sitting on the bench. minding your own business. and then BOOM! There’s another person. they sit down. you both awkwardly look at each other and maybe nod in approval. Not sure what you might be approving, but it seems polite. Then every once in a great while, you actually might talk to the person who sits next to you. The person gets up and leaves; so much for conversation.
Kevin Miller
Finally, coach looked over at the bench. The game wasn’t going according to plan. Everyone came out of the game for a spell. Players that normally rode the bench for the entire season entered the game so the coach could spend some time in a loud discussion with his starters of how things had gone wrong.
A bench a place to sit, talk speak and eat your lunch. However, a bench is also a place of solitude in a lonely park. A bed for the homeless and a feeding area for squirrels. We should take more care of our benches or else they may stop allowing us to sit on them??
The bench was cold through my jeans. But sitting down was essential. I was tired of walking. We’d walked for blocks, on New York’s ancient cobblestones along 5th Avenue. Me in heels. And I was hungry. Tired and hungry in heels with a cold ass on a bench in Central Park. What a snapshot.
Hello, how do i know if im doing this right? Well I must be to write till the purple bar stops moving. wow this is fun. I believe its better then Ice cream.
julie
Parks. Beaches. Wind blowing. Seagulls calling out, trying to get anyone to throw them their leftovers. Ocean breeze. Bare feet. Sand in my toes. Salty ocean air. Serene. Gods country.
The old man sat on the bench in the park.
His eyes were resting slightly, with one open hand with some leftover bread placed softly on it. Strangers passed, but no one noticed he was sleeping. One corner of his soft, wrinkled mouth was turned up in a sideways smile.
Beth
One day i was sitting on a park bench in the great big NYC, and this boy, with these dark brown locks came strutting by, i couldnt help but realize that it had to be love at first sight, i knew he was my soulmate, and i knew his name was…”JOSHUA!” did i just shout that out loud? is he actually coming over to me? Well, what a surprise. <3
Sammy
i sit on a bench with a dog when the three cups of lemonade crashes in front of my eyes. I think “oh no” and get back to my semi interesting book. It’s a good day. I think. My mind is free of thoughts.
Emma
Benches are placed in parks for recreational use. Birds poop on them, and people sit on them. sometimes people stand or lay on them. Skaters use them for ramps. Althetes are bneched when they do not play well or become injured
Erica
the bench is a lonely place. i play sports, so for me, the bench is the last place i ever want to be. the bench is where athletes hope to spend the least amount of time, because they want to spend all their time on the field contributing to the team. we want to pend all our time on the field contributing to a win.
The place where all the losers go. The homeless go there, the people who can’t play sports go there, and the people with noting better to do go there.
Andrew
I don’t like those kind of brown canteen benches with holes in between them. Those where just planks if wood are placed together and there are holes. My butt hurts while sitting on those. I love park and and any other benches where we can sit and chillax, as long as they’re no gaps/ holes.
a place to sit and relax. A park bench is a great place to sit and watch people walking by. It reminds me of quaintness. A simpler time. Pleasant place. I wonder why a bench seems so peaceful.
Beckt
i sat on a park bench, think of us. We used to sit here. We used to love here. Bench. On this bench. We share our first kiss here on the bench by the beach. We had our last kiss here too. Oh, the memories. Damn, this bench. It reminds me how I love you. Ay. It’s crazy how time is gone and we only have memories. Memories of benches and and kisses. You aren’t here anymore but time moves on. Things like benches stay,so we can conjure up the memories we left behind. The memories that remind us how we used to feel.
Felicia-Wrae Morgan
He was in stasis. He felt like he’d been sitting here forever on this bench, waiting for her to come, with the flowers in his hand. White, like she liked them. Then he remembered that the date had taken place a year ago, that his phone had just saved it onto his calendar and that she wouldn’t be coming to the park anymore. And he walked two blocks and put the flowers on her tomb.
Nat
i sit on a bench in school. Those brown kind with holes in it where there just put planks of wood together. Canteen benches make my butt hurt. I don’t like those holes in between the benches. I like park benches a lot though.
Pin xiu
i used to sit on the bench at the park in smoke weed
now i fuck a wench in the dark cuz shes ugly
here snatch has this stench thats so homely
ill smack her in the head with a wrench and go pee
Dnote
You can work at a bench, you can wear designer labels showing the name Bench but most of all I love to kiss on the lovers’ bench…….. with my eyes closed!
i dont like to sit the bench cause it isn’t funn even though i dont really play a sport that involves someone to sit the bench. I cheer:D hahahahahahhaahhahaa its funn but really benches are hard anyways!
