seeing me do this and maybe they will approach the concept on their own time. I even think they could draw what the word means to them too. Hmmm how else could we approach this exercise. i hope my work from yesterday is still there.
his approach was weak. you could tell he actually had no backbone and everything he was gonna say would be a complete and total bluff. She eyed him carefully as he made his way to her. he held his breath and spoke.
i never know what you’re doing.
even though you do.
you always do.
a slick step, a quick lip.
the heart skips a quick beat.
and i am lost in a sea of awkward confusion.
at least you’re here with me.
Gillian held he breath as she approached the enemy’s wagon in the dark of night. She was tired, dirty, and hungry, but she had only one thing on her mind: she had to hear what her enemies were saying. It was the only way to save her brother!
I wish I could approach him about this breakup. I wish I could make things easier for both of us. If only. </3
He began to approach me with an aura of purpose. I debated whether I should run from the man or listen to what he had to say. His eyes locked on to me, his defenseless target, as he took each slow step. Either run or stay; a different effect will happen with each action. A different future. Which should I choose?
well today is the same day as yesterday,though waking up I assumed they would be different days different days, different from each other, divided by a change in the numbers that denote them and by things that change every day
Tina remained still in that damp corner watching over the upturned table for any movement. Then suddenly, something grabbed her leg from the ankle and started pulling her towards the hole. She was stunned as she didn’t saw anything approaching her. And then, she saw. It was him !!
He could hear them approaching, each pounding footstep a shot echoing into the night. Tracing the edge of the cliff with the tip of his shoe, he weighed his options. If they caught him, they’d toss him into solitary without a second thought, leaving his mind to rot within his own body. Which left the second choice, if he was brave enough to take it.
Taking a deep breath, he launched himself into a graceful spiral over the edge.
He could hear them approaching, each pounding footstep a shot echoing into the night. Tracing the edge of the cliff with the tip of his shoe, he weighed his options. If they caught him, they’d toss him into solitary without a second thought, leaving his mind to rot within his own body. Which left the second choice, if he was brave enough to take it.
Taking a deep breath, he launch himself into a graceful spiral over the edge.
I walked up to her with my heart in my throat. Every time I saw her I forgot my own name. My address. I even forgot to breathe sometimes. I tried to find a point on her face where I wouldn’t be completely flummoxed. I couldn’t look into her eyes, because then I’d be a goner.
As he drew closer to me I knew. In that moment, that millisecond of darkness when his face blocked out the sun. I knew. He approached me with all the ferocity of a lion, and all the passion of cupid. In that moment, I knew we would always love each other.
go for it go for it
keep walking and taking big steps you have to approach it from all angles
run if you have to skip even but approach it from behind
you get second chances to approach it again likle me for instance, im getting a second chance to write about approach it agian
god arn’t i lucky?
luck lucky me i know you are thinking
She approached him cautiously, her mind racing. Nothing could have prepaired her for that moment. All of the hours of imagining the meeting, practicing how she would walk what she would say. It didn’t matter now. Her sovereign stood before her now, and she was lost. Completely, and utterly lost in the moment and in her mind.
How do you approach someone you don’t know? Don’t ask me, I suck at it. I’m awkward, I try too hard not to be, and then it’s only worse.
Approach is a word often used when either approaching someone or approach a goal. I approach many things and often achieve my goals.
I approached him, in the hospital bed. And this was all my fault. The machine at his side beeped over and over again. He was looking out the window, at who knows what. I was scared that he’d be mad at me, for getting him shot.
I sat in the chair beside the hospital bed, as silently as possible. But he did know I was there.
“…Sam?”
He turned to me. And smiled, though I could tell it wasn’t out of happiness. “This isn’t your…fault. I shouldn’t have gone when she called me…there.” He struggled for the right words, speaking slowly. Because of the head injury.
I felt a tear run down my face. He looked at me worriedly. I covered my face.
“Don’t…don’t…cry…” He said, and I felt a hand on my back, then he was pulling me to him.
“I’m so sorry.” I whispered over and over.
“It’s okay.”
“I’m sorry for everything.”
“Everything?”
There was silence for a few moments. I played with the hem of my shirt. I was nervous to tell him. I sucked in a breath.
“I love you, too.”
“No, you don’t.” He said, smiling sadly. “I…know you don’t.”
I looked up at him. “I…accept that…now.” He continued. “You…love me, like…a brother. And…that’s all. But it’s okay.” He looked at me then. “Because…you belong…with him.”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For understanding. And for making me understand.”
To walk up to. When a boy approaches a pretty girl and asks her out.
The final approach of the space capsule hit the atmosphere and started to head up. Captain Legstrong held the reverse throttler controller with both hands, trying to delay deployment of the chutes as long as possible. Captains Sumdrin and Cullins strapped in tight, waiting for this historic moment.
The rescue boats arrived shortly after they splashed down in the sea of methane and Captain Gl’orpsta’ch greeted the earthlings with a wave of his tentacle. Spotted tentacles and orange eyeballs flurried as journalists captured the moment on their devices. “Greetings, earthlings,” he said through his brain wave adapter, “What historic first words do you have for posterity.”
The earth astronauts looked at each other, considered the 27 light years they had traveled, much in suspended animation, and finally Cullins spoke up: “Can we use your bathroom?”
The way she approached him took his breath away. She walked with a type of grace that he hadn’t seen in any other girl. Her long, brown hair blowing in the wind and her big green eyes pointed directly towards him.
I have blunt approaches towards people most of the time. That’s probably the reason why I’m regarded as a little bitch sometimes. But I don’t really care. That’s how I am.. If I can’t live with how you deal with stuff, better deal with mine.
He held the rope in his left hand and and approached the jungle gym, pulling himself up with his right. When he got to the highest bar, he tied the rope to it then pulled the loop up and over his head, crowning himself. His somersault off the bar was perfect.
Approaching the hanging bodies wasn’t what he had in mind. But one of them shocked him out of his numbness with a twitching leg, and he walked up to it quickly. Sure enough, it twitched again. Suddenly, without thinking he wrapped his arms around the young woman’s calves and tried to hold her up, but she kept kicking.
If he was going to make an approach couldn’t he just hurry up and get on with it? Tandy sipped her lime cordial, increasingly frustrated by his dithering
It’s all about the approach. Come in to fast and you’ll overshoot. Come in to slow and you’ll crash into the deck. I guess landing on an aircraft carrier is a lot like meeting women?
approaching the top of the cliff, he looked down, and decided not to go any further. The seas crashed against the bottom of the cliffs, the waves glimmering in the sunlight. He felt better just enjoying the sunshine and the warmth
Quickly and quietly
Slowly and loudly
Creeping and crawling
Slithering and slinking
Try to approach me…
I WILL SEE YOU COMING!!
Near.
He suggest a more delicate approach to the matter. After all a divorced woman was in a state of great unease. H e thought of sending her flowers. Maybe a box of chocolate.
near
As I approached the end of my college days, the world in my eyes seemed to approach the end of an era. Days were good, bad, and ugly, but nothing seems to matter now. All I take is happy memories.
‘Approach’ Aha that has us both held, frozen, that reveals to us our fear, we who do not approach the world, but rather wait for the world to come. But that which bids us now is not the world but heaven and worth the risk if either of us could take the smallest step. I will if you will, will we let our breaths rise and fall together, let our heart beats fall into one, will we take a first step?
Don’t come near, I’m tingling all over. I feel something inside me, something awkward, angular and painful. You cannot see, but it’s shooting out and hitting deep inside of you. I smell like death, like old soaked rotten flowers and incense. I am death.