There is no evidence left on the floor as I drag his lifeless body back into the cellar. I pull it out every week, daring poice to come busting into my house. I want them to come, I want them to see him.
I want to bring him back. I want him to e with me now more than ever.
But isn’t it true what they say? Dead men tell no tales. I’m getting used to how quiet he is now, and I’m starting to like the quiet.
The loudness is why it’s quiet now, anyways.
Ashley Flowers
Has there been any evidence of a super-being?
A deity, a god.
Sometimes we rely too much on what we believe,
and not enough on what we know.
To have faith, is that evidence?
But othertimes, belief brings us out of self-destruction.
So is it really better to know?
Ben
Oooh. What have we here? Oh my! I can’t believe this!
This! This is irrefutable, undeniable.
I am in shock.
There is no way!!!
is there?
I guess there is and that it really is because of this thing. I just can’t believe it. Can you?
I mean, who would have ever thought such a thing could be so….. provable?
Whalie
it’s time to lay claim to the evidence; fingerprints sold me out.
i remember a time in fifth grade when some lady came to my class and talked about crime scene investigation and we had study all this fake evidence all day in class, it was pretty interesting.
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The evidence of the crime lay in the pool of blood circled around her head. The carelessly tossed shiv have punctured her enough times to create a laquered layer of shiny gore.
Jason Shinn
There’s enough evidence in the world to condemn anyone of anything. Look hard enough, and the proof can exist….even if it means tweaking the truth a bit. Evidence seems to be fact, though in reality it is nothing more than a physical manifestation of what you want people to believe. “Look at this evidence,” you can say, and hold the object out in your hand. Soon, with that small thing, your enemy is dust.
Fawn
Evidence, evince, convince . . . words link to words and I think about synonyms and their uselessness. How can two words mean the same thing and still exist as separate ones?
Meg
Evidence of what we’ve done, on my neck. Evidence of what happened in my car in your eyes. Evidence of our bond together in the sweat on our bodies. Evidence of our love in our hearts. Evidence is every where, you just have to look.
Z
There was none at all. Who could say who had done anything at all that day, yet alone something so apparently terrible. All the witnesses were comatose, and had been for days. Even the monkey was out cold.
bijoublue
we think that it is so necessary to have evidence or proof to give us validation…why can’t we just believe? Can we just let go of all of the pressures that tell us that we need to measure up and just say “hey, this is the way I am and this is what I think.”
Scarlet
Evidence. All the evidence points towards one thing. That I have no idea what I’m feeling. Or maybe I do. And I’m tired of always writing about this. I want to write about Him. Not you. You… you shouldn’t matter this much right now. He does. He’s there. He loves me. And I pay no attention. This is ridiculous. This vicious cycle is over. Now.
I’m done making excuses. I’m doing this. And I’m going to do it right.
Brisni
It was all against him, even though he knew he was innocent.
The fingerprints. The everything. All against him.
…Somehow, it hurt to be alive. Maybe it would have been better if he had been the victim.
Nyx
“Was it the fish on the counter that made you think so?” “No.” “Was it the flag on the lawn?” “No.” “Was it the seven-page letter detailing his method as well as his motive and opportunity written in the now-dried blood of his victim?” “No. No, it was this. Who wears a green tie on thursdays? Nobody. That was my first clue.”
crabmuffins
So there it was, the evidence. THis was the evidence that could completely ruin the life of a man, or completely fix his life forever. He’s the only one that knows, the only one that knows who comitted this crime. If it was him, jail for life, if it wasn’t he is free to go, a mans life rests in this simple piece of evidence. It would make or break him. He would die or live. For one inatamate object to have so much power of the life of a human being, is scary, he knows his life rests in an object that could quite easily be shattered against the floor. Shattered like the man knows his life will be. His family will leave him. He no longer has his drugs that help him through each and everday…
Stephanie
i found a bone. it was hard, white and it was a clue. a clue of a murder. a dog. an apple. the bone was found years ago.
ellen
John stood stiff as new years day cold.
The gun shook in his hand.
He rose it.
Peeled fingers slowly and watch it fall.
There was no sound when it hit bottom.
The gutter was silent.
The rain drowned it out.
warren longmire
Criminals, trial, law and order, Belzer, corruption, murder, burglary, prison, crime, judge, jury, My Cousin Vinnie, Joe Pesci,
Nick
there is no evidence to convict an innocent man. But he may have to pay for someone elses crime. The perception of evidence is often times subjective. innocence is subjective, and must be judged as such.
Jorge de jorge
Evidence is something you gain to have power over someone. You can have evidence in a court room case or just some evidence against a friend that could be lying to you. No matter what, evidence is powerful. I think the most powerful kind would obviously be the true kind. I don’t know what else to say about this word.