When i hear bench i think of the park and the bench that is just one element that makes the park the park. or when i was younger, my teacher had a bench that you had to sit on when you were in trouble. it sucked.
When I hear the word bench the only thing I think of is falling asleep. Falling asleep sounds like a good idea right now. I don’t really think about sitting since I’m sitting right now.
a bench is very useful to sit on especially, i like bench’s, except it sounds like ‘wench’ which is not very good. wenches are strange people, imagine a wench on a bench, a wench on a bench with a wrench. strange…
Megan Rudman
park
mira
brown and soft a place where people can meet and share thoughts. when two people sit on a bench in england they will refuse to make a connection however in places lik america as soon as their bottoms touch the same piece of wood they are best friends for life!
Naomi
Benchs are a fundamental part of society; they provide excellent meeting places, picnic opportunities and relaxing moments
Lily
I just learned that the new fad is to bench a lover before you dump him. Withdraw. Don’t add any new exciting sex activities. Don’t introduce him to any more of your friends. Don’t get a pet. Use this benching period to decide whether or not you want to dump him. Bench him. I have a new bench on my porch. It is covered in plastic while the snow still blows, waiting for the sunshine to come out and then the wine and then the neighbors and the barbecue. I won’t have a lover on the bench but some interesting neighbors may come by, once the snow melts and I remember hot days in the afternoon and very cool evenings while Little Leaguer try to hit homeruns and beer bellied guys with shirts that should never be tucked in mosey up to a bar and talk about the good old days or the bitch they left at home.
melissa McBain
Dreaming of hot summer days lounging in the park, watching the pigeons gather as I throw crumbs to them from my spot on a shady bench. The air is warm, and a refreshing breeze plays across my face. All I can think about is the bliss of having nothing to do.
Benches are beds for hobos they are used for sitting and resting. They are usually found in parks.
Some people ride the bench. In sports it kinda sucks when you have to sit on the bench.
sitting on the bench. minding your own business. and then BOOM! There’s another person. they sit down. you both awkwardly look at each other and maybe nod in approval. Not sure what you might be approving, but it seems polite. Then every once in a great while, you actually might talk to the person who sits next to you. The person gets up and leaves; so much for conversation.
Finally, coach looked over at the bench. The game wasn’t going according to plan. Everyone came out of the game for a spell. Players that normally rode the bench for the entire season entered the game so the coach could spend some time in a loud discussion with his starters of how things had gone wrong.
A bench a place to sit, talk speak and eat your lunch. However, a bench is also a place of solitude in a lonely park. A bed for the homeless and a feeding area for squirrels. We should take more care of our benches or else they may stop allowing us to sit on them??
The bench was cold through my jeans. But sitting down was essential. I was tired of walking. We’d walked for blocks, on New York’s ancient cobblestones along 5th Avenue. Me in heels. And I was hungry. Tired and hungry in heels with a cold ass on a bench in Central Park. What a snapshot.
Hello, how do i know if im doing this right? Well I must be to write till the purple bar stops moving. wow this is fun. I believe its better then Ice cream.
Parks. Beaches. Wind blowing. Seagulls calling out, trying to get anyone to throw them their leftovers. Ocean breeze. Bare feet. Sand in my toes. Salty ocean air. Serene. Gods country.
The old man sat on the bench in the park.
His eyes were resting slightly, with one open hand with some leftover bread placed softly on it. Strangers passed, but no one noticed he was sleeping. One corner of his soft, wrinkled mouth was turned up in a sideways smile.
One day i was sitting on a park bench in the great big NYC, and this boy, with these dark brown locks came strutting by, i couldnt help but realize that it had to be love at first sight, i knew he was my soulmate, and i knew his name was…”JOSHUA!” did i just shout that out loud? is he actually coming over to me? Well, what a surprise. <3
i sit on a bench with a dog when the three cups of lemonade crashes in front of my eyes. I think “oh no” and get back to my semi interesting book. It’s a good day. I think. My mind is free of thoughts.
Benches are placed in parks for recreational use. Birds poop on them, and people sit on them. sometimes people stand or lay on them. Skaters use them for ramps. Althetes are bneched when they do not play well or become injured
the bench is a lonely place. i play sports, so for me, the bench is the last place i ever want to be. the bench is where athletes hope to spend the least amount of time, because they want to spend all their time on the field contributing to the team. we want to pend all our time on the field contributing to a win.
