Well, where do I begin? At the beginning, which lacks so many details? This story actually could start in the middle and I could explain to you why I did all of those things and how they changed the course of my life. Nothing I did was unusual in nature, just cause and affect
. Or should I blurt out the end and then go back and fill in all the juicy, uncomfortable and yet unavoidable events that made up a truly unforgettable life?
paulie aragon
starting life and death a prossess of trail and error everything has it nothing wants to lose it we all want to do it again
Its easy.
Daniel Ramos
start something until you have accomplished what you had set your mind to.
Ulises
beginning is where we al artrt but is it also where we end in a race we all end at the beginning to is it really the end?… or just the beginnning of something new?
natalie
begining is where we al start but yet we dont always make it to the end sometimes we beat echother sometimes we cross hand in hand but we can always count on being together in the beginning. for we are all born equal in the be
natalie
Well, where DO I begin. Every end is a new begging? This is the start of forever? There’s got to be something better to say than greeting card encouragements.
Begin. Beginning! School was the beginning of something new for me this year. I came into Duke thinking, hoping, and planning thjat this year would be different and better than last year. So far, on many levels, it has been. But on others- procrastination, self control, time management, it’s the same story. I hope I can fix this soon. Oh, and also I don’t know if school is the place for me.
b.ek
youre whole life is filled with new begginings, everyday, every hour, every minute. you begin your day, you begin to get ready, you begin conversations, you begin to think about something, you begin to doubt something, you begin to eat, if you really think about it, every single thing you do is a new beggining because chances are you have never done it before and if you have, have you done it the exact same way? did it make you feel the exact same way? did it give you the same thoughts?
I want to begin my life with pursuing acting and play write. I went to school for psychology… and I hated it. Now, I want to start a-new. I want to begin my new school life, whenever I get the funds, with my heart smiling. I can’t wait to begin.
Things are not always the best in the beginning. Things tend to be a little bit messed up and will cause you massive amounts of confusion. It doesn’t mean you should stop going on though. The beginning needs to have a middle and an ending in a span of at least an hour.
Kris
beginning with life and ending with death. It’s short but we all begin with innocence and naivity. every begginning will have an end. the begginning will have consequences for our end.
Jessica
Quando ela morreu eu comecei a me sentir viva. Está errado? Serei tão perversa por não ter derramado uma lágrima? Sua vida me trouxe lembranças que dançam, mas a sua morte me trouxe liberdade.
É sempre um começo. O dia que se levanta, o trabalho renovado e redobrado, a batalha pelo sonho. Sempre um começo de caminho, nunca continuado, nunca acabado.
in the end there was something that he could feel, something creeping along the edges of his consciousness, something that he could feel crawling like some insect on the edge of his spine, something beginning….
Jaron
as begin. another thing ends. a beginning is either the start of something good or bad and an ending of something good or bad. if a good thing has ended just be glad it happened
Shaira
The start. Sometimes a first, sometimes an new, sometimes a lesson. Either way that’s where we all start. Sometime’s we need a fresh start. Everyday we learn the lessons through life that help us grow as a new person. Everyday we begin.
to begin is To start a journey To another place even if that Place is only To your backyard Or to the Grocers going and doing Has to have a beginning all relationships Have to have a begining Nothing can end without a start!!
SO GO START DO!! or else you will stand in one place BORED
STOP BEING BORED BEGIN SOMETHING
SHAKE IT UP
CLIMB A TREE DO GO BE~!!!!!!!!
XOXO
Rayne
Rayne
Where do I begin? When things are going haywire, it does pay to go back to the beginning. It’s the start of solving the problem. Begin, begin with the beginning.
susanlakes
i like to begin my morning with coffee and a nice walk. it clears my head and gets me ready for the day. my days are always so busy and that moment just walking with my coffee and the crisp air or warm sun, that’s my moment, that’s me time.
