the mist hit my face so cold and i cried. When i cried it reminded me of the time i cried about my dog dying
Anonymous
Mist is ghostly white and creates a cool chill on my otherwise burning face. Then suddenly, EELS!
Blah
As he glanced over the canyon, he saw a soft mist rising up. How beautiful, he thought, usually I only see these soft spirals in the morning, before the wind has swept them toward the ocean. Then, he realized with a growing distress, that it was smoke he saw.
Linda
I love a misty morning. Especially the kind that fogs up the windows on the bus like it did this morning. Then I can write messages for whoever sits in the seat next.
Sare
the sounds of the rain filled my ears. the new found mist clouded my vision.
Anonymous
im sitting in class watching this teacher because im obligated to but i do not have the book that i need to follow along. instead one word is making me type without thinking, one technique im sure would be disgusting to my prof, please let me finish this piece i just want to finish this piece without thinking. please prof, lemme know.
horgie
It was a dark night, and she was standing there in the middle of the street, mist surrounding her body. She didn’t know where to turn. Nothing could be seen beyond the corner of the street signs.
Kristen
there was a strong mist yesterday, it obscured the road and I couldn’t see further than a few metres in front og me. It was very spooky not being able to see what was ahead.
flona
feels amazing when its in the shower i love it soooo much. its so rejueviating
rachael Cobb
mist is what you see on a cold unclear morning
Anonymous
a mist is made from water which has been superheated.. or is that steam?
mists look like clouds actually.. i like clouds
raymond
It was a wet day and
Anonymous
water
chistina
sis anlamına gelen bu kelime insanda mistik duygular da uyandırmaktadır. mesela bir vampiri sisle birlikte d
Anonymous
yuck. the weather was gross. the air hung around us, almost like a thick blanket. the humidity was so thick that it hung like a mist around our shoulders. our clothes and hair were damp with it. yuck.
salinda
is fine. it makes me think of scotland or england, probably because i’ve been reading all these books that Anne gave me and they all seem to take place there. most of them are those annoying hysterical romance types, but i guess that’s what happens when you do a book swap and it turns out have have slightly different tastes. if nothing else, at least they make for a good read at night before you cash out. but it’s already too cold to think of mist and winter.
the mist is awkward. not a rain. not a drizzle. but a mist. it creates a fog. a veil that covers mysteries. the mist. the mystic. uhhh yeah.
Anonymous
the mist is not mistic, but the mistic is surrounded by mist
a
fog is white
fabio
fog
Anonymous
a foggy day i looked out my window and saw my reflection in the mist. the leaves were falling from the trees, the wind blew cool in the autumn air. my day begins again.
Marie
mist
Anonymous
spraying,glisting through the sun.warm sizziling. running sweating.smelling. holsing down with the mist hiting my face
tricklig down my cheek giving me a shiver in the autum breeze.
Anonymous
As the mist decended, gordi realised that this would be the last time her saw her. His heart fealt heavy as he pushed the old punt into the gloom. Goodbye my sweet he whispered under his breath.
d
one word one heart one mind one occasion to bring everyone together
one place where everybosy sings about one word .. one word only…
rergardless of race , regardless of power or wealth
this is my dream for today
bo
i love misty mornings especially a walk in the woods i hate driving in mist only walking
Ian
Grey mistery people come lurking out of the forest, sneaking around ghosts of the past. Wonderful to see you, you say. They nod and walk away.
Anonymous
mist is the fog you see due to high levels of water vapour in the air…hope i got that right
.
Mist(y) was one annoying girl in Pokemon. I never understood why Brock liked her so much.
Josh W
misty mornings, those misty walks to the bus stop where you can’t see but for two feet in front of you. listening to the foggy sounds of the microphones: “I thought I felt your shape but I was wrong, really all I felt was falsely strong…”
phil elverum
it was a day full of mist, but the sun shone through to where she could just make out the outline of her father on the boat. mum had sent her out to tell him his lunch was ready
jen
The mist in the morning
Was too cold to breathe in.
So I breathed out
And I made the mist my own.
Andrew
this morning’s mist fell over me and my hair and my little jacket. today is the first sign of change in the weather, in the temperature. sometimes when the mist comes i see a change in myself too. i am more peaceful, and my hair seems to always be down.
megan
mist you do that, said the tight lipped spinster
sandy
music to my ears.
ces
the mist crept over thre graves and curled into hollows where old tombs had sunk into the shifting ground. the sun had gone.
ben meyjes
Something that hides the truth from you. Something you can hide behind.
