My family has a castle in Scotland. If I could, I would board a plane just to visit this castle. I think it would be quite the incredible experience. I mean, how many families can say that have their own castle? I feel special to be a part of a family that, not necesarilly comes from royalty, but has the social status to own a castle.
Jeffrey Thomas
The castle is falling apart, but that will be put to rights soon. As soon as the inheritance is officially hers she will fix it up as good as new again. Just like how she remembered it whenever she visited her grandfather. Everyone called him an old kook but he was always nice to her. She’ll make this castle his legacy. She won’t let him be forgotten.
He built me a castle from his arms and his legs, his broad back my stone wall, his hands my defense. His shoulders rise like towers to hold me so high, his eyes my windows to survey the skies. Within my castle, I am safe and I am warm, secure enough behind my walls to weather out the war.
The castle loomed on the horizon, seemingly staring down at the young slaves as they were lead up to it’s gaping entryway, as though it were a mouth waiting to swallow them. This was where the King lived, where their brothers and people had been taken for centuries, and where they would get their revenge. The slaves slogged through the rain, eagerly awaiting their chance at vengeance.
Visions of castles. Ideas vrs reality,
the insanity of the princess fantasies with disney movies. Frogs and princes and bakers and such. There is this haze that surrounds these dreams. Ideas of what could be.
The mist enveloped the castle; a grey blanket thrown carelessly over it. The turrets peeked above the smokey tendrils, like teeth jutting out into the night. I kicked my horse forward and we walked at a slow pace to the draw bridge. I had never believed the tales that this place was haunted, but tonight, seeing it like this, brought a shiver down my spine.
Helen
I am reading about King Aruthur in class. I just spelled Arthur wrong three times and I still spelled it wrong the fourth. I always imagine a castle that would mine completely and what I would do with it. I would probably have a lot of food made for me. http://thedude510.tumblr.com/
It was a simple building standing in the middle of a seemingly flat plain surrounded by hills acting as a barrier. Wild flowers grew around it ranging in color and size. The smell of dew hanged in the air as the sun starts to rise up
Hai
It haas turrits and big motes and kings and queens inside. Armies of soldiers protect it and they built a big one in Florida. Tinker Bell lives there now that the kings and queens and soldiers are not there anymore. It is a lot more fun there now.
Chris Calhoun
this is my favorite tv show. i hate that this is what i think of first when i see this word, its so typical of my generation. i was hoping to use this to get better at writing, but then i see this word that used to mean all of these fantastical things to me, and all i can think of is this show that i watch religiously. unfortunately. but it’s about a writer, so that has to count for something. maybe not.
The castle loomed up through the fog. the eerie scene was made even more dark and mysterious by the silence interrupted only by the clattering of the horses’ feet. She knew what awaited her, but she had no way to prepare for it.
there’s a cool show called castle about a writer named rick castle who helps the ny pd solve crimes. I’m corrupted by television apparently. I also conjure fairy tales with this word, but whatevs. PS I’m pretty attracted to the guy who plays rick castle. Just sayin’.
tookie
life is like a sandcastle, you spend years and years trying to build it stronger, but suddenly one day death decides to come and destroy it …
I will build my daughter a castle. She is my beautiful little princess and I will give her the absolute best of everything. I have three daughters, so now I will build three castles. Do I really want to be a king this badly? That sounds like an awful lot of castles to build.
Stone and mortar, crumbling on the hillside. A selfish queen and a hopeless king wait for the chosen one to return. They watch the horizon, scanning the sunrise for the rush of wings. The griffon said to aid the one true bearer of the sacred sword is nearing the time of the harvest moon.
BeckaL
I would love to own a castle and live in it, it would be great joy to have a whole city that I would probably rule over and conquer other castles. I would have moats and draw bridges and It would have flaming catapults at the castle, with a crest of my family emblem on it.
keith fairman
“It’s not much of anything, really… just some colors slapped together, furniture from my twenty years of living.”
Raven
A castle is home. It doesn’t have to be grandiose, it doesn’t have to have a room with diamonds. It has to have jesters, kings, and queens. It has to be built of rock. But it doesn’t need an army. It doesn’t need a moat.
Drew
There are castles in all of us. Tall brilliant castle with various peaks and magical streams surrounding them. Arches and architectural beauty, its in all of us.
Hannah
While I am in Italy next semester, I want to travel to a country that has castles. I have always wanted to see one. Actually, I hope I can go to an ice castle because those always look so amazing. Can’t believe I go to Italy in January, it is going to be so exciting yet so bizarre at the same time. Hopefully it will be an experience like no other though!
