There was some sort of electric charge in the air that made her nervous. She felt an unnatural presence all around her that was making her hair stand on end. Suddenly she felt something grab her shoulder and she whipped around in a frenzied panic.
THE BULL CHARGED ON ME MEANS THAT IT ATTACKED ON ME . ELECTRIC CHARGE IS THE FLOW OF ELECTRONS ALSO OPPOSITE CHARGE REPEL EACH OTHER .IT IS A FIVE LETTER WORD AND IS USED IN ENGLISH AS WELL AS IN SCIENCE.
MANU
She loved being in charge. It made her feel like finally this was HER life, no one else’s. After all those years of being put down and being under someone else’s control, having no hope for the future… But not anymore. She was the strongest person now. She took a deep breath and slowly pressed her finger down on the trigger.
He could feel the wind ruffling his ebony hair, the freezing drops of rain pelting down his molten body. His deep, brooding eyes were filled with a strange amalgamation of triumph and fear. His mouth contorted into a sick, twisted smirk as he charged towards his captor, his prey, Mr Patel.
Liz
Just give me a little something—a spark, a charge.
Make me feel again, let me know you’re here
A bolt of energy a feeling of happiness—
Show me that I’m not alone
Light me up from the inside out—
Charge me, love me, free me…
T
His life was falling apart, he was miserable, alone, he has always needed someone to help him take charge of his life. He needed someone to give him hope, charge him forward.
sarah
Take charge of your life! You need to step up and stop living in the shadows of everyone. You can do this. You can overcome any obstacle you face, but you cannot give up. You’re going to to fall, many times. It’s going to hurt and feel hopeless. But the whole point of growing and learning and getting somewhere is moving forward…and taking charge.
I will take charge of this situation. i will take matters into my own hands. I will show you that i am in charge here, and that my opinion matters too. I will let you know exactly what I am thinking. I am in charge of my own life. IT IS MINE. My life is my own, and any decisions i make are for ME. I will not let you be in charge of my life. No one can make me feel inferior without my permission.
the bulls were coming as fast as they could in my direction and I had nowhere to run. i was scared to death. With a swift jump, I landed on the fence and out of the way of the charging bulls. Where these bulls came from I have no idea, but I knew that they weren’t done with me.
jon geddie
The steely gaze of the general left no room for fear or uncertainty. No, he was absolutely sure. He would not budge, not dither or sway. When he ran, the hooves of his horse thudding like heavy rain, his lance held firm like a spear, his face made of stone, they would move. When he ran, he would break them.
Sunny Patel
already wrote about charge. this is only one word a day? Seriously? That’s awful. I hope I can do it better than that.
I think that when someone is in charge of a situation, it is needles to say that I am never wanted to be that person. However, at the end, I always end up being the one responsible for everything, is that a good sign or a bad one?
ade
Rams charge to the fi USB line it so hard to writ about it. Yet I’m just picking it up. Why will not go to the day of thunder. Whf
Mark
take charge of your life and God will help you through.we know this, we were born with this. i love him, do i? am i able to start my life without him? or is he that other part of me i cant live without? i dont know the answer. take charge. take charge, no one lives by others rules. take charge life life live life.
nerdilie
I wanted it all back. That night was pure shit while I was living it, but afterward, I wished for a repeat. I sat alone, my heart beating unimaginably fast. I waited for the beats to slow, but as more thoughts charged in, it was unstoppable. I hated feeling so vulnerable to my involuntary actions, but some small, sick part of me liked it.
i charged my phone one time but it charged a ,litttle toomuch and pooed on my hsnd so i cleaned it off with a napkin and cooked it into a lunch for my family and they never knew
sioned
The charge from the outlet ran through his hand and made his vision go fuzzy. For a moment he thought he was dead. After a while he regained feeling and sat up, casting his eyes around the room. Still nothing.
Robyn
There was a charge to living free. At first I thought it was merely my sanity. A price I didn’t mind as I’d assumed I lost it years ago. Then I found that the true cost of living free is beauty. I hadn’t much left after years of suffering, still, life took what was left and let me free. A battered wretched soul.
The command came from the commander, to go, to attack, and the army surged forth, all yelling as one! They knew that they were going to their deaths, but they had to die trying to defend their queen. She had sacrificed much for them, and now it was their turn to repay her.
