The bottle is safely concealed in my pocket. The man sits down, ready for his meal. I need his attention to waver for only a moment before I seal his fate.
Kevin
concealed intentions. he doesn’t even admit them to himself. daring, but are they right?
delaney
The rabbit was hopping around the yard. The squirrel was right behind him. Another squirrel and another rabbit hopping and ran around the rabbit. The rabbit tried and tried to conceal the corn and carrot he had found and stash it away in his hole in the ground.
j.renee
i am not much of make up. i guess it’s the idea that it’s called a concealer. that you have something to hide. i know it’s so that you’ll look good or “better”. but what is better? to cover up who you truly are? to hide the blemishes that show the real you? it’s like in life. do you hide who you truly are? do you conceal your true self? or do you show the real you with all the blemishes, the bits, the faults?
Concealment of emotions, of truth, of stories, these are all tragic, missed opportunities to share something of our human experience with another. Why not be honest? What are you so afraid of?
to conceal is to hide. you can be hiding a lie to protect, hurt, or for only yourself. but the reason doesn’t always matter. sometimes you must have secrets. sometimes you must be alone. nobody should try to take that away from you, because that is how we were created. we should not try to lie all the time, but little secrets are necessary to living life happily.
I tried to conceal my emotions, but it was impossible.
“What is with you tonight? You seem so… bubbly. It’s kinda weird.” She asked, chuckling.
“It’s nothing, babe. I just have a good feeling about the night.” I said, playing with the small box in my jacket pocket.
I had to conceal the body, there was no other choice. No one could look at me and see anything besides the large protruding belly that had formed. And it had come one rather quickly, leaving little options.
To conceal something is not just trying to hide something from others…but it can be trying to hide it from yourself. So many people I see try to conceal their feelings…so many people you see. You just don’t realise that they’re hiding it. You are a concealer. You conceal those who hide from their own truth…don’t let them drown in their pain. Ask someone…don’t let them conceal.
It is not so much a reason to hold back, to not let them know the inner feelings, particularly the sick ones that swirl around in that little circuity up there that gets controlled by the stick down there, as much as it is a precaution against those wound up reactions that they get.
DMM
Hide it away!
Quick, before it slyly dribbles through your fingers,
Oozing towards an inevitable void.
Or show it,
Shout it,
Show it to the world!
I was once concealed in a
room. There was nothing to eat exept mouse droppings and rats that had died months before. i had just woken up i must have been passed out or something. the first thing i saw was…..nothing. it was pitch black. The smell was horid. It smelt like rotting flesh mixed with the affual smell of…idk. the smell was undefinable. I started to cry. Iknew i was going to die in here,alone. As i was thinking about how i would die and if anyone missed me from home, i had this sudden urge to survive and find my way back home. Home? Did i have a home? no i must i kept telling myself i must have a home. Did I? I couldnt remember anything. i dont even know who put me in this room. or where is this room at.
I was once conceled in a room. Nothing to eat but mouse droppings and rats that had died months before. The place waws terrifying. Part of me knew that i was going to die in here. As i was thinking about how my death would be. i had this sudden urge to survive. Looking around i saw…..nothing it was pitch black. Ididnt know who brought me to this room or were the heck this room was. There was no door,or at least that i could see.
sam
They tried hard to conceal her…very hard. They went to great lengths to work out the best way she could be hidden from view for long periods of time and yet remain comfortable, but it was no use. She could not stay out of sight and out of discovery for long. The time would come when she would be found…
Concealing is the same as lying and some do it better than others. Don’t attempt to conceal your true feelings from someone who is very close to you, it just makes both of you confused and unhappy.
Every day, the young woman felt the same need to hide from her own image in the mirror. She hated herself. She wanted nothing to do with the person she was. But could she ever be free of her past?
Tears trickled down her bland face. Oh she was good, very good. The best I had seen. But something remained to give her away, to whisper her darkest secret. There was one thing that her favourite mask could not conceal and that was how dead her eyes were.
Simply said, its in a jar. I’ve tried to remove it, but it just wont budge. Beneath the porcelain lid it lies, waiting, submerged in dark. I reach my fingers in, gently grasp and quietly pull it out of the jar. I close the lid and enjoy my cookie in the wee hours of the morning.
Mommy will never know.
Anabel Crowe
hide, remove from sightwhat you do not wish to reveal-an object, person, truth, fact etc.
Carried to from bar like fishermen to a net. However, it seems he couldn’t drink quite as well as the fish. It also seems he couldn’t quite keep his mouth shut. Now a bad headache won’t be his biggest worry, nor will it be from the hangover.
ocadd
I cant conceal that you dont love me, you might but i’m not sure, i wish but cant tell, i know i’m pretty, pretty good for you, but, there is always a but! well, i want you to get to know me, i want to know you, why don´t you just talk to me and make everything easier for both, lets do this no matter what, at the end you know, we can still be friends
“I’m tellin’ you Dave,” Joe whispered loudly between the two desks, “Miss Gheram’s got an eye on the back of her head!”
“Don’t you mean she’s got ‘eyes?'” Dave replied, unfazed.