Teeps
king
queen
power
money
jewels
dictator
ireland
stone
big
pretty
creepy
beautiful
old
antique
expensive
huge
hallways
rooms
liz
A castle would protect me, is the first thing I thought of. Protect me from what, exactly? Why am I so afraid, all the time? I am realizing that all of my negative emotions stem from fear. Anxiety is a part of fear. Anger justifies my fear. It’s physical. I want to lock myself up in a castle and not have to deal with anything, cold stone hallways and warm cozy beds.
castles are found in historical places around the world as well as in story books. There are probably billions of pictures of castles around the world. every girl once dreams of living in a castle with a prince. every boy once dreams of living in a castle and protecting a women he loves. Castles are great huge building that people dream of seeing in real life not just fairy tales. when i was young i used to play king of the castle with my friends
Madison Zayak
The princess is hidden in the castle away from prying eyes. The knights and court all gather round to hear the King’s proclamation. The loyal guards and kinsmen stand ready and at arms, the peasants and nobles alike all stand in awe.
Yolanda
the princess cinderella was walking down the castles vast hallways while she admired the luxurious tapestries hanging from the walls. It was then that she first layed eyes on the charming prince.
Ryan
she goes there in her mind. to escape the place she resides with in reality. anywhere but here, is what she thinks. and there it appears. it takes a while sometimes.
Annie
Stone, solid, moat. Encircling this edifice of terror and power is the uncrossable trench which sways in the way of death. So pleasing it seems to just take a swim in, but all who do find there are terrible creatures lurking with in.
There was a castle by a lake, a huge shimmering lake. But none of the villages would dare go near it, not even for want of thirst. In the lake, shimmering like diamonds, stars at night, lived a horrid creature that terrorized the village. The castle near it was owned by the duke. The duke became the duke because his father was the duke. His father became the duke by subduing the horrid creature. The tale was long, and complicated, from a time long ago; but the villagers have long memories and so know they are indebted to the duke and his descendants. But the current duke lived off his father’s fame.
Mary Rose
There was once a little girl. She lived in a giant castle with her father, the gracious king.
She ran through the stone corridors, hiding behind suits of armor, fighting back giggles.
She befriended servants, maids, peasants, and townspeople alike.
Though the girl didn’t know it, she was destined to become queen one day.
The kingdom could not wait.
They watched her grow, and they raised the young girl into a young woman.
They taught her the ways of the world, and they knew that, one day, when her father passed, she would make just as lovely a ruler as he had.
One day, the girl’s father became very ill.
Kaylyn
There’s a princess that needs to be saved, but no one ever comes. She decides once and for all to save herself. It’s very hard, very challenging, but after so much waiting she realizes that the only one that can save her is herself.
brenna haddan
There was once a little girl. She lived in a giant castle with her father, the gracious king.
She ran through the stone corridors, hiding behind suits of armor, fighting back giggles.
She befriended servants, maids, peasants, and townspeople alike.
Though the girl didn’t know it, she was destined to become queen one day.
The kingdom could not wait.
Kaylyn
my heart is a castle a rock, a stone in which I can never leave, it is cold, sorrowful yet it is the only place I am safe. I feel trapped. lost in the corridors I cannot find a way out. But if I found the door, would I leave?
daniel robinson
Gowns, and jewels, and luxury. But the gowns especially. Sighhhh. If I could just own one, and dance with Prince Charming. Just once! That’s all I ask.
Kate
When I was little I dreamed about living in a castle. Don’t all little girls have those dreams, of finding prince charming and being whisked off her feet and becoming a princess? Recently there was lots of publicity surrounding the marriage of Prince William and Kate Middleton. I guess it really could happen to anybody…
Disney, princesses, towers and dungeons, King Arthur, Mr. Carson’s castle project for medival
Ali
Three stories high, four different towers, and beautiful lights stretching across the land. It was most amazing at night, magical. And how did I end up with this lucky fortune, you ask? Well, I was young and capable of imagining anything. Corn bins…castles. They were all the same to me back then.
Once upon a time, there was a castle.
But it was filled with monsters. They ripped the bricks from the foundations and tore away the drawbridges. They drank the moat like a cocktail. There was nothing but empty tapestries.
Castles don’t contain monsters.
They create them.
Spaz
stone turrets
rapunzel letting out her hair
white castle in New York
one of the best chess pieces
princess
royalty
Amy
Princesses far away live in castles. I have seen them in the Loire Valley of France, but I coould never live in one. The floors are stone and cold, the kitchen is far from the bed room. The princes are never there.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to live in a big, magical castle. I wanted to be a princess and have the most attractive, kind, loving prince. But I realized in the end, that it doesn’t matter what it looks like on the outside, home is where your heart is. And my heart is with Him. The castle isn’t what is magical, He is.
