It took her only five seconds to spot her from distance. Attraction is particularly high not only for the object of affection but also for the center of her hatred. She had always envied her casualness, her effortless perfection. She could perfectly pull off a t-shirt and jeans. She hated her for that.
the five little peppers and how they grew ws a book
I loved s a child about a big fun family. it made me think
That I wanted to have lots of kids one day. I had two
Wonderful ones.
Robin
It was 4 o’clock. and that didn’t matter. the doomsday phone call was coming in at 5, and it wasn’t going to be pretty. Peter was holding his breath. He was never one for coughing up the money that was ill spent, or in this case, ill-charged, to that one card he promised never to use.
Oddness
five is the number of tension and unresolved anxiety
count them on one hand
chances are, no three desire the same, but no easy majority can be found
too small for a party, too large for intimacy
i was five once and when i was i saw something that stopped my heart and built it again, that thing that rebuilt faith in humanity: firemen, firemen, darting through streets to save strangers to whom they owed nothing but preservation
Georgia
Five days. Five hours. Five o’clock.
Five fingers on your hand. One day my hand will have a ring
But what if I’m wrong?
Five chances. I’ve messed up on them all.
Most have moved on,
But I feel I am still
standing still.
What has happened to me
In these 5 years?
How did I get stuck here?
She had five freckles on her cheeks altogether. I felt stupid that I knew that at all. But when you cup somebody’s face in your hands and try to memorise it like the route home, you retain a little, at least.
Fingers, chances, lives, love… lost. Everything I ever wanted could be counted in fives. Family, friends, money, dreams, future…
Five times, five choices, five nothings.
Not to mention there was nothing that you said
which reminded me of a time where nothing happened
we just sat there
contemplating
wonderful wondering
wishing it was another time
“remember when you were 5”, you said
“when it was all figured out. clean”, you said.
i laughed. as you get bigger, the world gets smaller
and we’re too bored.
Matty M.
It’s my favorite number. Ever. I don’t even know why. I just love it. I love it a lot. 5 fingers on each hand, 5 toes on each foot. 5 limbs if head is included. I love it.
Elizabeth
Five was tht etimes I fell in love. Five was the age my heart was first broken. Five is when I get off work and am released from the day, to love to get my heart broken. I can’t wait for Five.
Dude
Five fingers, five toes. Five people in my family. I started school when I was five. I have owned five horses. I went to high school for five years. I studied veterinary science for five years. Five is a special number for me. Pity my OCD means I hate odd numbers.
five is before six and after four. it is a number that is easy to multiply and easy to add/subtract. if you have five cookies and you take away five, you have zero cookies. i am out of time now lol
Bobby
The were five hands pressing against the foggy morning glass. Five sets of eyes watching as the air plane began its descent into the cold November morning. There were five small, innocent scuffles of feet away from lounge where “Flight Departures” lit up with the morning light. Five hands, five pairs of eyes, five sets of feet–all things which bring into question why a fifth deployment in five years should ever be necessary.
five is less than seven. but more than three.
is this a sign? only if you want to be.
amavevera
two months ago she hit rock bottom. only had five dollars in her pocket. then, the girl, Sylvia goes up to the counter of a diner and asks me, shall i say, begged for a job. Of course, i had to give it to her, what kind of person would i be if i didn’t? The next day she comes into work, prepared. Then, she works her ass off ’til nine. i am curious to hear her story, everyone has one. I have had many girls come into my diner asking for a job, always broke and always ready to work and be good at it. Hey, come sit with me a minute i holler to her. I cook up a plate of fries set them down with a glass of coke and say, here. Oh, i can’t take this, she replies. don’t worry ’bout it darling. she eats like there is no tomorrow. Slow down, girl, i’m not gonna take ’em away from ya, i promise. Listen, i called you over here to see why you come to the middle of no where to get a job at this old joint, i say. Well, it is quite a long story to be honest, m’am. she says to me. honey, i say, i have nothing but time.
I reached up, his hand meeting mine in a clash that ran through the ages. Our connection was filled with so many different things, and I knew that this could be something as he folded his fingers in between mine.
Five ducks in a row. The centerpiece of the mantle. Push them out of order at your own risk. Mrs. Foer took great pains to arrange them just so. She’s afraid they’ll never be so orderly ever again and that is a crime against interior decorating.
