The rock crashed through the classroom window and knocked Timmy unconscious. His screaming immediately stopped and he fell off the desk he had been dancing on. The attached paper was clearly another note from her secret admirer. Miss Thompson pointed her yardstick at the math problem on the board. “Class, what is 234 + 738?” she asked.
fluorescent light is one of the first things that got my imagination. Beautiful and giving a happy feeling. Makes me feel to enjoy the wonders of the night.
Cake
She sat on a cold, metal chair. She could feel the eyes of the police officer’s digging into her back as they sipped their hot mugs of coffee from behind the two-way glass. It wasn’t their presence that bothered her, it was the fluorescent lights. A constant remainder of him, and how he had screeched before she thrust a knife into his throat.
Karina
fluorescent bulbs are really unflattering. they make skin unappealing, and they always make me look sickly. but i do love fluorescent colors, like pink and green and blue. especially at parties with blacklights. yayy.
lorren
the light beside me softly glows at the white noise drones in and out of my ears.
It’s bright outside. And inside. But all I’m doing is staring at the white cieling, pondering the odd things that could happen in my life. However, the lack of motivation keeps me from taking action. I could very well be in a realm of green–what’s keeping me?
Megan
Fluorescent lights freak me out because they make me think of interrogations or hospitals. They also make me think of movies where people are dead or half-dead and are experiencing some divine intervention or sudden enlightenment. This also makes me think of harry Potter and how I loved the last book even though no one else did. Dumbledore is awesome.
Erin
Flickering and shuddering in a dingy warehouse, I’m bound to the fluorescent bulb above me.
The gurney cluttered along the hospital floor at a dangerously fast pace. It weaved between the living and the well. As she laid there in silence the nurses and doctors around her with their PhD’s and degrees had yet to realize that her heart had ceased beating and her soul was slowly drifting away past the fluorescent lights.
Becky Aksamit
lightbulbs. saving the earth. earth day. trees. dirt. hippies. pot. boudler. bare feet. recylcing. green leaves. grass. power saver. solar energy. flowers. bright colors. obnoxious grammas. stupid looking couches. bad easter outfits.
kacie thomas
The light at the end of the hallway was fluorescent. It glowed in many different colors; blue, red, green, yellow. It was non-stop and continued forever. I was very scared. The light meant my death. Every time I neared the flashing lights, it was one step closer to what would be the end of my existence.
Alessandra
The light above me flickered softly as the monolith beige monitor in front of me choked out another line of code for me. Natural light is beyond this place.
Will
I like the feel of sunshine. When I’m in a room that has fluorescent lights, I feel as if it’s a room full of fake light. Not that it is fake, but it gives off that feel ya know? It’s when I’m in a sun filled room that I feel alive.
Cody Seelye
The air was heavy, hanging swelteringly around me. Rain was coming down in sheets, and I half expected it to sizzle and pop as it hit the pavement. Dotting the sidewalk, fluorescent lights were all I could see through the fog and darkness, salient landmarks in the empty streets.
Obviously I imagine lights and electricity , and i just noticed that my session has a very short life span, much like my ability to pay attention. Oh well, I guess that’s life
.
Chris
There was a florescent light. It shone very brightly. Too brightly. The rest of the street was, can i say, dull, in comparison. Too dull. What I didn’t understand was that this light wasn’t just any light, it was a light from a room that I had been to before. A room that I needed to go to again. I just didn’t know it yet. What was waiting in the room was more than just a light, it was my future.
purple, lime, clear, pretty, night light, night time, fire fly, pink, beauty, outside, green grass, green algae, flowers, disco, night life, dance, fun,
michaela
Once the flashbulbs started popping at her she knew she had made the right decision. It wasn’t until that point that she knew it, but she had been working to this point her whole life. Every decision was leading to the red carpet; to
The bright light that some can never reach when lost in the dark. Yearning for it, waiting for a shadow illuminated by the fluorescent light to guide them…
One day, I spent hours upon hours cleaning my room. I struggled as I erased the black scribbles on the whiteboard, in hopes I could erase my mistakes –in hopes I could erase my past. I changed the four-hundred count cobalt bed sheets into a floral blanket of silk, in hopes I could change into the person I dreamt of every night. I began to change the light bulb, but as I unscrewed the outdated orb, the room flooded with darkness. Fumbling through the dark, I screwed on the replacement fluorescent and instantly, a magnificent aura lit up my eyes and illuminated the room. But as I turned around to gaze at my accomplishment, I was met with nothing but disappointment. Then it dawned on me. No matter how hard I try to renovate my room, no matter how many times my fists leave cracks in the faded drywall, it’ll always be the same room. The same room that crushes my spirit. The same room that keeps me away from the one that I love. The same room that I fall asleep in every night… wishing I’d wake up to her smile.