My family has a castle in Scotland. If I could, I would board a plane just to visit this castle. I think it would be quite the incredible experience. I mean, how many families can say that have their own castle? I feel special to be a part of a family that, not necesarilly comes from royalty, but has the social status to own a castle.
The castle is falling apart, but that will be put to rights soon. As soon as the inheritance is officially hers she will fix it up as good as new again. Just like how she remembered it whenever she visited her grandfather. Everyone called him an old kook but he was always nice to her. She’ll make this castle his legacy. She won’t let him be forgotten.
He built me a castle from his arms and his legs, his broad back my stone wall, his hands my defense. His shoulders rise like towers to hold me so high, his eyes my windows to survey the skies. Within my castle, I am safe and I am warm, secure enough behind my walls to weather out the war.
The castle loomed on the horizon, seemingly staring down at the young slaves as they were lead up to it’s gaping entryway, as though it were a mouth waiting to swallow them. This was where the King lived, where their brothers and people had been taken for centuries, and where they would get their revenge. The slaves slogged through the rain, eagerly awaiting their chance at vengeance.
Visions of castles. Ideas vrs reality,
the insanity of the princess fantasies with disney movies. Frogs and princes and bakers and such. There is this haze that surrounds these dreams. Ideas of what could be.
The mist enveloped the castle; a grey blanket thrown carelessly over it. The turrets peeked above the smokey tendrils, like teeth jutting out into the night. I kicked my horse forward and we walked at a slow pace to the draw bridge. I had never believed the tales that this place was haunted, but tonight, seeing it like this, brought a shiver down my spine.
I am reading about King Aruthur in class. I just spelled Arthur wrong three times and I still spelled it wrong the fourth. I always imagine a castle that would mine completely and what I would do with it. I would probably have a lot of food made for me. http://thedude510.tumblr.com/
It was a simple building standing in the middle of a seemingly flat plain surrounded by hills acting as a barrier. Wild flowers grew around it ranging in color and size. The smell of dew hanged in the air as the sun starts to rise up
It haas turrits and big motes and kings and queens inside. Armies of soldiers protect it and they built a big one in Florida. Tinker Bell lives there now that the kings and queens and soldiers are not there anymore. It is a lot more fun there now.
this is my favorite tv show. i hate that this is what i think of first when i see this word, its so typical of my generation. i was hoping to use this to get better at writing, but then i see this word that used to mean all of these fantastical things to me, and all i can think of is this show that i watch religiously. unfortunately. but it’s about a writer, so that has to count for something. maybe not.
The castle loomed up through the fog. the eerie scene was made even more dark and mysterious by the silence interrupted only by the clattering of the horses’ feet. She knew what awaited her, but she had no way to prepare for it.
there’s a cool show called castle about a writer named rick castle who helps the ny pd solve crimes. I’m corrupted by television apparently. I also conjure fairy tales with this word, but whatevs. PS I’m pretty attracted to the guy who plays rick castle. Just sayin’.
life is like a sandcastle, you spend years and years trying to build it stronger, but suddenly one day death decides to come and destroy it …
I will build my daughter a castle. She is my beautiful little princess and I will give her the absolute best of everything. I have three daughters, so now I will build three castles. Do I really want to be a king this badly? That sounds like an awful lot of castles to build.
Stone and mortar, crumbling on the hillside. A selfish queen and a hopeless king wait for the chosen one to return. They watch the horizon, scanning the sunrise for the rush of wings. The griffon said to aid the one true bearer of the sacred sword is nearing the time of the harvest moon.
I would love to own a castle and live in it, it would be great joy to have a whole city that I would probably rule over and conquer other castles. I would have moats and draw bridges and It would have flaming catapults at the castle, with a crest of my family emblem on it.
“It’s not much of anything, really… just some colors slapped together, furniture from my twenty years of living.”
A castle is home. It doesn’t have to be grandiose, it doesn’t have to have a room with diamonds. It has to have jesters, kings, and queens. It has to be built of rock. But it doesn’t need an army. It doesn’t need a moat.
There are castles in all of us. Tall brilliant castle with various peaks and magical streams surrounding them. Arches and architectural beauty, its in all of us.