The place where all the losers go. The homeless go there, the people who can’t play sports go there, and the people with noting better to do go there.
I don’t like those kind of brown canteen benches with holes in between them. Those where just planks if wood are placed together and there are holes. My butt hurts while sitting on those. I love park and and any other benches where we can sit and chillax, as long as they’re no gaps/ holes.
a place to sit and relax. A park bench is a great place to sit and watch people walking by. It reminds me of quaintness. A simpler time. Pleasant place. I wonder why a bench seems so peaceful.
i sat on a park bench, think of us. We used to sit here. We used to love here. Bench. On this bench. We share our first kiss here on the bench by the beach. We had our last kiss here too. Oh, the memories. Damn, this bench. It reminds me how I love you. Ay. It’s crazy how time is gone and we only have memories. Memories of benches and and kisses. You aren’t here anymore but time moves on. Things like benches stay,so we can conjure up the memories we left behind. The memories that remind us how we used to feel.
He was in stasis. He felt like he’d been sitting here forever on this bench, waiting for her to come, with the flowers in his hand. White, like she liked them. Then he remembered that the date had taken place a year ago, that his phone had just saved it onto his calendar and that she wouldn’t be coming to the park anymore. And he walked two blocks and put the flowers on her tomb.
i sit on a bench in school. Those brown kind with holes in it where there just put planks of wood together. Canteen benches make my butt hurt. I don’t like those holes in between the benches. I like park benches a lot though.
i used to sit on the bench at the park in smoke weed
now i fuck a wench in the dark cuz shes ugly
here snatch has this stench thats so homely
ill smack her in the head with a wrench and go pee
You can work at a bench, you can wear designer labels showing the name Bench but most of all I love to kiss on the lovers’ bench…….. with my eyes closed!
i dont like to sit the bench cause it isn’t funn even though i dont really play a sport that involves someone to sit the bench. I cheer:D hahahahahahhaahhahaa its funn but really benches are hard anyways!
i heav a bench at my house. and i alwas sit on it when i am tired and it is not vaery soft.
i sat on the bench at the park.
Bench is something like were you seat on and its made out wood….
When i hear bench i think of the park and the bench that is just one element that makes the park the park. or when i was younger, my teacher had a bench that you had to sit on when you were in trouble. it sucked.
At the park, I sat with my hobo friend, Pauley, on a bench. I shared my fries with him. I love my friend Pauley. <3
every time I bench I do allright .The funny thing about it is that they fart alot it smells bad man who ripped a grumpy
When i see the word bench i think of the movie bench warmers!! :D
HAHAHAHA
I also think of something you plant your butt on when your tired…
And i think of people lifting weights on a bench!!!
:D
When I hear the word bench the only thing I think of is falling asleep. Falling asleep sounds like a good idea right now. I don’t really think about sitting since I’m sitting right now.
i like benches…..the are very cool. sometimes cofortable. i like benches. i wish i had one
sometimes i go to sit n a bench and it moves out from under me!
At the park we sit on the bench. We also sit on the bench in our cafeteria to eat lunch and talk to my friends.
At lunch me and my friends sit on the bench. We like to sit there and talk about school, and other stuff.
a bench is very useful to sit on especially, i like bench’s, except it sounds like ‘wench’ which is not very good. wenches are strange people, imagine a wench on a bench, a wench on a bench with a wrench. strange…
park
brown and soft a place where people can meet and share thoughts. when two people sit on a bench in england they will refuse to make a connection however in places lik america as soon as their bottoms touch the same piece of wood they are best friends for life!
Benchs are a fundamental part of society; they provide excellent meeting places, picnic opportunities and relaxing moments
I just learned that the new fad is to bench a lover before you dump him. Withdraw. Don’t add any new exciting sex activities. Don’t introduce him to any more of your friends. Don’t get a pet. Use this benching period to decide whether or not you want to dump him. Bench him. I have a new bench on my porch. It is covered in plastic while the snow still blows, waiting for the sunshine to come out and then the wine and then the neighbors and the barbecue. I won’t have a lover on the bench but some interesting neighbors may come by, once the snow melts and I remember hot days in the afternoon and very cool evenings while Little Leaguer try to hit homeruns and beer bellied guys with shirts that should never be tucked in mosey up to a bar and talk about the good old days or the bitch they left at home.
Dreaming of hot summer days lounging in the park, watching the pigeons gather as I throw crumbs to them from my spot on a shady bench. The air is warm, and a refreshing breeze plays across my face. All I can think about is the bliss of having nothing to do.