Savannah
“There is no evidence of a crime,” she said.
“I know,” he said, “but she’s guilty, just the same.”
Cate
She gulped as every eye in the room turned toward her. From her high seat, she could see even the shortest people in the back row. They all stared at her with extreme interest.
The attorney pacing in front of her continued: “As you can see from this evidence…”
kann
if you have evidence about something, sometimes people still dont believe you. but sometimes they do. evidence is proof, like “see it 2 believe it
coolfood100
There was evidence to the contrary. She just knew it in her heart that he loved her. How else could she explain all their time together? But wait a minute? Was she somehow just dillusional?
Jen M
Can be deathly. At the same time, it may be a good thing. Evidence just sounds so…i’m not sure. Like someone has been caught. I can see how it can have the potential to be good and bad.
Alison
Mystery. Clues. Evidence. Solved.
Courtney
is there. evident. it will get you in trouble. people get lost. i have it.
evidence is there for you evidence will get you cops misuse evidence hell dogs faces lips eyes nose evidence will snap you in half you will go to jail time is ending evidence is your worst enemy dont do terrible things to people
jenny
There’s evidence of what we did everywhere. I’m not talking as much, or moving as much. every time i want to go somewhere, it hurts me and i think of him. I regret it, i know that now. i want to take it back, but i don’t want to hurt him. i knew this was going to happen. i knew i wasn’t ready, i just wish i would have listened to my own advice.
Kelsey
there was absolutely no evidence supporting her search, yet she felt compelled to do so anyway. this situation has become increasingly frustrating. hopefully, she will do what she said she will, and finally come to realize i’m doing what i said i would.
moon
proof of an event or occurrence
pooja
I love evidene.
It helps people make the truth come out. It’s a factor that plays an important role in our life because basicly everything we need to trust is based on evidence.
I love how our law system works almost solomnly on this factor. I don’t know how it will influence my life, but I hope it doesn’t have to much negative effect on it.
Damien
it’s hard to know anything for sure without evidence. We look for evidence of love, evidence of crime, and evidence of anything else we want proved to ourselves. I don’t know if a minute is long enough to give evidence or to recieve it. Maybe it’s too long. We need to know, so we need evidence to know what we know. That’s all I can say, evidence in itself that the word is worth my time.
Ursula Anderson
There was an eerie silence in the room as powder slowly dusted on top of various surfaces. Men in space suits glided around the room, no one speaking, no one moving.
I could see their faces beneath the shimmering glare of their face masks and wondered why I didn’t have one. I turned to ask my father why I didn’t have one, but his eyes were rimmed with red, and watering.
“Big boys don’t cry”, I told myself again, and stared silently at the room.
I wanted to ask if mommy would be coming back, but knew it was a bad question to ask, I would just sit here and wait, and watch the spacemen gather “evidence”.
Jennery
Legally Blonde was on yesterday, as it is almost every weekend, and Reese Witherspoon’s character’s confident and perky answers to questions that aren’t that difficult make me smile. Like when she answers the question about evidence, and smiles and looks around for approval. Or, more famously, her “mens rea” answer, which really stuck with me.
Thomas
Still…he doesn’t understand that it’s not his fault.
Ross
I SAW THE EVIDENCE. IT WAS CLEAR. HE WAS CHEATING. I TOOK MY FINGER AND RUBBED IT OVER THE LIPSTICK ON HIS COLLAR. I BROUGHT THE SHIRT UP TO MY FACE AND COULD SMELL THE BEAUTIFUL STENCH OF ANOTHER WOMEN. THAT WASN’T WHAT I SMELLED LIKE. IT WAS UNFAMILIAR AND DARKENING. BEAUTIFUL NONETHELESS. BUT I HATED IT.
ELIZABETH
evidence is contradictory evidence is preternatural the evidence is evidently unlclear
steff
The evidence is clearly in that the world is currently being managed by crooks, liars, and megalamoniacs. Nevertheless, this is part of the process so that they can be made visible and truly known for who they are by the people. The evidence is being shown daily through the news reports, through actions, and through word of mouth exactly what the Truth is. And the end result will be a new society with goodness and justness prevailing. It is always darkest before the storm, and the darkness is clearly in evidence now. This is a good thing, even though it appears to be a bad thing. Once the light at the tunnel is seen by others, they will know that the evidence of wrong-doing was part of the process of unfolding the New Earth. And thus, the evidence is quite pertinent to the outcome.
Kuanyin Moi
The detective hunched over the strange object with his magnifying glass in hand. Little did he know the “object” was still alive…
melissa
I ignored the evidence. It was just too painful. What good would it do anyway? He’d just deny it; he’d explain away the late nights and mysterious phone calls. His job requires some of that anyway, so he could easily find a way to make it all seem perfectly normal…
Kim
the door was bolted open, but there was no sign of life. i thought to bust through, but i didn’t want to scare summer or melissa. i’m sure they would both freak out and maybe through something at me. huh. i just want people to know that that’s dangerous in a dorm like this.