Reese
Beginning to see again after all this time
Of not being in the position
to see.
and seesaw away from even closer times, when time was not closed at all.
I stood silently on the podium, taking deep breaths. Closing my eyes, trying to relieve my stress. Looking at the others around me. “Three,” I hear, “two, one.” I wait a second, and then: “Begin.”
tez
I can feel my heartbeat in my throat, in my toes, in my fingertips. My chin is against my chest, and my breathing sounds hollow. My legs are poised on the starting blocks. My fingers ache with the effort of holding my weight up and my arms shake. Nervous excitement flutters in my stomach. The starter says “Set,” and I raise myself up, my whole body straining to go. I exhale, and the gun goes off.
And I begin to run.
begin this day with a prayer. When we begin a day in prayer we are starting the day on a very positive note. Prayer of a righteous man or woman is a beginning of a new experience in life. Begin now to do all that is good. begin to show you care in many ways not just by words. Begin to show your loved ones that you care about them. Begin to show each other how much you mean to them. Begin to just do the things that are good. Begin by stop complaining. Begin to have positive thoughts and get rid of anything negative that comes in your mind. Begin now to do that and you will have a better life just begin now to do that. We should all begin this exercise now today and not wait until tomorrow to begin. Begin to hope for the best and begin to care about others around you. Begin in your heart to take charge of your thoughts. Begin to be positive and begin to help others along the way.
betty Albright
Where do I even begin?
Cait is the greatest. The hands-down greatest. And let’s even completely put aside the fact that she helped me to create the single greatest bromance ever to grace the world of fiction. Cait is smart and lovely and hilarious and adds an element of beauty to everything she touches. I am a better person for having met her, and sixty seconds is just NOT enough time with which to sing her praises adequately.
The word fell ominously in the icy air, as if it held our judgements and decrees in a single hand.
I dared not look up at the grandmaster, but rather, turned my quill to the faintly damp sheet of parchment. I should have taken more pains to keep it stiff and dry, but at least, my dull quill will most likely not rip it to beices.
I think.
I hope.
I am not really ready for this prize. I am not sure what I would do with the crown of Iversole. I don’t know anything about ruling–well, no, that’s not quite true. I do know something of it, I just prefer not to make that public knowledge.
It seems that will be inevitable in the near future.
The bell in the courtyard tolls, the chime falling three times.
I must begin.
I really do not wish to.
It seems so unfair. But I have no choice, I have paid all that I have to my name, to enter this contest. I should hope that these royals can honor their word.
“Begin!” The cry is repeated.
This time, all who were frozen, begin to move, feverish fingers, trembling from the cold, gripping every manner of writing instrument to put together their priceless essay.
I can feel the grandmaster’s eyes on me. I can almost hear the words in his big head, he would want to know why I have yet to move.
It is because I only feel it is fair to give the others a chance.
Someone is counting aloud, somewhere.
I can hear the voice, old, wizened and loud. It is used to shouting.
These dear people…
The time is nearly passed when the final call rattles through the air.
It takes a scant second to press my quill to parchment and scrawl out the line that will secure my future.
Whatever freedom I have known will soon be locked inside a gilded cage. But I have no heart to lament it.
My scrawl, is perhaps, more legible than the elegant scripts of my fellow participants. There is one line.
I would fit the crown of Iversole, because I do not wish to be King.
“It’s time to begin! Go! Go! Good luck!” he pushed his son.
The little boy frowned. He was so scared to perform. He was so scared of crowds. He knew how he had loved singing but he just couldn’t do it. It was hard to face a crowd who might hate you forever for something you are passionate about.
I should have began writing this earlier. Mother, how can I tell you how sorry I am? Please know I love you, and I know you’ll miss me. But never fret my dearest.
Brother, nothing about this was your fault. Please don’t blame yourself.
I needed to leave, go somewhere else. This was the cheapest way to do it.
this is the beginning. the beginning of earth, the universe. those beginnings sort of scare me. the first slimey fish to crawl out of the oceans. that were our beginnings. although this universe’s beginning is really just the end of the last one. the circle of life, man.