Ellie Star
I’ve noticed that whenever you are nearing the climax of a conversation, that’s when your phone decides to plummet to 10% of it’s battery life. CHARGE! We all need a little portable phone charger to tack on the back of our phones to avoid situations like that…
i wish i could take charge. but i only feel the power when i cut. when i watch my wrists turn red. when i see that blood form. i lost myself. i lost my ability to write freely. i lost who i am. what the fuck is wrong with me. i’m fourteen. i used to write and smile and love writing and life. i’m so screwed up. someone notice. someone help.
Popsicle
i am not in charge of my life so things don’t go my way which sucks!
She all but charged at me at the end of the hall. I could see her feet pumping, little shoes stomping, running fast to momma. She was still getting used to longer legs and she almost fell with each step, but it was not in vain. Soon, she was in my arms, with love and cuddles, cries of “I missed you, Momma.” Even though she had only been at the babysitter’s for an hour.
But before I knew it, it was just a memory again and I was left curled up on my bed, grasping for air, trying to feel her sticky fingers tugging at my shirt. Trying to pretend that she was there for ever.
Hum, well im reading traditions and encounters and theres alot of people that take charge. Like dictators and emperors and stuff. Hitler was a dictator and he took charge. Um.. sometimes in maplestory you have to charge an attack then you can release it. my boss takes charge of me at work. Im taking charge in writing this paragraph
Vichhay
I watched silently as the doe snuck into the clearing. I coiled, waiting for a chance to pounce. The doe bent it’s neck to graze and I took my cue. I leapt from my hiding place, charging into the clearing. In a spray of blood I swiped my claws through it’s neck, and spent the rest of the night enjoying my well earned meal.
Caroline
move head on don’t stop keep going full force. nothing is better than diving right in and showing yourself what you’re made of. do it for yourself not for anyone else because you’re the only one whose opinion matters about yourself. so just go. do it. run in. take charge.
Tiana
When I am with him I am unclear of who is in charge. It should be simple because he was born with that role, but I am stubborn and like to be treated equally. I like to have a free will and be able to come and go as I please. He likes to be in charge to protect me but I don’t have it, I’m difficult.
Batteries. They’re driving the very machine that keeps you alive. Holding out your hand you say goodbye and beg your love to be happy. These batteries die out and so do you.
Today I went to the Texas State Fair and when I say I’ve never charged my card so many times. The funnel cake was superb but getting to spend time with my little sister, priceless.
Corey
Like in marching band, that one year, when all the brass played the notes, and the rest of the band yelled, “CHARGE” and everyone thought it was so funny. Well, the adults, anyway. Because of the credit card joke. And the buses. I always remember the marching band buses when we went on trips, and the smell of the exhaust. Even here, in South Korea, years later, I smell exhaust and still think of those trips.
I took charge of my life. No more self-pity, no more being pushed around, no more pain. I would write out the story of me. No one else. I am the leader of my world and I can be whoever I choose to be.
I charge ahead on the battle field that has become my life.
I run through the splay of billets flying past
Each one I swear I can hear it say one more hated memory I tried to loose today
Gabriella Selbe
I was in charge. It’s just stressful. That’s the bottom line. Power is not worth the stress that comes with it. Look at our presidents. All of them younger looking when they go in, old as dirt and tired when they come out. Obama after four years, looks ten years older. His hair is graying already.
I want to take charge. I long to take charge. The chance to lead, the chance to be reveled. That feeling, I can only imagine, is as great as anything could be. To be on top, I could only imagine.
“Just how long are we supposed to charge this thing?”
I threw Zhoren a wary look. “Long enough to be sure it won’t blow up in your face, preferably.”
He smirks, and gives his laser a quick shake. I wince. “You worry too much, Lar. You know that?”
“No I don’t.”
“I beg to differ.”
I scowl. “What does it matter to you, anyway? Paranoia hasn’t gotten me killed yet.”
“And a lack of caution hasn’t caused me any trouble, either.”
Fiddo
Some days I want to charge right out my door, and take a long run. But those days are over since my spinal surgery. Unless they invent a flexible spinal fusion, and take these rods out.
The man walked slowly to the end of the hall. He slowly brought his hand up to the knob on the door. He turned the knob even slower, and the door creaked open. Inside the room was a little boy and a little girl. They looked at the man and whispered one word. Charge.
Hannah
take charge. be in charge. i’ve lived a lot of life trying so hard to be in charge. but it turns out that even in a day and age where an entire culture is bent towards more and more control over people, places, and things, taking charge is exactly the opposite of what i’ve needed to do to be happy. i’ve needed to learn to let go.