Green color burns my eyes, buzzes in my ears, shines off the cherry red car parked by the restaurant I’m walking to, my girl’s hand in mine, she smiles and I see her florescent teeth, the glint of green in her blue eyes, she’s mine.
The hallway so steril and epressing. The fluorescnt likghts hurt my eyes after my stay in the darkness. I add no ides where i as only that I had to get way.
Mikll
the fluorescent lights from the ceiling illuminate the dingy, cramped room. the walls are yellowed, the air stale. sounds from the hallway emanate through the worn front door. a tenement building in chinatown.
light bulbs and highlighters
blinding colors
pierced retina
never the same
artifice and disruption
and corruption of color
dangerously bright
A. Scheide
i really hate fluorescent lights, every time I’m in them I think about cheap hotels and how ugly I feel in them. They also seem like a symbol of waste for mankind because they are in department stores that are 24 hours. Silly I know, but that is my perception.
Jon
flouresent lights. they shine bright in the night.they shine bright in the day
They are everywhere you go
People omplain about how they make you look
But just like any lights
They change how you look only on the outside
they can not change how you look on the inside to those who truly love you, fore they do not need a light to see the light of your true self. It will reveal itself to those worthy of seeing it.
Sarah
my family is right here with me, but how can they understand. It all happened with an instant, and that instant was eternity. How could I ever explain what I have seen? How I can’t do anything now but see it? Or how it is all we’ve ever seen, and is exactly what has killed me. But I’ve been freed. I both see what is true and what I saw before, though the image in my eye is clear. They think I am damaged, less than perfect. I wish I could show them how it is the reverse. I should be at peace now, having found what I was looking for all this time, without realizing what it was I was searching for, but though calm and sated in ways unimaginable, my thoughts are on them, them who still can’t see. Them who can’t do anything but see, right in front of them, what they’ve always wanted, but never knew. Truth is simple. But is hard to come by, and it lies within irony. and when you have it, you shine.
Garrett4
wow that’s bright. it makes me think of a pair of underwear i own. and my ex girlfriends sports bra. but they’re fun, i have a belt like it, and they glow awesomely in uh. what do you call ems? oh. black lights. i was bad at words. well flourescent colors are pretty cool. idk how i spelled that wrong cause its at the top of the page… anywhos. i wish i knew a good definition. or had something interesting to say. they’re very attention grabbing and I think that people who are insecure wear them, so that they can get more attention from their peers. and from people that they deem better than themseves.
Joe
something which glows in the dark on its own.it glows and color may be anything.i like it.many animals have this property and also some bird have.for example-firefly as they glow in the night.spider is also having this property when exposed to dark light.
nihal
Last month I was at coachella music festival and I brought a beach ball back as a souvenir and inside of it there were some fluorescent colors which lit up according to the music sounds you make. So my neighbors were ecstatic to enhance their ecstasy related trip since I let them borrow it overnight.
bulb and white light. It is used to create a reduction in energy bills and is often used in photography to create artificail light, The term is used by poets in poetry
clayton
fluorescent lights crackled over head…. making my already throbbing head hurt even more. I opened my eyes the lights were harsh. I did not know the room i was in, it was dirty and small…. i tried to get up only to realized my arm was broken.
Fluorescent lights bathed the lifeless body of bin Laden as faceless special forces troops stood around it. A couple of flashbulbs popped, a couple of feet shuffled, but overall it was very nearly anticlimactic.
the fluorescent lights in my room and house bother me to no end because apart from the fact they are impossible to spell they flicker and give me headaches constantly. It a huge pain and I wish they would go away, but my father loves them so… ah, well. That’s life
Kati
Uncomfortably bright. That painful yellow color that for some reason is seen on team t-shirts a lot. But also bright concert lights, which deliver a stimulating rush of intensity.
elissa
When I see the word fluorescent it makes me think of lights and bright things. Fluorescent flowers also. I think of summer and gardens. It reminds me of sunshine and fun. I miss summer.
Jacky
My grandmother often found a four-leaf clover when she was outdoors with me. I continued the practice when I was a young adult. They can be easy to find once you find the spot where they grow. The mutation tends to stay in the same place. I have dozens tucked away in the pages of dictionaries.
Andie
I think of lights, bright and clean. There is nothing hidden here. Everything is exposed. My eyes hurt. On the floor is dust and dirt. A soft buzzing hum. Long and lean, these bulbs. They glow, glow, glow in the night. In the day they are a whiter light than the sun. At night they are an unnatural call to work. Industry. Aching. Late hours.
Sarah Swenson
Back in the day when cameras shot film, flourescent light photographed green—garish and harsh. The biggest problem was when different types of light were used. They looked fine to the human eye, which balanced them all, but to photographic film—especially Ektachrome—they came out green yellow and orange. I’m not sure what happens when photographed digitally.
