There is nothing in the corner. The corner is dark. The corner is lonely.
Nena
i like corners. it rhymes with mourners. it is neat. it has the word corn in it. which is silly.
This is Bull Shit
A corner is a getaway and a meeting place. It is where old friends go to meet and those who want to vanish disappear to. A corner is neglected. It is the infamous time out area and ironically an area of support.
Chris
corners of a wall. corners of a map. the corners of your mind. if you think hard enough, you’ll find what you’re looking for.
taylor hopkins age 15
i am sitting in the corner of the room i live in
my laptop has really sharp corners
there is something running at the corner of my mind
i am living in one corner of the world
corner, the word that i came across
mohnish thallavajhula
i relly dont know what i think about the word corner but what i do think about is that this world is going down hill fast like we are all trying to fit in one corner but we dont so we just push everyone out so we can fit in. well i guess i do think about corner……..
ashley
page book store room house time out school english math kindergarten first grade elementry school vernon skinner road mrs. hill
ashley
stuck.alone.not happy.not fitting in.help.please help.for the love of god help. no body puts baby in the corner. why is no one responding to cries for help. what is wrong with everyone else. am i the only person who would respond to a cry for help. get that kid out of the fucking corner. its not his fault. its yours.
Tim
The woman walked around the street corner and hit another traffic light. She watched the cars zooming by and wondered what she was doing in this city again. The pulse of the cars pulled her back in time to another distant corner, on the other side of this same city.
Vanaondoiel
i corner. i walked bu ysmokeing the youn gnights first cigaret. i tought this noght like most all night go home set tv,then maybe some reading. NNot a thing out of th eordenary. i was rong as a walked buy the corm
seth
curled up in a ball in it. Crying, sobbing thou misery of past kings and mages. I must once again wear the crown i showed in the glorious days of battle. This corner is no home to me, of no purpose. Those days when glory shined have sunken into oblivion.
shmitson Danielson, king of Rivendore
There is a corner of a piece of paper. It’s scribbled on and torn up but it’s still a piece of the paper. It wants to leave the paper because it feels distressed and unwanted but something keeps holding it back onto the paper. Just let the corner go…let it go.
Megan
corner of the street, brooklyn new york. where the trouble hangs out. but living? perhaps. kids hanging lazy days drunken nights. hey little kid come here i got something for you. yep thats right. out on the corner. aint no going back.
Anonymous
Corner, corner can be used in many circumstances, its symbolic in writting and is very commonplace in every day life
eg, i turned the corner and awaited my imminenet doom
the corner symbolised that of which would hapen next, a new chapter in a new day
the corner stone of civilisation
she had 4 corners to her tiny box inw hich she dweeled
jemma
i walkwd around the corner to find the rest of my life. it wasn’t there, it never is. i wanted to go further but there was no map, no guide. i settled for a park bench and a notebook. its all i have. maybe i can find somehting there.
sara
the place where two ends meet and you can change the way you want to go
Anonymous
I’m on the edge of a breakthrough
of seeing the world for what it is
and seeing the life that I’m meant to live
it’s a lonely one at that
I’m on the edge of breaking through
this stained glass prophecy
and drawing my own path out on paper
it’s a thin one at that
I see through it already
Josh Miller
theres a corner on the page dang i just lost the game oopsie dang i need to focus… corner corner theres a loverly coner in this room and outside this room corners are everywhere
Delany
it’s just around. When you get there have a seat on it and I’ll meet you down by.
John
i roundedt the corner and saw to my utter surprise the most absurd pink umbrella. it stood out, set against cold, grey concrete surrondings and the mass of black buisness suited men of walltreet. The umbrella, as i was saying, belong to a small boy.
jackie
there she stood on the corner not looking around. Just staring through her matted wet hair from the horrendous storm that had oblaterated everyone in the small town.
joe smo
Over there, in the corner
I sit my back turned to you like so many times before.
I weap silently, but not physically silently.
You watch from your corner, as I shake with every cry.
I begin to calm down, my fists unclench.
glo
i am standing on the corner waiting for my next ‘joe’. its been about a half hour since the last one dropped me off.. i love the money but i hate the men. slimy, greasy, and gross.. i don’t know when i’ll be able to stop this.. i just
rox
so i was standing on the corner of an apple tree and i was hit by the most glorious apple. it was golden and unlike any of the other apples that had fallen. i asked the apple “why did you fall?” and it answered “i was tired of being so perfect on the top of that tree.”
Jen
i sit in my corner all day long with nothing to do and nowhere to go. i wonder why i am constantly ridiculed and placed into this corner while mom and dad go out and play.
rox
so i was standing on the corner of an apple tree and i was hit by the most glorious apple. it was golden and unlike any of the other apples that had fallen. i asked the apple “why did you fall?” and it answered “i was tired of being so perfect on the top of that tree.”
Jen
the corner was the worst place to be there that corner was where it had all happened how could one timy place have such an important place in history the corner where residents where murdered kids killed and lives changed
z
Corner is a small space at the joining of tow mediums. students in detention or with bad behavior are asked to sit in the corner. i have a vase at the corner of my table.