Five minutes. Five people. It was hard not to act shocked as I glanced around the New South China Mall, analyzing people, forging cover stories. Among five thousand shoppers, maybe more, I had to find five operatives. In the largest mall in the world. And blend in.
Five skilled agents against my lousy five senses.
Smacking my mouth closed, I gingerly chewed my gum, took out a camera, and shot a picture. Easy as pie.
KenzieB19
five nurses gathered around the receptiondesk looking at me in sypathy, In the corner of my eye I could see Jenny, sitting awkwardly on a chair staring at the drops of rain and the gloomy blue sky she looked lost and confused…it was weird seeing her like that my last memory of her was when she was dancing around in a satin communion dress , she was so spirited and joyful now she looked so far apart from that. I nervously walked towards her she didn’t see me coming, what was I going to say? …as I took each step closer to her it was like walking back through memory lane this wasn’t the first time I had been called into the hospital due to mam…..the hospital smelt of sanitiser and cleanliness . I sat down beside Jenny she didn’t even acknowledge me, I could sense her coldness towards me ‘Jenny?’ I said , she turned her head and just looked at me with no emotion in her eyes and automatically lifted herself from the chair and walked off.
Five seconds go by; my mind is blank. So many thoughts are running through my head it is as if there are none at all. Five minutes pass in this meaningless state. Then five hours, five days, five years. This state is the state of living yet being dead.
I was only five when I saw my first horse. Maybe younger. But I knew I wanted to be one. To have one. To watch it run and toss its mane and flip those gorgeous hooves in the air. Today I have my own horse to watch.
five nurses gathered around the receptionion desk looking at me in sypathy, In the corner of my eye I could see Jenny, sitting awkwardly on a chair staring at the drops of rain and the gloomy blue sky she looked lost and confused…it was weird seeing her like that my last memory of her was when she was dancing around in a satin communion dress , she was so spirited and joyful now she looked so far apart from that. I nervously walked towards her she didn’t see me coming, what was I going to say? …as I took each step closer to her it was like walking back through memory lane this wasn’t the first time I had been called into the hospital due to mam…..the hospital smelt of sanitiser and cleanliness . I sat down beside Jenny she didn’t even acknowledge me, I could sense her coldness towards me ‘Jenny?’ I said , she turned her head and just looked at me with no emotion in her eyes and automatically lifted herself from the chair and walked off.
When you’re five, you’re alive. Curious, fearless and unhindered by responsibilities, being five has a sense of wonder and is unfiltered by years of teaching and temperament.
John Komarek
High five man. Five-a-side. Five fingers, five toes, five gives a rosy glow. Two pairs and one alone.
Five times the bell will ring.
Bong.
Bong.
Bong.
Bong.
Bong.
M
there are five elements the world is made of. there are also five senses a human has. May is the 5th month of the year. five itself is made of four letters. in hindu mythology the pandavas were 5 brothers. jupiter is the fifth planet from the sun.
Hardik Roy
Five fingers. I have five fingers to count on, to caress lovers with, to peel potatoes and pick cat hair from my tights. Five clicks of my fingers and time passes like a shot gun into the future. Five parallel lines that will never meet but stare at each other desperate to break free from there mathematic prison, desperate to know how the other feels.
Gemma Evans
nothing. nothing at all. i’ve got nothing to go with, nothing left. i don’t know where to go with this. all these numbers and nothing left to say. nothing left to do. what a strange place. all these thoughts and nowhere to take them with a stroke like this. awkward is. welcome to the party.
I went to bed and when I woke up I found myself looking at a red sky. I could jump 30 feet in the air and land softly. Where was I? This new world? Am I dreaming? I’m on a different planet. This place looks huge and vast, I must be on Jupiter.
Matthew Brown
I am in peer group five… In peer group we talk about high school things… before peer group i have theater class… and we always get out late so im never at peer group on time
It took her only five seconds to spot her from distance. Attraction is particularly high not only for the object of affection but also for the center of her hatred. She had always envied her casualness, her effortless perfection. She could perfectly pull off a t-shirt and jeans. She hated her for that.