A
You smiled at me on the very first day, carried my books, thought that my teal hair was cool, bought me Vanilla Bean, claim to ”accidentally” wore red every single day because you know that’s my favorite colour, etc. All these things made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Finally, my life has begun.
abigail rae
maybe it doesn’t matter so much how we begin or end, but rather what happens in the middle
Abbi
I’ve begun; I’ve sprung; I’ve exited the programme in the hopes of receiving a new word. I never do. I am always beginning. I am an oldyoung fish. There is decay. The nascent word is still a p p ea r ing. oh. k
Lani
I begin to understand why they ignore it. Push it away. The knowledge is so hard to bear. It’s heavier than any shroud, it confines more than any mask, it hurts worse than all wounds I have ever received. It is the worst thing to know and yet not knowing…how could I stand that as well? Or pretending that I don’t. To know and then forget would leave the taste of loss and failure on my tongue.
When I came to the page it said begin. I didn’t understand that it meant that was the word. I kept waiting for the word to show up but it didn’t. Only after I had wasted a substantial amount of time did I realize. ‘The youth is wasted on the young.’
Desperate2bme
They began with the end, as backwards as it seems. They did it the opposite way, and I am left picking up the ending and moving it to the beginning, just so we don’t get lost. I can see them through the windows though pretending to be happy.
Mike
everything begins when you realize that what really counts is the simplest things and emotions.
kaorita
as i begin to run fast across the field one of my opponents races past me. I begin to push even harder to try and beat him I
Kiara
It was only when the port was just a speck on the horizon stretching out behind them did the men really begin to itch with it–the need for galloping waves and mouths crusty and dry with salt. They spent days and days eating dried fish, sometimes with brick bread and sometimes with a rationed amount of fresh water. In the beginning, it was all they had wanted, hoped it would be. But when the spent seas finally washed them onto the shores of their destination, they swayed into town as waning husks of men.
Well, where do I begin? At the beginning, which lacks so many details? This story actually could start in the middle and I could explain to you why I did all of those things and how they changed the course of my life. Nothing I did was unusual in nature, just cause and affect
. Or should I blurt out the end and then go back and fill in all the juicy, uncomfortable and yet unavoidable events that made up a truly unforgettable life?
starting life and death a prossess of trail and error everything has it nothing wants to lose it we all want to do it again
Its easy.
start something until you have accomplished what you had set your mind to.
beginning is where we al artrt but is it also where we end in a race we all end at the beginning to is it really the end?… or just the beginnning of something new?
begining is where we al start but yet we dont always make it to the end sometimes we beat echother sometimes we cross hand in hand but we can always count on being together in the beginning. for we are all born equal in the be
Well, where DO I begin. Every end is a new begging? This is the start of forever? There’s got to be something better to say than greeting card encouragements.
Begin. Beginning! School was the beginning of something new for me this year. I came into Duke thinking, hoping, and planning thjat this year would be different and better than last year. So far, on many levels, it has been. But on others- procrastination, self control, time management, it’s the same story. I hope I can fix this soon. Oh, and also I don’t know if school is the place for me.
youre whole life is filled with new begginings, everyday, every hour, every minute. you begin your day, you begin to get ready, you begin conversations, you begin to think about something, you begin to doubt something, you begin to eat, if you really think about it, every single thing you do is a new beggining because chances are you have never done it before and if you have, have you done it the exact same way? did it make you feel the exact same way? did it give you the same thoughts?
I want to begin my life with pursuing acting and play write. I went to school for psychology… and I hated it. Now, I want to start a-new. I want to begin my new school life, whenever I get the funds, with my heart smiling. I can’t wait to begin.