There is no evidence left on the floor as I drag his lifeless body back into the cellar. I pull it out every week, daring poice to come busting into my house. I want them to come, I want them to see him.
I want to bring him back. I want him to e with me now more than ever.
But isn’t it true what they say? Dead men tell no tales. I’m getting used to how quiet he is now, and I’m starting to like the quiet.
The loudness is why it’s quiet now, anyways.
Has there been any evidence of a super-being?
A deity, a god.
Sometimes we rely too much on what we believe,
and not enough on what we know.
To have faith, is that evidence?
But othertimes, belief brings us out of self-destruction.
So is it really better to know?
Oooh. What have we here? Oh my! I can’t believe this!
This! This is irrefutable, undeniable.
I am in shock.
There is no way!!!
is there?
I guess there is and that it really is because of this thing. I just can’t believe it. Can you?
I mean, who would have ever thought such a thing could be so….. provable?
it’s time to lay claim to the evidence; fingerprints sold me out.
i remember a time in fifth grade when some lady came to my class and talked about crime scene investigation and we had study all this fake evidence all day in class, it was pretty interesting.
The evidence of the crime lay in the pool of blood circled around her head. The carelessly tossed shiv have punctured her enough times to create a laquered layer of shiny gore.
There’s enough evidence in the world to condemn anyone of anything. Look hard enough, and the proof can exist….even if it means tweaking the truth a bit. Evidence seems to be fact, though in reality it is nothing more than a physical manifestation of what you want people to believe. “Look at this evidence,” you can say, and hold the object out in your hand. Soon, with that small thing, your enemy is dust.
Evidence, evince, convince . . . words link to words and I think about synonyms and their uselessness. How can two words mean the same thing and still exist as separate ones?
Evidence of what we’ve done, on my neck. Evidence of what happened in my car in your eyes. Evidence of our bond together in the sweat on our bodies. Evidence of our love in our hearts. Evidence is every where, you just have to look.
There was none at all. Who could say who had done anything at all that day, yet alone something so apparently terrible. All the witnesses were comatose, and had been for days. Even the monkey was out cold.
we think that it is so necessary to have evidence or proof to give us validation…why can’t we just believe? Can we just let go of all of the pressures that tell us that we need to measure up and just say “hey, this is the way I am and this is what I think.”
Evidence. All the evidence points towards one thing. That I have no idea what I’m feeling. Or maybe I do. And I’m tired of always writing about this. I want to write about Him. Not you. You… you shouldn’t matter this much right now. He does. He’s there. He loves me. And I pay no attention. This is ridiculous. This vicious cycle is over. Now.
I’m done making excuses. I’m doing this. And I’m going to do it right.
It was all against him, even though he knew he was innocent.
The fingerprints. The everything. All against him.
…Somehow, it hurt to be alive. Maybe it would have been better if he had been the victim.
“Was it the fish on the counter that made you think so?” “No.” “Was it the flag on the lawn?” “No.” “Was it the seven-page letter detailing his method as well as his motive and opportunity written in the now-dried blood of his victim?” “No. No, it was this. Who wears a green tie on thursdays? Nobody. That was my first clue.”
So there it was, the evidence. THis was the evidence that could completely ruin the life of a man, or completely fix his life forever. He’s the only one that knows, the only one that knows who comitted this crime. If it was him, jail for life, if it wasn’t he is free to go, a mans life rests in this simple piece of evidence. It would make or break him. He would die or live. For one inatamate object to have so much power of the life of a human being, is scary, he knows his life rests in an object that could quite easily be shattered against the floor. Shattered like the man knows his life will be. His family will leave him. He no longer has his drugs that help him through each and everday…
i found a bone. it was hard, white and it was a clue. a clue of a murder. a dog. an apple. the bone was found years ago.
John stood stiff as new years day cold.
The gun shook in his hand.
He rose it.
Peeled fingers slowly and watch it fall.
There was no sound when it hit bottom.
The gutter was silent.
The rain drowned it out.
Criminals, trial, law and order, Belzer, corruption, murder, burglary, prison, crime, judge, jury, My Cousin Vinnie, Joe Pesci,
there is no evidence to convict an innocent man. But he may have to pay for someone elses crime. The perception of evidence is often times subjective. innocence is subjective, and must be judged as such.
Evidence is something you gain to have power over someone. You can have evidence in a court room case or just some evidence against a friend that could be lying to you. No matter what, evidence is powerful. I think the most powerful kind would obviously be the true kind. I don’t know what else to say about this word.