Five, after four, before six, ten divided by two
Five days of the week, working
Five weeks to live
Vacation
Five notes on five black and white keys
Sharps, Flats, shifting pieces
Stop.
the five little peppers and how they grew ws a book
I loved s a child about a big fun family. it made me think
That I wanted to have lots of kids one day. I had two
Wonderful ones.
It was 4 o’clock. and that didn’t matter. the doomsday phone call was coming in at 5, and it wasn’t going to be pretty. Peter was holding his breath. He was never one for coughing up the money that was ill spent, or in this case, ill-charged, to that one card he promised never to use.
Oddness
five is the number of tension and unresolved anxiety
count them on one hand
chances are, no three desire the same, but no easy majority can be found
too small for a party, too large for intimacy
i was five once and when i was i saw something that stopped my heart and built it again, that thing that rebuilt faith in humanity: firemen, firemen, darting through streets to save strangers to whom they owed nothing but preservation
Five days. Five hours. Five o’clock.
Five fingers on your hand. One day my hand will have a ring
But what if I’m wrong?
Five chances. I’ve messed up on them all.
Most have moved on,
But I feel I am still
standing still.
What has happened to me
In these 5 years?
How did I get stuck here?
She had five freckles on her cheeks altogether. I felt stupid that I knew that at all. But when you cup somebody’s face in your hands and try to memorise it like the route home, you retain a little, at least.
Fingers, chances, lives, love… lost. Everything I ever wanted could be counted in fives. Family, friends, money, dreams, future…
Five times, five choices, five nothings.
High five!… JK REBECCA SONI. *whoosh*
Five o’ clock
5 guys
5 golden rings
(for the heiress)
of which
I’m not
one would be enough
for me
one worthwhile anything
is worth
everything
five is what friendship means to me. with my four friends and me, we do all crazy things, or just seat quite. But those are the moments I cherish….
i keep regaining these five pounds.
soon, i’ll be back up to where i was, unless i get my act together.
i just want to have control.
Not to mention there was nothing that you said
which reminded me of a time where nothing happened
we just sat there
contemplating
wonderful wondering
wishing it was another time
“remember when you were 5”, you said
“when it was all figured out. clean”, you said.
i laughed. as you get bigger, the world gets smaller
and we’re too bored.
It’s my favorite number. Ever. I don’t even know why. I just love it. I love it a lot. 5 fingers on each hand, 5 toes on each foot. 5 limbs if head is included. I love it.
Five was tht etimes I fell in love. Five was the age my heart was first broken. Five is when I get off work and am released from the day, to love to get my heart broken. I can’t wait for Five.
Five fingers, five toes. Five people in my family. I started school when I was five. I have owned five horses. I went to high school for five years. I studied veterinary science for five years. Five is a special number for me. Pity my OCD means I hate odd numbers.
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five is before six and after four. it is a number that is easy to multiply and easy to add/subtract. if you have five cookies and you take away five, you have zero cookies. i am out of time now lol
The were five hands pressing against the foggy morning glass. Five sets of eyes watching as the air plane began its descent into the cold November morning. There were five small, innocent scuffles of feet away from lounge where “Flight Departures” lit up with the morning light. Five hands, five pairs of eyes, five sets of feet–all things which bring into question why a fifth deployment in five years should ever be necessary.
five is less than seven. but more than three.
is this a sign? only if you want to be.
two months ago she hit rock bottom. only had five dollars in her pocket. then, the girl, Sylvia goes up to the counter of a diner and asks me, shall i say, begged for a job. Of course, i had to give it to her, what kind of person would i be if i didn’t? The next day she comes into work, prepared. Then, she works her ass off ’til nine. i am curious to hear her story, everyone has one. I have had many girls come into my diner asking for a job, always broke and always ready to work and be good at it. Hey, come sit with me a minute i holler to her. I cook up a plate of fries set them down with a glass of coke and say, here. Oh, i can’t take this, she replies. don’t worry ’bout it darling. she eats like there is no tomorrow. Slow down, girl, i’m not gonna take ’em away from ya, i promise. Listen, i called you over here to see why you come to the middle of no where to get a job at this old joint, i say. Well, it is quite a long story to be honest, m’am. she says to me. honey, i say, i have nothing but time.