SP
I went to the corner and looked up. Up towards the sky, where the wind blows and the voices carry far long after we are nothing. We breathe for a moment, and forget that we exist. We’re floating now, above anything and everything we’ve every known. It feels good, to be on the corner of what we are and what we want to be. It feels good, to be in between everything that we want to be and everything that we are. On the corner we are everything, and that’s what we enjoy. Please let me make you laugh. Please let me make you cry. Meet me on the corner and we’ll dance together between what we have and the sky.
Anonymous
the corner of the room seems small and blank but it is mine! I will always love this corner because it is mine or maybe i will burn it striaght down to the ground because it is so restricting to the rest of the beautiful beautiful world. like a flower in a world of pain
chelsea
It’s on tables. The hurt when you run into them. They are importent though. Without them, all we’d have is cirlces and ovals. wood, stones, gems, especially gems, and all other cornered objects. Angles. 90, 45, 75 and everything in between.
Sophie
It is in the room, dark, lit only by the moonlight. Amazing corner of the room, shared only by one thin wall. The brothers don’t seem to mind, though. The dresser that was once there has been moved. To another corner of the room.
g
I am in a corner at least once a day. It sucks. I try not to corner others because of how it makes me feel.
sb
theres a corner in my room infact theres 6 corners in my room right now they are all yellow with some white and wood coloring showing through :) i like my room its noce smells wonderful and is warm and cozy thsi keyboard is really LOUD!!!
cathy
the corner of the room was dark and gloomy with a shady silhouette outlined. By what you can tell it is a small man or some living thing as you approach it, the head rotates revealing red eyes..
Charles
sometimes i sit at a street corner and watch the cars pass and i think about how nice it is that i’m not in one, that i have luck to be able to walk to school. i wish i didnt have to drive at all, but waterpolo gets in the way. i have to drive. also, corner was one of my spanish vocab words, it is called rincon with an accent over the o and i think i just aced my vocab test. its a good thing that class is pretty easy.
tom
i wish i could live in a corner sometimes. so boring, so plain and white… it’d be great. you wouldn’t have to worry about love or hate or who’s making fun of you, because no one would. who wants to know someone who lives in a corner? certainly not i. but what do i know, i want to live in a corner.
contact@rmrsporthorses.com
hidden
crying
angular
little jack horner
coroner
spider webs
huddled
cold
dusty
neglected
time-out
Lauren
i forgot how long i have to write about the word corner.
corner store
corner… a square has four corners
that’s what makes a square a square, that and four equal sides, four equal angles.
a rhombus is a sat-on square
sat-on
saturn
jupiter
jupiter bars
miss jupiter
watchmen
corne4svarvfyh
There is nothing in the corner. The corner is dark. The corner is lonely.
i like corners. it rhymes with mourners. it is neat. it has the word corn in it. which is silly.
A corner is a getaway and a meeting place. It is where old friends go to meet and those who want to vanish disappear to. A corner is neglected. It is the infamous time out area and ironically an area of support.
corners of a wall. corners of a map. the corners of your mind. if you think hard enough, you’ll find what you’re looking for.
i am sitting in the corner of the room i live in
my laptop has really sharp corners
there is something running at the corner of my mind
i am living in one corner of the world
corner, the word that i came across
i relly dont know what i think about the word corner but what i do think about is that this world is going down hill fast like we are all trying to fit in one corner but we dont so we just push everyone out so we can fit in. well i guess i do think about corner……..
page book store room house time out school english math kindergarten first grade elementry school vernon skinner road mrs. hill
stuck.alone.not happy.not fitting in.help.please help.for the love of god help. no body puts baby in the corner. why is no one responding to cries for help. what is wrong with everyone else. am i the only person who would respond to a cry for help. get that kid out of the fucking corner. its not his fault. its yours.
The woman walked around the street corner and hit another traffic light. She watched the cars zooming by and wondered what she was doing in this city again. The pulse of the cars pulled her back in time to another distant corner, on the other side of this same city.
i corner. i walked bu ysmokeing the youn gnights first cigaret. i tought this noght like most all night go home set tv,then maybe some reading. NNot a thing out of th eordenary. i was rong as a walked buy the corm
curled up in a ball in it. Crying, sobbing thou misery of past kings and mages. I must once again wear the crown i showed in the glorious days of battle. This corner is no home to me, of no purpose. Those days when glory shined have sunken into oblivion.
There is a corner of a piece of paper. It’s scribbled on and torn up but it’s still a piece of the paper. It wants to leave the paper because it feels distressed and unwanted but something keeps holding it back onto the paper. Just let the corner go…let it go.
corner of the street, brooklyn new york. where the trouble hangs out. but living? perhaps. kids hanging lazy days drunken nights. hey little kid come here i got something for you. yep thats right. out on the corner. aint no going back.