Joe shook his head. “No no no, she’s just got one, like a cyclops. Right in the back. She’s got all that big hair to– to conceal it,” he concluded with emphasis.
“Stop using big words, Joe.”
“Conceal isn’t a big word! It means she hides it!”
“Whatever. I still wanna see this eye.”
Outside the classroom door, Molly Gheram made a mental note to start buying hats.
“Why are you putting that stuff on?” he asked.
“To cover my imperfections,” she said softly while dabbing more concealer onto her cheeks.
“You’re perfect, though…” he said, swallowing the lump that formed in his throat.
You can only conceal things from within. The things such as your secrets your dreams your anger or hurt and even your love. Concealing something can be a very dangerous game. If you conceal the wrong things you can end up hurting the wrong people. Don’t conceal the truth. Please don’t conceal the truth.
denisha campbell
James tried to conceal his evidence by putting it in a safety deposit box at his bank.
I tried to conceal my pregnancy for as long as possible.
Please don’t conceal your feelings, it is better to speak on them.
dianna mccloud
No one knew who she was. The team arranged for her arrival in non descript clothing. Whe the kill ws made no one would know who was responsible. The plan was fool proof
I want to conceal what I have to offer but I dont know how. I dont know if I want to ell him how I feel or just keep it to myself. WHy is it so hard to conceal my feelings from people. I feel as if I wear them on my shoulder and dont know how to hide them…I mean do I hide them is the question…I dont know wh
Kayla Hunter
sometimes i like to conceal my identity
conceal who i am
i don’t like to show who i am
i’m ashamed of it
no one wants to know me
no one wants to see me
can i conceal my physical matter
as well as what i conceal now?
let me dissipate, disappear
but all i can do is just conceal
olives
to conceal to hide. my foundation is great is for me. no blemishes no worries no spots no scars im perfect now thanks to what conceals me it hides my lies and my flaws and all my dark secrets that i dont care for others to know my foundation my foundation is what conceals the truth
When you conceal something you hide it. I love to conceal all of my candy so my brothers can’t get any of it…. that doesn’t work though and I just end up coming home from school to find all of my candy gone and I’m left to clean up all the wrappers, talk about unfair!
I think that this word means to hide. for ex, i think the older you get the more you will want to hide you imperfections and cover them up with difforent products.Such as creams and ect.
conceal seems like a mysterious word.sometimes no one can find out what conceal means.Conceal means to hind something.many people usually conceal stuff on their faces.
I wrote about this word yesterday.
I concealed my identity and now I get to write about conceal twice. You’d think this was an advantage but it’s really not.
My brain is concealing the dream I had last night. Was it too vile for my conscious to process?
she concealed her tears in a little jar, for they were the last she would ever have.
i think conceal means were you conceal the truth.
The bottle is safely concealed in my pocket. The man sits down, ready for his meal. I need his attention to waver for only a moment before I seal his fate.
concealed intentions. he doesn’t even admit them to himself. daring, but are they right?
The rabbit was hopping around the yard. The squirrel was right behind him. Another squirrel and another rabbit hopping and ran around the rabbit. The rabbit tried and tried to conceal the corn and carrot he had found and stash it away in his hole in the ground.
i am not much of make up. i guess it’s the idea that it’s called a concealer. that you have something to hide. i know it’s so that you’ll look good or “better”. but what is better? to cover up who you truly are? to hide the blemishes that show the real you? it’s like in life. do you hide who you truly are? do you conceal your true self? or do you show the real you with all the blemishes, the bits, the faults?
Concealment of emotions, of truth, of stories, these are all tragic, missed opportunities to share something of our human experience with another. Why not be honest? What are you so afraid of?
to conceal is to hide. you can be hiding a lie to protect, hurt, or for only yourself. but the reason doesn’t always matter. sometimes you must have secrets. sometimes you must be alone. nobody should try to take that away from you, because that is how we were created. we should not try to lie all the time, but little secrets are necessary to living life happily.
I tried to conceal my emotions, but it was impossible.
“What is with you tonight? You seem so… bubbly. It’s kinda weird.” She asked, chuckling.
“It’s nothing, babe. I just have a good feeling about the night.” I said, playing with the small box in my jacket pocket.
I had to conceal the body, there was no other choice. No one could look at me and see anything besides the large protruding belly that had formed. And it had come one rather quickly, leaving little options.
To conceal something is not just trying to hide something from others…but it can be trying to hide it from yourself. So many people I see try to conceal their feelings…so many people you see. You just don’t realise that they’re hiding it. You are a concealer. You conceal those who hide from their own truth…don’t let them drown in their pain. Ask someone…don’t let them conceal.
It is not so much a reason to hold back, to not let them know the inner feelings, particularly the sick ones that swirl around in that little circuity up there that gets controlled by the stick down there, as much as it is a precaution against those wound up reactions that they get.
Hide it away!
Quick, before it slyly dribbles through your fingers,
Oozing towards an inevitable void.
Or show it,
Shout it,
Show it to the world!