Things are not always the best in the beginning. Things tend to be a little bit messed up and will cause you massive amounts of confusion. It doesn’t mean you should stop going on though. The beginning needs to have a middle and an ending in a span of at least an hour.
beginning with life and ending with death. It’s short but we all begin with innocence and naivity. every begginning will have an end. the begginning will have consequences for our end.
Quando ela morreu eu comecei a me sentir viva. Está errado? Serei tão perversa por não ter derramado uma lágrima? Sua vida me trouxe lembranças que dançam, mas a sua morte me trouxe liberdade.
stop. rewind. play.
this time, don’t mess up.
“And so it begins,” she said. “Don’t start this again,” he sighed, “We just finished.”
É sempre um começo. O dia que se levanta, o trabalho renovado e redobrado, a batalha pelo sonho. Sempre um começo de caminho, nunca continuado, nunca acabado.
in the end there was something that he could feel, something creeping along the edges of his consciousness, something that he could feel crawling like some insect on the edge of his spine, something beginning….
as begin. another thing ends. a beginning is either the start of something good or bad and an ending of something good or bad. if a good thing has ended just be glad it happened
The start. Sometimes a first, sometimes an new, sometimes a lesson. Either way that’s where we all start. Sometime’s we need a fresh start. Everyday we learn the lessons through life that help us grow as a new person. Everyday we begin.
to begin is To start a journey To another place even if that Place is only To your backyard Or to the Grocers going and doing Has to have a beginning all relationships Have to have a begining Nothing can end without a start!!
SO GO START DO!! or else you will stand in one place BORED
STOP BEING BORED BEGIN SOMETHING
SHAKE IT UP
CLIMB A TREE DO GO BE~!!!!!!!!
XOXO
Rayne
Where do I begin? When things are going haywire, it does pay to go back to the beginning. It’s the start of solving the problem. Begin, begin with the beginning.
i like to begin my morning with coffee and a nice walk. it clears my head and gets me ready for the day. my days are always so busy and that moment just walking with my coffee and the crisp air or warm sun, that’s my moment, that’s me time.
Beginning to see again after all this time
Of not being in the position
to see.
and seesaw away from even closer times, when time was not closed at all.
I stood silently on the podium, taking deep breaths. Closing my eyes, trying to relieve my stress. Looking at the others around me. “Three,” I hear, “two, one.” I wait a second, and then: “Begin.”
I can feel my heartbeat in my throat, in my toes, in my fingertips. My chin is against my chest, and my breathing sounds hollow. My legs are poised on the starting blocks. My fingers ache with the effort of holding my weight up and my arms shake. Nervous excitement flutters in my stomach. The starter says “Set,” and I raise myself up, my whole body straining to go. I exhale, and the gun goes off.
And I begin to run.
begin this day with a prayer. When we begin a day in prayer we are starting the day on a very positive note. Prayer of a righteous man or woman is a beginning of a new experience in life. Begin now to do all that is good. begin to show you care in many ways not just by words. Begin to show your loved ones that you care about them. Begin to show each other how much you mean to them. Begin to just do the things that are good. Begin by stop complaining. Begin to have positive thoughts and get rid of anything negative that comes in your mind. Begin now to do that and you will have a better life just begin now to do that. We should all begin this exercise now today and not wait until tomorrow to begin. Begin to hope for the best and begin to care about others around you. Begin in your heart to take charge of your thoughts. Begin to be positive and begin to help others along the way.
Where do I even begin?
Cait is the greatest. The hands-down greatest. And let’s even completely put aside the fact that she helped me to create the single greatest bromance ever to grace the world of fiction. Cait is smart and lovely and hilarious and adds an element of beauty to everything she touches. I am a better person for having met her, and sixty seconds is just NOT enough time with which to sing her praises adequately.
“Begin”
The word fell ominously in the icy air, as if it held our judgements and decrees in a single hand.
I dared not look up at the grandmaster, but rather, turned my quill to the faintly damp sheet of parchment. I should have taken more pains to keep it stiff and dry, but at least, my dull quill will most likely not rip it to beices.