Etta
Gorills in the Mist Play fMisty for me i have not idea what im doing I mist the bus this AM lol This is realy weird
the mist hit my face so cold and i cried. When i cried it reminded me of the time i cried about my dog dying
Mist is ghostly white and creates a cool chill on my otherwise burning face. Then suddenly, EELS!
As he glanced over the canyon, he saw a soft mist rising up. How beautiful, he thought, usually I only see these soft spirals in the morning, before the wind has swept them toward the ocean. Then, he realized with a growing distress, that it was smoke he saw.
I love a misty morning. Especially the kind that fogs up the windows on the bus like it did this morning. Then I can write messages for whoever sits in the seat next.
the sounds of the rain filled my ears. the new found mist clouded my vision.
im sitting in class watching this teacher because im obligated to but i do not have the book that i need to follow along. instead one word is making me type without thinking, one technique im sure would be disgusting to my prof, please let me finish this piece i just want to finish this piece without thinking. please prof, lemme know.
It was a dark night, and she was standing there in the middle of the street, mist surrounding her body. She didn’t know where to turn. Nothing could be seen beyond the corner of the street signs.
there was a strong mist yesterday, it obscured the road and I couldn’t see further than a few metres in front og me. It was very spooky not being able to see what was ahead.
feels amazing when its in the shower i love it soooo much. its so rejueviating
mist is what you see on a cold unclear morning
a mist is made from water which has been superheated.. or is that steam?
mists look like clouds actually.. i like clouds
It was a wet day and
water
sis anlamına gelen bu kelime insanda mistik duygular da uyandırmaktadır. mesela bir vampiri sisle birlikte d
yuck. the weather was gross. the air hung around us, almost like a thick blanket. the humidity was so thick that it hung like a mist around our shoulders. our clothes and hair were damp with it. yuck.
is fine. it makes me think of scotland or england, probably because i’ve been reading all these books that Anne gave me and they all seem to take place there. most of them are those annoying hysterical romance types, but i guess that’s what happens when you do a book swap and it turns out have have slightly different tastes. if nothing else, at least they make for a good read at night before you cash out. but it’s already too cold to think of mist and winter.
rain
mistery, horror, cold, romantic, scotland, castles, lakes, autumn, tranquility, grey
the mist is awkward. not a rain. not a drizzle. but a mist. it creates a fog. a veil that covers mysteries. the mist. the mystic. uhhh yeah.
the mist is not mistic, but the mistic is surrounded by mist
fog is white
fog
a foggy day i looked out my window and saw my reflection in the mist. the leaves were falling from the trees, the wind blew cool in the autumn air. my day begins again.
mist
spraying,glisting through the sun.warm sizziling. running sweating.smelling. holsing down with the mist hiting my face
tricklig down my cheek giving me a shiver in the autum breeze.
As the mist decended, gordi realised that this would be the last time her saw her. His heart fealt heavy as he pushed the old punt into the gloom. Goodbye my sweet he whispered under his breath.
one word one heart one mind one occasion to bring everyone together
one place where everybosy sings about one word .. one word only…
rergardless of race , regardless of power or wealth
this is my dream for today
i love misty mornings especially a walk in the woods i hate driving in mist only walking
Grey mistery people come lurking out of the forest, sneaking around ghosts of the past. Wonderful to see you, you say. They nod and walk away.
mist is the fog you see due to high levels of water vapour in the air…hope i got that right
Mist(y) was one annoying girl in Pokemon. I never understood why Brock liked her so much.
misty mornings, those misty walks to the bus stop where you can’t see but for two feet in front of you. listening to the foggy sounds of the microphones: “I thought I felt your shape but I was wrong, really all I felt was falsely strong…”
it was a day full of mist, but the sun shone through to where she could just make out the outline of her father on the boat. mum had sent her out to tell him his lunch was ready
The mist in the morning
Was too cold to breathe in.
So I breathed out
And I made the mist my own.
this morning’s mist fell over me and my hair and my little jacket. today is the first sign of change in the weather, in the temperature. sometimes when the mist comes i see a change in myself too. i am more peaceful, and my hair seems to always be down.
mist you do that, said the tight lipped spinster
music to my ears.
the mist crept over thre graves and curled into hollows where old tombs had sunk into the shifting ground. the sun had gone.
Something that hides the truth from you. Something you can hide behind.
Gorills in the Mist Play fMisty for me i have not idea what im doing I mist the bus this AM lol This is realy weird