I was once concealed in a
room. There was nothing to eat exept mouse droppings and rats that had died months before. i had just woken up i must have been passed out or something. the first thing i saw was…..nothing. it was pitch black. The smell was horid. It smelt like rotting flesh mixed with the affual smell of…idk. the smell was undefinable. I started to cry. Iknew i was going to die in here,alone. As i was thinking about how i would die and if anyone missed me from home, i had this sudden urge to survive and find my way back home. Home? Did i have a home? no i must i kept telling myself i must have a home. Did I? I couldnt remember anything. i dont even know who put me in this room. or where is this room at.
I was once conceled in a room. Nothing to eat but mouse droppings and rats that had died months before. The place waws terrifying. Part of me knew that i was going to die in here. As i was thinking about how my death would be. i had this sudden urge to survive. Looking around i saw…..nothing it was pitch black. Ididnt know who brought me to this room or were the heck this room was. There was no door,or at least that i could see.
They tried hard to conceal her…very hard. They went to great lengths to work out the best way she could be hidden from view for long periods of time and yet remain comfortable, but it was no use. She could not stay out of sight and out of discovery for long. The time would come when she would be found…
Concealing is the same as lying and some do it better than others. Don’t attempt to conceal your true feelings from someone who is very close to you, it just makes both of you confused and unhappy.
Every day, the young woman felt the same need to hide from her own image in the mirror. She hated herself. She wanted nothing to do with the person she was. But could she ever be free of her past?
Tears trickled down her bland face. Oh she was good, very good. The best I had seen. But something remained to give her away, to whisper her darkest secret. There was one thing that her favourite mask could not conceal and that was how dead her eyes were.
Simply said, its in a jar. I’ve tried to remove it, but it just wont budge. Beneath the porcelain lid it lies, waiting, submerged in dark. I reach my fingers in, gently grasp and quietly pull it out of the jar. I close the lid and enjoy my cookie in the wee hours of the morning.
Mommy will never know.
hide, remove from sightwhat you do not wish to reveal-an object, person, truth, fact etc.
Carried to from bar like fishermen to a net. However, it seems he couldn’t drink quite as well as the fish. It also seems he couldn’t quite keep his mouth shut. Now a bad headache won’t be his biggest worry, nor will it be from the hangover.
I cant conceal that you dont love me, you might but i’m not sure, i wish but cant tell, i know i’m pretty, pretty good for you, but, there is always a but! well, i want you to get to know me, i want to know you, why don´t you just talk to me and make everything easier for both, lets do this no matter what, at the end you know, we can still be friends
“I’m tellin’ you Dave,” Joe whispered loudly between the two desks, “Miss Gheram’s got an eye on the back of her head!”
“Don’t you mean she’s got ‘eyes?'” Dave replied, unfazed.
Joe shook his head. “No no no, she’s just got one, like a cyclops. Right in the back. She’s got all that big hair to– to conceal it,” he concluded with emphasis.
“Stop using big words, Joe.”
“Conceal isn’t a big word! It means she hides it!”
“Whatever. I still wanna see this eye.”
Outside the classroom door, Molly Gheram made a mental note to start buying hats.
“Why are you putting that stuff on?” he asked.
“To cover my imperfections,” she said softly while dabbing more concealer onto her cheeks.
“You’re perfect, though…” he said, swallowing the lump that formed in his throat.
You can only conceal things from within. The things such as your secrets your dreams your anger or hurt and even your love. Concealing something can be a very dangerous game. If you conceal the wrong things you can end up hurting the wrong people. Don’t conceal the truth. Please don’t conceal the truth.
James tried to conceal his evidence by putting it in a safety deposit box at his bank.
I tried to conceal my pregnancy for as long as possible.
Please don’t conceal your feelings, it is better to speak on them.
No one knew who she was. The team arranged for her arrival in non descript clothing. Whe the kill ws made no one would know who was responsible. The plan was fool proof
I want to conceal what I have to offer but I dont know how. I dont know if I want to ell him how I feel or just keep it to myself. WHy is it so hard to conceal my feelings from people. I feel as if I wear them on my shoulder and dont know how to hide them…I mean do I hide them is the question…I dont know wh
sometimes i like to conceal my identity
conceal who i am
i don’t like to show who i am
i’m ashamed of it
no one wants to know me
no one wants to see me
can i conceal my physical matter
as well as what i conceal now?
let me dissipate, disappear
but all i can do is just conceal
to conceal to hide. my foundation is great is for me. no blemishes no worries no spots no scars im perfect now thanks to what conceals me it hides my lies and my flaws and all my dark secrets that i dont care for others to know my foundation my foundation is what conceals the truth
i think conceal means to hide.
I think conceal means to hide. Older women use concealer cream to hide blemishes.
When you conceal something you hide it. I love to conceal all of my candy so my brothers can’t get any of it…. that doesn’t work though and I just end up coming home from school to find all of my candy gone and I’m left to clean up all the wrappers, talk about unfair!
I think that this word means to hide. for ex, i think the older you get the more you will want to hide you imperfections and cover them up with difforent products.Such as creams and ect.
conceal seems like a mysterious word.sometimes no one can find out what conceal means.Conceal means to hind something.many people usually conceal stuff on their faces.
conceal means to hide or something