Corner, corner can be used in many circumstances, its symbolic in writting and is very commonplace in every day life
eg, i turned the corner and awaited my imminenet doom
the corner symbolised that of which would hapen next, a new chapter in a new day
the corner stone of civilisation
she had 4 corners to her tiny box inw hich she dweeled
i walkwd around the corner to find the rest of my life. it wasn’t there, it never is. i wanted to go further but there was no map, no guide. i settled for a park bench and a notebook. its all i have. maybe i can find somehting there.
the place where two ends meet and you can change the way you want to go
I’m on the edge of a breakthrough
of seeing the world for what it is
and seeing the life that I’m meant to live
it’s a lonely one at that
I’m on the edge of breaking through
this stained glass prophecy
and drawing my own path out on paper
it’s a thin one at that
I see through it already
theres a corner on the page dang i just lost the game oopsie dang i need to focus… corner corner theres a loverly coner in this room and outside this room corners are everywhere
it’s just around. When you get there have a seat on it and I’ll meet you down by.
i roundedt the corner and saw to my utter surprise the most absurd pink umbrella. it stood out, set against cold, grey concrete surrondings and the mass of black buisness suited men of walltreet. The umbrella, as i was saying, belong to a small boy.
there she stood on the corner not looking around. Just staring through her matted wet hair from the horrendous storm that had oblaterated everyone in the small town.
Over there, in the corner
I sit my back turned to you like so many times before.
I weap silently, but not physically silently.
You watch from your corner, as I shake with every cry.
I begin to calm down, my fists unclench.
i am standing on the corner waiting for my next ‘joe’. its been about a half hour since the last one dropped me off.. i love the money but i hate the men. slimy, greasy, and gross.. i don’t know when i’ll be able to stop this.. i just
so i was standing on the corner of an apple tree and i was hit by the most glorious apple. it was golden and unlike any of the other apples that had fallen. i asked the apple “why did you fall?” and it answered “i was tired of being so perfect on the top of that tree.”
i sit in my corner all day long with nothing to do and nowhere to go. i wonder why i am constantly ridiculed and placed into this corner while mom and dad go out and play.
so i was standing on the corner of an apple tree and i was hit by the most glorious apple. it was golden and unlike any of the other apples that had fallen. i asked the apple “why did you fall?” and it answered “i was tired of being so perfect on the top of that tree.”
the corner was the worst place to be there that corner was where it had all happened how could one timy place have such an important place in history the corner where residents where murdered kids killed and lives changed
Corner is a small space at the joining of tow mediums. students in detention or with bad behavior are asked to sit in the corner. i have a vase at the corner of my table.
I went to the corner and looked up. Up towards the sky, where the wind blows and the voices carry far long after we are nothing. We breathe for a moment, and forget that we exist. We’re floating now, above anything and everything we’ve every known. It feels good, to be on the corner of what we are and what we want to be. It feels good, to be in between everything that we want to be and everything that we are. On the corner we are everything, and that’s what we enjoy. Please let me make you laugh. Please let me make you cry. Meet me on the corner and we’ll dance together between what we have and the sky.
the corner of the room seems small and blank but it is mine! I will always love this corner because it is mine or maybe i will burn it striaght down to the ground because it is so restricting to the rest of the beautiful beautiful world. like a flower in a world of pain
It’s on tables. The hurt when you run into them. They are importent though. Without them, all we’d have is cirlces and ovals. wood, stones, gems, especially gems, and all other cornered objects. Angles. 90, 45, 75 and everything in between.
It is in the room, dark, lit only by the moonlight. Amazing corner of the room, shared only by one thin wall. The brothers don’t seem to mind, though. The dresser that was once there has been moved. To another corner of the room.
I am in a corner at least once a day. It sucks. I try not to corner others because of how it makes me feel.
theres a corner in my room infact theres 6 corners in my room right now they are all yellow with some white and wood coloring showing through :) i like my room its noce smells wonderful and is warm and cozy thsi keyboard is really LOUD!!!
the corner of the room was dark and gloomy with a shady silhouette outlined. By what you can tell it is a small man or some living thing as you approach it, the head rotates revealing red eyes..
sometimes i sit at a street corner and watch the cars pass and i think about how nice it is that i’m not in one, that i have luck to be able to walk to school. i wish i didnt have to drive at all, but waterpolo gets in the way. i have to drive. also, corner was one of my spanish vocab words, it is called rincon with an accent over the o and i think i just aced my vocab test. its a good thing that class is pretty easy.
i wish i could live in a corner sometimes. so boring, so plain and white… it’d be great. you wouldn’t have to worry about love or hate or who’s making fun of you, because no one would. who wants to know someone who lives in a corner? certainly not i. but what do i know, i want to live in a corner.
hidden
crying
angular
little jack horner
coroner
spider webs
huddled
cold
dusty
neglected
time-out
i forgot how long i have to write about the word corner.
corner store
corner… a square has four corners
that’s what makes a square a square, that and four equal sides, four equal angles.
a rhombus is a sat-on square
sat-on
saturn
jupiter
jupiter bars
miss jupiter
watchmen