Take charge in every situation. No matter what, you always need to be in control. No matter what happens if you’re in charge then it’ll be alright.
There was some sort of electric charge in the air that made her nervous. She felt an unnatural presence all around her that was making her hair stand on end. Suddenly she felt something grab her shoulder and she whipped around in a frenzied panic.
THE BULL CHARGED ON ME MEANS THAT IT ATTACKED ON ME . ELECTRIC CHARGE IS THE FLOW OF ELECTRONS ALSO OPPOSITE CHARGE REPEL EACH OTHER .IT IS A FIVE LETTER WORD AND IS USED IN ENGLISH AS WELL AS IN SCIENCE.
She loved being in charge. It made her feel like finally this was HER life, no one else’s. After all those years of being put down and being under someone else’s control, having no hope for the future… But not anymore. She was the strongest person now. She took a deep breath and slowly pressed her finger down on the trigger.
He could feel the wind ruffling his ebony hair, the freezing drops of rain pelting down his molten body. His deep, brooding eyes were filled with a strange amalgamation of triumph and fear. His mouth contorted into a sick, twisted smirk as he charged towards his captor, his prey, Mr Patel.
Just give me a little something—a spark, a charge.
Make me feel again, let me know you’re here
A bolt of energy a feeling of happiness—
Show me that I’m not alone
Light me up from the inside out—
Charge me, love me, free me…
His life was falling apart, he was miserable, alone, he has always needed someone to help him take charge of his life. He needed someone to give him hope, charge him forward.
Take charge of your life! You need to step up and stop living in the shadows of everyone. You can do this. You can overcome any obstacle you face, but you cannot give up. You’re going to to fall, many times. It’s going to hurt and feel hopeless. But the whole point of growing and learning and getting somewhere is moving forward…and taking charge.
I will take charge of this situation. i will take matters into my own hands. I will show you that i am in charge here, and that my opinion matters too. I will let you know exactly what I am thinking. I am in charge of my own life. IT IS MINE. My life is my own, and any decisions i make are for ME. I will not let you be in charge of my life. No one can make me feel inferior without my permission.
the bulls were coming as fast as they could in my direction and I had nowhere to run. i was scared to death. With a swift jump, I landed on the fence and out of the way of the charging bulls. Where these bulls came from I have no idea, but I knew that they weren’t done with me.
The steely gaze of the general left no room for fear or uncertainty. No, he was absolutely sure. He would not budge, not dither or sway. When he ran, the hooves of his horse thudding like heavy rain, his lance held firm like a spear, his face made of stone, they would move. When he ran, he would break them.
already wrote about charge. this is only one word a day? Seriously? That’s awful. I hope I can do it better than that.
I think that when someone is in charge of a situation, it is needles to say that I am never wanted to be that person. However, at the end, I always end up being the one responsible for everything, is that a good sign or a bad one?
Rams charge to the fi USB line it so hard to writ about it. Yet I’m just picking it up. Why will not go to the day of thunder. Whf
take charge of your life and God will help you through.we know this, we were born with this. i love him, do i? am i able to start my life without him? or is he that other part of me i cant live without? i dont know the answer. take charge. take charge, no one lives by others rules. take charge life life live life.
I wanted it all back. That night was pure shit while I was living it, but afterward, I wished for a repeat. I sat alone, my heart beating unimaginably fast. I waited for the beats to slow, but as more thoughts charged in, it was unstoppable. I hated feeling so vulnerable to my involuntary actions, but some small, sick part of me liked it.
i charged my phone one time but it charged a ,litttle toomuch and pooed on my hsnd so i cleaned it off with a napkin and cooked it into a lunch for my family and they never knew
The charge from the outlet ran through his hand and made his vision go fuzzy. For a moment he thought he was dead. After a while he regained feeling and sat up, casting his eyes around the room. Still nothing.
There was a charge to living free. At first I thought it was merely my sanity. A price I didn’t mind as I’d assumed I lost it years ago. Then I found that the true cost of living free is beauty. I hadn’t much left after years of suffering, still, life took what was left and let me free. A battered wretched soul.
The command came from the commander, to go, to attack, and the army surged forth, all yelling as one! They knew that they were going to their deaths, but they had to die trying to defend their queen. She had sacrificed much for them, and now it was their turn to repay her.