While I am in Italy next semester, I want to travel to a country that has castles. I have always wanted to see one. Actually, I hope I can go to an ice castle because those always look so amazing. Can’t believe I go to Italy in January, it is going to be so exciting yet so bizarre at the same time. Hopefully it will be an experience like no other though!
king
queen
power
money
jewels
dictator
ireland
stone
big
pretty
creepy
beautiful
old
antique
expensive
huge
hallways
rooms
A castle would protect me, is the first thing I thought of. Protect me from what, exactly? Why am I so afraid, all the time? I am realizing that all of my negative emotions stem from fear. Anxiety is a part of fear. Anger justifies my fear. It’s physical. I want to lock myself up in a castle and not have to deal with anything, cold stone hallways and warm cozy beds.
castles are found in historical places around the world as well as in story books. There are probably billions of pictures of castles around the world. every girl once dreams of living in a castle with a prince. every boy once dreams of living in a castle and protecting a women he loves. Castles are great huge building that people dream of seeing in real life not just fairy tales. when i was young i used to play king of the castle with my friends
The princess is hidden in the castle away from prying eyes. The knights and court all gather round to hear the King’s proclamation. The loyal guards and kinsmen stand ready and at arms, the peasants and nobles alike all stand in awe.
the princess cinderella was walking down the castles vast hallways while she admired the luxurious tapestries hanging from the walls. It was then that she first layed eyes on the charming prince.
she goes there in her mind. to escape the place she resides with in reality. anywhere but here, is what she thinks. and there it appears. it takes a while sometimes.
Stone, solid, moat. Encircling this edifice of terror and power is the uncrossable trench which sways in the way of death. So pleasing it seems to just take a swim in, but all who do find there are terrible creatures lurking with in.
There was a castle by a lake, a huge shimmering lake. But none of the villages would dare go near it, not even for want of thirst. In the lake, shimmering like diamonds, stars at night, lived a horrid creature that terrorized the village. The castle near it was owned by the duke. The duke became the duke because his father was the duke. His father became the duke by subduing the horrid creature. The tale was long, and complicated, from a time long ago; but the villagers have long memories and so know they are indebted to the duke and his descendants. But the current duke lived off his father’s fame.
There was once a little girl. She lived in a giant castle with her father, the gracious king.
She ran through the stone corridors, hiding behind suits of armor, fighting back giggles.
She befriended servants, maids, peasants, and townspeople alike.
Though the girl didn’t know it, she was destined to become queen one day.
The kingdom could not wait.
They watched her grow, and they raised the young girl into a young woman.
They taught her the ways of the world, and they knew that, one day, when her father passed, she would make just as lovely a ruler as he had.
One day, the girl’s father became very ill.
There’s a princess that needs to be saved, but no one ever comes. She decides once and for all to save herself. It’s very hard, very challenging, but after so much waiting she realizes that the only one that can save her is herself.
There was once a little girl. She lived in a giant castle with her father, the gracious king.
She ran through the stone corridors, hiding behind suits of armor, fighting back giggles.
She befriended servants, maids, peasants, and townspeople alike.
Though the girl didn’t know it, she was destined to become queen one day.
The kingdom could not wait.
my heart is a castle a rock, a stone in which I can never leave, it is cold, sorrowful yet it is the only place I am safe. I feel trapped. lost in the corridors I cannot find a way out. But if I found the door, would I leave?
Gowns, and jewels, and luxury. But the gowns especially. Sighhhh. If I could just own one, and dance with Prince Charming. Just once! That’s all I ask.
When I was little I dreamed about living in a castle. Don’t all little girls have those dreams, of finding prince charming and being whisked off her feet and becoming a princess? Recently there was lots of publicity surrounding the marriage of Prince William and Kate Middleton. I guess it really could happen to anybody…
Disney, princesses, towers and dungeons, King Arthur, Mr. Carson’s castle project for medival
Three stories high, four different towers, and beautiful lights stretching across the land. It was most amazing at night, magical. And how did I end up with this lucky fortune, you ask? Well, I was young and capable of imagining anything. Corn bins…castles. They were all the same to me back then.
Once upon a time, there was a castle.
But it was filled with monsters. They ripped the bricks from the foundations and tore away the drawbridges. They drank the moat like a cocktail. There was nothing but empty tapestries.
Castles don’t contain monsters.
They create them.
stone turrets
rapunzel letting out her hair
white castle in New York
one of the best chess pieces
princess
royalty
Princesses far away live in castles. I have seen them in the Loire Valley of France, but I coould never live in one. The floors are stone and cold, the kitchen is far from the bed room. The princes are never there.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to live in a big, magical castle. I wanted to be a princess and have the most attractive, kind, loving prince. But I realized in the end, that it doesn’t matter what it looks like on the outside, home is where your heart is. And my heart is with Him. The castle isn’t what is magical, He is.