The rock crashed through the classroom window and knocked Timmy unconscious. His screaming immediately stopped and he fell off the desk he had been dancing on. The attached paper was clearly another note from her secret admirer. Miss Thompson pointed her yardstick at the math problem on the board. “Class, what is 234 + 738?” she asked.
Above their heads, the fluorescent lights buzzed.
fluorescent light is one of the first things that got my imagination. Beautiful and giving a happy feeling. Makes me feel to enjoy the wonders of the night.
She sat on a cold, metal chair. She could feel the eyes of the police officer’s digging into her back as they sipped their hot mugs of coffee from behind the two-way glass. It wasn’t their presence that bothered her, it was the fluorescent lights. A constant remainder of him, and how he had screeched before she thrust a knife into his throat.
fluorescent bulbs are really unflattering. they make skin unappealing, and they always make me look sickly. but i do love fluorescent colors, like pink and green and blue. especially at parties with blacklights. yayy.
the light beside me softly glows at the white noise drones in and out of my ears.
It’s bright outside. And inside. But all I’m doing is staring at the white cieling, pondering the odd things that could happen in my life. However, the lack of motivation keeps me from taking action. I could very well be in a realm of green–what’s keeping me?
Fluorescent lights freak me out because they make me think of interrogations or hospitals. They also make me think of movies where people are dead or half-dead and are experiencing some divine intervention or sudden enlightenment. This also makes me think of harry Potter and how I loved the last book even though no one else did. Dumbledore is awesome.
Flickering and shuddering in a dingy warehouse, I’m bound to the fluorescent bulb above me.
The gurney cluttered along the hospital floor at a dangerously fast pace. It weaved between the living and the well. As she laid there in silence the nurses and doctors around her with their PhD’s and degrees had yet to realize that her heart had ceased beating and her soul was slowly drifting away past the fluorescent lights.
lightbulbs. saving the earth. earth day. trees. dirt. hippies. pot. boudler. bare feet. recylcing. green leaves. grass. power saver. solar energy. flowers. bright colors. obnoxious grammas. stupid looking couches. bad easter outfits.
The light at the end of the hallway was fluorescent. It glowed in many different colors; blue, red, green, yellow. It was non-stop and continued forever. I was very scared. The light meant my death. Every time I neared the flashing lights, it was one step closer to what would be the end of my existence.
The light above me flickered softly as the monolith beige monitor in front of me choked out another line of code for me. Natural light is beyond this place.
I like the feel of sunshine. When I’m in a room that has fluorescent lights, I feel as if it’s a room full of fake light. Not that it is fake, but it gives off that feel ya know? It’s when I’m in a sun filled room that I feel alive.
The air was heavy, hanging swelteringly around me. Rain was coming down in sheets, and I half expected it to sizzle and pop as it hit the pavement. Dotting the sidewalk, fluorescent lights were all I could see through the fog and darkness, salient landmarks in the empty streets.
Obviously I imagine lights and electricity , and i just noticed that my session has a very short life span, much like my ability to pay attention. Oh well, I guess that’s life
.
There was a florescent light. It shone very brightly. Too brightly. The rest of the street was, can i say, dull, in comparison. Too dull. What I didn’t understand was that this light wasn’t just any light, it was a light from a room that I had been to before. A room that I needed to go to again. I just didn’t know it yet. What was waiting in the room was more than just a light, it was my future.
hospitals
oldschool Asian ppl’s homes
classrooms
purple, lime, clear, pretty, night light, night time, fire fly, pink, beauty, outside, green grass, green algae, flowers, disco, night life, dance, fun,
Once the flashbulbs started popping at her she knew she had made the right decision. It wasn’t until that point that she knew it, but she had been working to this point her whole life. Every decision was leading to the red carpet; to
The bright light that some can never reach when lost in the dark. Yearning for it, waiting for a shadow illuminated by the fluorescent light to guide them…
One day, I spent hours upon hours cleaning my room. I struggled as I erased the black scribbles on the whiteboard, in hopes I could erase my mistakes –in hopes I could erase my past. I changed the four-hundred count cobalt bed sheets into a floral blanket of silk, in hopes I could change into the person I dreamt of every night. I began to change the light bulb, but as I unscrewed the outdated orb, the room flooded with darkness. Fumbling through the dark, I screwed on the replacement fluorescent and instantly, a magnificent aura lit up my eyes and illuminated the room. But as I turned around to gaze at my accomplishment, I was met with nothing but disappointment. Then it dawned on me. No matter how hard I try to renovate my room, no matter how many times my fists leave cracks in the faded drywall, it’ll always be the same room. The same room that crushes my spirit. The same room that keeps me away from the one that I love. The same room that I fall asleep in every night… wishing I’d wake up to her smile.