I’ve noticed that whenever you are nearing the climax of a conversation, that’s when your phone decides to plummet to 10% of it’s battery life. CHARGE! We all need a little portable phone charger to tack on the back of our phones to avoid situations like that…
i wish i could take charge. but i only feel the power when i cut. when i watch my wrists turn red. when i see that blood form. i lost myself. i lost my ability to write freely. i lost who i am. what the fuck is wrong with me. i’m fourteen. i used to write and smile and love writing and life. i’m so screwed up. someone notice. someone help.
i am not in charge of my life so things don’t go my way which sucks!
She all but charged at me at the end of the hall. I could see her feet pumping, little shoes stomping, running fast to momma. She was still getting used to longer legs and she almost fell with each step, but it was not in vain. Soon, she was in my arms, with love and cuddles, cries of “I missed you, Momma.” Even though she had only been at the babysitter’s for an hour.
But before I knew it, it was just a memory again and I was left curled up on my bed, grasping for air, trying to feel her sticky fingers tugging at my shirt. Trying to pretend that she was there for ever.
Hum, well im reading traditions and encounters and theres alot of people that take charge. Like dictators and emperors and stuff. Hitler was a dictator and he took charge. Um.. sometimes in maplestory you have to charge an attack then you can release it. my boss takes charge of me at work. Im taking charge in writing this paragraph
I watched silently as the doe snuck into the clearing. I coiled, waiting for a chance to pounce. The doe bent it’s neck to graze and I took my cue. I leapt from my hiding place, charging into the clearing. In a spray of blood I swiped my claws through it’s neck, and spent the rest of the night enjoying my well earned meal.
move head on don’t stop keep going full force. nothing is better than diving right in and showing yourself what you’re made of. do it for yourself not for anyone else because you’re the only one whose opinion matters about yourself. so just go. do it. run in. take charge.
When I am with him I am unclear of who is in charge. It should be simple because he was born with that role, but I am stubborn and like to be treated equally. I like to have a free will and be able to come and go as I please. He likes to be in charge to protect me but I don’t have it, I’m difficult.
Batteries. They’re driving the very machine that keeps you alive. Holding out your hand you say goodbye and beg your love to be happy. These batteries die out and so do you.
Today I went to the Texas State Fair and when I say I’ve never charged my card so many times. The funnel cake was superb but getting to spend time with my little sister, priceless.
Like in marching band, that one year, when all the brass played the notes, and the rest of the band yelled, “CHARGE” and everyone thought it was so funny. Well, the adults, anyway. Because of the credit card joke. And the buses. I always remember the marching band buses when we went on trips, and the smell of the exhaust. Even here, in South Korea, years later, I smell exhaust and still think of those trips.
I took charge of my life. No more self-pity, no more being pushed around, no more pain. I would write out the story of me. No one else. I am the leader of my world and I can be whoever I choose to be.
I charge ahead on the battle field that has become my life.
I run through the splay of billets flying past
Each one I swear I can hear it say one more hated memory I tried to loose today
I was in charge. It’s just stressful. That’s the bottom line. Power is not worth the stress that comes with it. Look at our presidents. All of them younger looking when they go in, old as dirt and tired when they come out. Obama after four years, looks ten years older. His hair is graying already.
I want to take charge. I long to take charge. The chance to lead, the chance to be reveled. That feeling, I can only imagine, is as great as anything could be. To be on top, I could only imagine.
“Just how long are we supposed to charge this thing?”
I threw Zhoren a wary look. “Long enough to be sure it won’t blow up in your face, preferably.”
He smirks, and gives his laser a quick shake. I wince. “You worry too much, Lar. You know that?”
“No I don’t.”
“I beg to differ.”
I scowl. “What does it matter to you, anyway? Paranoia hasn’t gotten me killed yet.”
“And a lack of caution hasn’t caused me any trouble, either.”
Some days I want to charge right out my door, and take a long run. But those days are over since my spinal surgery. Unless they invent a flexible spinal fusion, and take these rods out.
The man walked slowly to the end of the hall. He slowly brought his hand up to the knob on the door. He turned the knob even slower, and the door creaked open. Inside the room was a little boy and a little girl. They looked at the man and whispered one word. Charge.
take charge. be in charge. i’ve lived a lot of life trying so hard to be in charge. but it turns out that even in a day and age where an entire culture is bent towards more and more control over people, places, and things, taking charge is exactly the opposite of what i’ve needed to do to be happy. i’ve needed to learn to let go.
“From now on, I’m in charge,” Jay said, switching her player to Batman before Jon had the chance. “Now you be Robin and you listen.”
“Okay,” Jon said, hiding a smile even though his girlfriend couldn’t have seen him from her place in his lap.