I think.
I hope.
I am not really ready for this prize. I am not sure what I would do with the crown of Iversole. I don’t know anything about ruling–well, no, that’s not quite true. I do know something of it, I just prefer not to make that public knowledge.
It seems that will be inevitable in the near future.
The bell in the courtyard tolls, the chime falling three times.
I must begin.
I really do not wish to.
It seems so unfair. But I have no choice, I have paid all that I have to my name, to enter this contest. I should hope that these royals can honor their word.
“Begin!” The cry is repeated.
This time, all who were frozen, begin to move, feverish fingers, trembling from the cold, gripping every manner of writing instrument to put together their priceless essay.
I can feel the grandmaster’s eyes on me. I can almost hear the words in his big head, he would want to know why I have yet to move.
It is because I only feel it is fair to give the others a chance.
Someone is counting aloud, somewhere.
I can hear the voice, old, wizened and loud. It is used to shouting.
These dear people…
The time is nearly passed when the final call rattles through the air.
It takes a scant second to press my quill to parchment and scrawl out the line that will secure my future.
Whatever freedom I have known will soon be locked inside a gilded cage. But I have no heart to lament it.
My scrawl, is perhaps, more legible than the elegant scripts of my fellow participants. There is one line.
I would fit the crown of Iversole, because I do not wish to be King.
“It’s time to begin! Go! Go! Good luck!” he pushed his son.
The little boy frowned. He was so scared to perform. He was so scared of crowds. He knew how he had loved singing but he just couldn’t do it. It was hard to face a crowd who might hate you forever for something you are passionate about.
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I should have began writing this earlier. Mother, how can I tell you how sorry I am? Please know I love you, and I know you’ll miss me. But never fret my dearest.
Brother, nothing about this was your fault. Please don’t blame yourself.
I needed to leave, go somewhere else. This was the cheapest way to do it.
this is the beginning. the beginning of earth, the universe. those beginnings sort of scare me. the first slimey fish to crawl out of the oceans. that were our beginnings. although this universe’s beginning is really just the end of the last one. the circle of life, man.
You smiled at me on the very first day, carried my books, thought that my teal hair was cool, bought me Vanilla Bean, claim to ”accidentally” wore red every single day because you know that’s my favorite colour, etc. All these things made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Finally, my life has begun.
maybe it doesn’t matter so much how we begin or end, but rather what happens in the middle
I’ve begun; I’ve sprung; I’ve exited the programme in the hopes of receiving a new word. I never do. I am always beginning. I am an oldyoung fish. There is decay. The nascent word is still a p p ea r ing. oh. k
I begin to understand why they ignore it. Push it away. The knowledge is so hard to bear. It’s heavier than any shroud, it confines more than any mask, it hurts worse than all wounds I have ever received. It is the worst thing to know and yet not knowing…how could I stand that as well? Or pretending that I don’t. To know and then forget would leave the taste of loss and failure on my tongue.
When I came to the page it said begin. I didn’t understand that it meant that was the word. I kept waiting for the word to show up but it didn’t. Only after I had wasted a substantial amount of time did I realize. ‘The youth is wasted on the young.’
They began with the end, as backwards as it seems. They did it the opposite way, and I am left picking up the ending and moving it to the beginning, just so we don’t get lost. I can see them through the windows though pretending to be happy.
everything begins when you realize that what really counts is the simplest things and emotions.
as i begin to run fast across the field one of my opponents races past me. I begin to push even harder to try and beat him I
It was only when the port was just a speck on the horizon stretching out behind them did the men really begin to itch with it–the need for galloping waves and mouths crusty and dry with salt. They spent days and days eating dried fish, sometimes with brick bread and sometimes with a rationed amount of fresh water. In the beginning, it was all they had wanted, hoped it would be. But when the spent seas finally washed them onto the shores of their destination, they swayed into town as waning husks of men.