“There is no evidence of a crime,” she said.
“I know,” he said, “but she’s guilty, just the same.”
She gulped as every eye in the room turned toward her. From her high seat, she could see even the shortest people in the back row. They all stared at her with extreme interest.
The attorney pacing in front of her continued: “As you can see from this evidence…”
if you have evidence about something, sometimes people still dont believe you. but sometimes they do. evidence is proof, like “see it 2 believe it
There was evidence to the contrary. She just knew it in her heart that he loved her. How else could she explain all their time together? But wait a minute? Was she somehow just dillusional?
Can be deathly. At the same time, it may be a good thing. Evidence just sounds so…i’m not sure. Like someone has been caught. I can see how it can have the potential to be good and bad.
Mystery. Clues. Evidence. Solved.
is there. evident. it will get you in trouble. people get lost. i have it.
evidence is there for you evidence will get you cops misuse evidence hell dogs faces lips eyes nose evidence will snap you in half you will go to jail time is ending evidence is your worst enemy dont do terrible things to people
There’s evidence of what we did everywhere. I’m not talking as much, or moving as much. every time i want to go somewhere, it hurts me and i think of him. I regret it, i know that now. i want to take it back, but i don’t want to hurt him. i knew this was going to happen. i knew i wasn’t ready, i just wish i would have listened to my own advice.
there was absolutely no evidence supporting her search, yet she felt compelled to do so anyway. this situation has become increasingly frustrating. hopefully, she will do what she said she will, and finally come to realize i’m doing what i said i would.
proof of an event or occurrence
I love evidene.
It helps people make the truth come out. It’s a factor that plays an important role in our life because basicly everything we need to trust is based on evidence.
I love how our law system works almost solomnly on this factor. I don’t know how it will influence my life, but I hope it doesn’t have to much negative effect on it.
it’s hard to know anything for sure without evidence. We look for evidence of love, evidence of crime, and evidence of anything else we want proved to ourselves. I don’t know if a minute is long enough to give evidence or to recieve it. Maybe it’s too long. We need to know, so we need evidence to know what we know. That’s all I can say, evidence in itself that the word is worth my time.
There was an eerie silence in the room as powder slowly dusted on top of various surfaces. Men in space suits glided around the room, no one speaking, no one moving.
I could see their faces beneath the shimmering glare of their face masks and wondered why I didn’t have one. I turned to ask my father why I didn’t have one, but his eyes were rimmed with red, and watering.
“Big boys don’t cry”, I told myself again, and stared silently at the room.
I wanted to ask if mommy would be coming back, but knew it was a bad question to ask, I would just sit here and wait, and watch the spacemen gather “evidence”.
Legally Blonde was on yesterday, as it is almost every weekend, and Reese Witherspoon’s character’s confident and perky answers to questions that aren’t that difficult make me smile. Like when she answers the question about evidence, and smiles and looks around for approval. Or, more famously, her “mens rea” answer, which really stuck with me.
Still…he doesn’t understand that it’s not his fault.
I SAW THE EVIDENCE. IT WAS CLEAR. HE WAS CHEATING. I TOOK MY FINGER AND RUBBED IT OVER THE LIPSTICK ON HIS COLLAR. I BROUGHT THE SHIRT UP TO MY FACE AND COULD SMELL THE BEAUTIFUL STENCH OF ANOTHER WOMEN. THAT WASN’T WHAT I SMELLED LIKE. IT WAS UNFAMILIAR AND DARKENING. BEAUTIFUL NONETHELESS. BUT I HATED IT.
evidence is contradictory evidence is preternatural the evidence is evidently unlclear
The evidence is clearly in that the world is currently being managed by crooks, liars, and megalamoniacs. Nevertheless, this is part of the process so that they can be made visible and truly known for who they are by the people. The evidence is being shown daily through the news reports, through actions, and through word of mouth exactly what the Truth is. And the end result will be a new society with goodness and justness prevailing. It is always darkest before the storm, and the darkness is clearly in evidence now. This is a good thing, even though it appears to be a bad thing. Once the light at the tunnel is seen by others, they will know that the evidence of wrong-doing was part of the process of unfolding the New Earth. And thus, the evidence is quite pertinent to the outcome.
The detective hunched over the strange object with his magnifying glass in hand. Little did he know the “object” was still alive…
I ignored the evidence. It was just too painful. What good would it do anyway? He’d just deny it; he’d explain away the late nights and mysterious phone calls. His job requires some of that anyway, so he could easily find a way to make it all seem perfectly normal…
the door was bolted open, but there was no sign of life. i thought to bust through, but i didn’t want to scare summer or melissa. i’m sure they would both freak out and maybe through something at me. huh. i just want people to know that that’s dangerous in a dorm like this.