I reached up, his hand meeting mine in a clash that ran through the ages. Our connection was filled with so many different things, and I knew that this could be something as he folded his fingers in between mine.
Five diamond bracelets….
Would feed ten families… for a year each.
Marion pocketed all five bracelets and headed off to the pawn shop. She hadn’t worn them in eight years.
Five ducks in a row. The centerpiece of the mantle. Push them out of order at your own risk. Mrs. Foer took great pains to arrange them just so. She’s afraid they’ll never be so orderly ever again and that is a crime against interior decorating.
Five minutes. Five people. It was hard not to act shocked as I glanced around the New South China Mall, analyzing people, forging cover stories. Among five thousand shoppers, maybe more, I had to find five operatives. In the largest mall in the world. And blend in.
Five skilled agents against my lousy five senses.
Smacking my mouth closed, I gingerly chewed my gum, took out a camera, and shot a picture. Easy as pie.
five nurses gathered around the receptiondesk looking at me in sypathy, In the corner of my eye I could see Jenny, sitting awkwardly on a chair staring at the drops of rain and the gloomy blue sky she looked lost and confused…it was weird seeing her like that my last memory of her was when she was dancing around in a satin communion dress , she was so spirited and joyful now she looked so far apart from that. I nervously walked towards her she didn’t see me coming, what was I going to say? …as I took each step closer to her it was like walking back through memory lane this wasn’t the first time I had been called into the hospital due to mam…..the hospital smelt of sanitiser and cleanliness . I sat down beside Jenny she didn’t even acknowledge me, I could sense her coldness towards me ‘Jenny?’ I said , she turned her head and just looked at me with no emotion in her eyes and automatically lifted herself from the chair and walked off.
Five seconds go by; my mind is blank. So many thoughts are running through my head it is as if there are none at all. Five minutes pass in this meaningless state. Then five hours, five days, five years. This state is the state of living yet being dead.
I was only five when I saw my first horse. Maybe younger. But I knew I wanted to be one. To have one. To watch it run and toss its mane and flip those gorgeous hooves in the air. Today I have my own horse to watch.
one, two, three, four, five
five nurses gathered around the receptionion desk looking at me in sypathy, In the corner of my eye I could see Jenny, sitting awkwardly on a chair staring at the drops of rain and the gloomy blue sky she looked lost and confused…it was weird seeing her like that my last memory of her was when she was dancing around in a satin communion dress , she was so spirited and joyful now she looked so far apart from that. I nervously walked towards her she didn’t see me coming, what was I going to say? …as I took each step closer to her it was like walking back through memory lane this wasn’t the first time I had been called into the hospital due to mam…..the hospital smelt of sanitiser and cleanliness . I sat down beside Jenny she didn’t even acknowledge me, I could sense her coldness towards me ‘Jenny?’ I said , she turned her head and just looked at me with no emotion in her eyes and automatically lifted herself from the chair and walked off.
When you’re five, you’re alive. Curious, fearless and unhindered by responsibilities, being five has a sense of wonder and is unfiltered by years of teaching and temperament.
High five man. Five-a-side. Five fingers, five toes, five gives a rosy glow. Two pairs and one alone.
Five times the bell will ring.
Bong.
Bong.
Bong.
Bong.
Bong.
there are five elements the world is made of. there are also five senses a human has. May is the 5th month of the year. five itself is made of four letters. in hindu mythology the pandavas were 5 brothers. jupiter is the fifth planet from the sun.
Five fingers. I have five fingers to count on, to caress lovers with, to peel potatoes and pick cat hair from my tights. Five clicks of my fingers and time passes like a shot gun into the future. Five parallel lines that will never meet but stare at each other desperate to break free from there mathematic prison, desperate to know how the other feels.
nothing. nothing at all. i’ve got nothing to go with, nothing left. i don’t know where to go with this. all these numbers and nothing left to say. nothing left to do. what a strange place. all these thoughts and nowhere to take them with a stroke like this. awkward is. welcome to the party.
I went to bed and when I woke up I found myself looking at a red sky. I could jump 30 feet in the air and land softly. Where was I? This new world? Am I dreaming? I’m on a different planet. This place looks huge and vast, I must be on Jupiter.
I am in peer group five… In peer group we talk about high school things… before peer group i have theater class… and we always get out late so im never at peer group on time