Green color burns my eyes, buzzes in my ears, shines off the cherry red car parked by the restaurant I’m walking to, my girl’s hand in mine, she smiles and I see her florescent teeth, the glint of green in her blue eyes, she’s mine.
The hallway so steril and epressing. The fluorescnt likghts hurt my eyes after my stay in the darkness. I add no ides where i as only that I had to get way.
the fluorescent lights from the ceiling illuminate the dingy, cramped room. the walls are yellowed, the air stale. sounds from the hallway emanate through the worn front door. a tenement building in chinatown.
light bulbs and highlighters
blinding colors
pierced retina
never the same
artifice and disruption
and corruption of color
dangerously bright
i really hate fluorescent lights, every time I’m in them I think about cheap hotels and how ugly I feel in them. They also seem like a symbol of waste for mankind because they are in department stores that are 24 hours. Silly I know, but that is my perception.
flouresent lights. they shine bright in the night.they shine bright in the day
They are everywhere you go
People omplain about how they make you look
But just like any lights
They change how you look only on the outside
they can not change how you look on the inside to those who truly love you, fore they do not need a light to see the light of your true self. It will reveal itself to those worthy of seeing it.
my family is right here with me, but how can they understand. It all happened with an instant, and that instant was eternity. How could I ever explain what I have seen? How I can’t do anything now but see it? Or how it is all we’ve ever seen, and is exactly what has killed me. But I’ve been freed. I both see what is true and what I saw before, though the image in my eye is clear. They think I am damaged, less than perfect. I wish I could show them how it is the reverse. I should be at peace now, having found what I was looking for all this time, without realizing what it was I was searching for, but though calm and sated in ways unimaginable, my thoughts are on them, them who still can’t see. Them who can’t do anything but see, right in front of them, what they’ve always wanted, but never knew. Truth is simple. But is hard to come by, and it lies within irony. and when you have it, you shine.
wow that’s bright. it makes me think of a pair of underwear i own. and my ex girlfriends sports bra. but they’re fun, i have a belt like it, and they glow awesomely in uh. what do you call ems? oh. black lights. i was bad at words. well flourescent colors are pretty cool. idk how i spelled that wrong cause its at the top of the page… anywhos. i wish i knew a good definition. or had something interesting to say. they’re very attention grabbing and I think that people who are insecure wear them, so that they can get more attention from their peers. and from people that they deem better than themseves.
something which glows in the dark on its own.it glows and color may be anything.i like it.many animals have this property and also some bird have.for example-firefly as they glow in the night.spider is also having this property when exposed to dark light.
Last month I was at coachella music festival and I brought a beach ball back as a souvenir and inside of it there were some fluorescent colors which lit up according to the music sounds you make. So my neighbors were ecstatic to enhance their ecstasy related trip since I let them borrow it overnight.
bulb and white light. It is used to create a reduction in energy bills and is often used in photography to create artificail light, The term is used by poets in poetry
fluorescent lights crackled over head…. making my already throbbing head hurt even more. I opened my eyes the lights were harsh. I did not know the room i was in, it was dirty and small…. i tried to get up only to realized my arm was broken.
Fluorescent lights bathed the lifeless body of bin Laden as faceless special forces troops stood around it. A couple of flashbulbs popped, a couple of feet shuffled, but overall it was very nearly anticlimactic.
bright lights
the fluorescent lights in my room and house bother me to no end because apart from the fact they are impossible to spell they flicker and give me headaches constantly. It a huge pain and I wish they would go away, but my father loves them so… ah, well. That’s life
Uncomfortably bright. That painful yellow color that for some reason is seen on team t-shirts a lot. But also bright concert lights, which deliver a stimulating rush of intensity.
When I see the word fluorescent it makes me think of lights and bright things. Fluorescent flowers also. I think of summer and gardens. It reminds me of sunshine and fun. I miss summer.
My grandmother often found a four-leaf clover when she was outdoors with me. I continued the practice when I was a young adult. They can be easy to find once you find the spot where they grow. The mutation tends to stay in the same place. I have dozens tucked away in the pages of dictionaries.
I think of lights, bright and clean. There is nothing hidden here. Everything is exposed. My eyes hurt. On the floor is dust and dirt. A soft buzzing hum. Long and lean, these bulbs. They glow, glow, glow in the night. In the day they are a whiter light than the sun. At night they are an unnatural call to work. Industry. Aching. Late hours.
Back in the day when cameras shot film, flourescent light photographed green—garish and harsh. The biggest problem was when different types of light were used. They looked fine to the human eye, which balanced them all, but to photographic film—especially Ektachrome—they came out green yellow and orange. I’m not sure what happens when photographed digitally.