i’d like to runaway from here. finally get back home to escape the loneliness. It’ll be great to spend some time forgetting that i’m not wanted here – I want to run into someone’s arms, find myself feeling wanted and loved. I’d like to run as far and as fast as I can to the place where I’m loved.
Marie
i have always wanted to runaway somewhere amazing, but could never bring myself to get further than the end of my road, i always came back home after sulking for an hour or two. One day i’ll make it past the shops! then the world will be mine!
Labhaoise
the abandoned airfield was a favorite local hang out place, until the tradgedy of the air killer happened, no one knew who it was or what exactly started the killings all we knew is that it wasn’t quite “ordinary”
korrina
runway like at an airport. taking off. do over places besides airports have runways. i guess techniancally track meets have them for long jump and pole vault. a train station doesn’t . cars dont. i guess planes and humans are the only things that need runways.
Jon
bright lights flashing. you can hardly see but you can feel the heat of the lights. the eyes watching every inch of your body. it is exhilarating. you can’t help but smile at the end of the runway when you see the nods and smiles that your energy produce.
melley
a place for aeroplanes and stuffs. and chickens like in chicken run. ahehe. tis well funny whe they fly from the elastic pinging them off. (Y)
kay
models
too thin
invisible
too fat
get off
fired
unemployed
san
As we sat on the runway waiting to take off, I gazed out upon what used to be my home. From this day forward, I would not look back. I was leaving. For good.
Lizette
models go on runways.
run away from life and reality.
its an escape.
Leah
The plane landed roughly, bouncing slightly as its wheels touched down. Miranda clenched her fingers around the end of the arm rest and held her breath until the plane finally stopped moving. The sweat pooled at her brow and she vainly tried to calm her rapid breaths.
M. Rykson
“We are 10 minutes away from touching down,” the charming pilot’s voice came through on the loudspeaker. Kate adjusted her flight pillow. She could hardly wait to reach Spain.
Jeanette
it’s the rough ground right before you lift off and soar… it’s the first feeling of being home when you’ve taken a trip and fighting homesickness
Nathan Kuhns
fast and hard.
smooth and easy
like a gazelle
hard. Fast.
like a gazelle
that’s the way I run.
Run away.
Hard.
Fast.
Smooth.
Run
Way.
Ashley
He saw the Texas runway from his First Class seat. His skin, tingled. The white lights were on. Rows and rows of indicators. He was looking forward to walking on land. The sign above his head said, “Please fasten your seat belts”.
Jeanette
Flash. Flash
Flash.
And turn.
Smile. Smile. Smile.
And walk as if your ass is actually big enough to be appealing.
Ashley
when I run i like to runaway
if u cant runaway you should find a runway
for the planes to land so you may land your life
on the ground safe and sound to become the person in the world you want.
dangelo brown
cold wet. seems too long. cant get away fast enough. just fly, fly away. slip those wheels off the pavement. and fly!!!
Ellen Elizabeth
on the runway do your little walk show them how you’re always right, never wrong, you wear the label skeptic like a second skin, the new jeans, the must-have jeans, like you’re better than all the rest of us sitting in the audience passively subjected to your opinions and your beliefs, well guess what it’s just as awful as the others.
A
Jeff saw the runway at 1800. He turned the jet at 45 degrees then began to make his descend. He pulled the lever and felt the jet tilt. The handle jammed then he could smell smoke.
Jeanette
slowly we touch down… the journey ends… fatigue and a sense of acheivement twinged with dissatisfaction set in.. our time is done
pranob gupta
The runway is a means to freedom, bringing you to somewhere new, a sanctuary of the unknown. It’s a wonderful form of escapism, leaving behind the life you know, exploring and learning something new, somewhere new. It could be anywhere in the world you would like, the farthest corners, or the near surroundings of the world.
Fiona
runway, it could stand for some way to run on. which would be a little dumb, so i associate some kind of relationship thing with it, but thats just me. i really think that this is the toughest word to write something about.
yannick
Turn away from me. Go on, cry. You know you want to.
What’s wrong? Am I too mean? Go on, run away.
That’s what I said that night. You took it too seriously.
Crisis
airlines
walking to the plane
not enough- too much time waiting to take off
grass on either side
lucie
They were screaming at her. The sound filled her ears. Gwen hesitated only for a moment before springing to her feet. Her sneakers pounded the office floor as she pushed through the door.
Trebez
“Run!” He choked out. “Just run, Jared!”
“No way, brother,” I yelled back over the sound of gunfire, nearly gagging myself on the smell of sulfur. “I’m not leaving you here!”
“Don’t be an idiot! Who do you think we’re doing this for? Who do you think Rafael died for?! GO!”
Leah
Doesn’t everyone just want to live in peace and unity. It’s unlikely that this will ever happen with all that is conflicting in our various different cultures but a young girl can dream right?
Emma
Runway,walkway,staircase,basket-case,freemason,scary,let me out!
Blackdove
Never thought I would imagine a runway filled with clowns and drunk magicians. “Would jets be there too?”, that’s what I’d ask myself if I really knew what I was talking about.
Sim
planes take off on runways. um fashion shows! ummmmmm running track? um runways are …
ummmmm planes and fashion!
angela
I saw a run away soul that was shooting out of control.It richocetted across the darkness into the universe,unashamedly
Blackdove
girl
teenager
depressed
family
problems
divorce
cold
winter
sad
lonely
crying
screaming
sobbing
why
pain
boy
orphan
bullied
saddened
heartbroken
love
Wayne
There is nothing probably as exciting as being a pilot and racing your plane on a runway. It’s a stage where your entire life might just flash in front of your eyes. You are the plane, the road is your routine life, and then you take off, with a great leap.
alekhya
The runway at the airport is empty now. All you see is numerous amounts of weeds growing in the open field of concrete. The runway used to be one of the busiest in this country but is now infested with these weeds.
Brad
i want to run from my fears that keep me prisoner and away from may dreams, desires and dreams and in the end, from my life. But this is the
monica
I want to runaway. Thats all i want to do. Run and run and run. I don’t care where to, I just want to run away from it all. My life is scary, my life hurts, my life makes me want to hide away forever.
Thats why I need to run. Anywhere is better than here.
Sinead
The runway is straight. But there are always u-turns.
There is no room for side-trips, or deviations. But turning around and going in the other direction? Absolutely.
Julie
runway to the stars of heaven oh so anxiously they sit waiting for us to recover from our earthly stupors stuck on earth we watch the runway and wonder what will happen next. The runway makes us live our lives fast and furiously always…
charles schuminski
The plane taxied down the runway and came to a stop, flames shooting from it’s wings and tail and belly scraping and whining along the concrete and pavement. Immediately the emergency vehicles and personnel rushed in, firemen dousing the flames with their high-pressured hoses, and EMTs and policemen preparing for the injured to emerge. It seemed to take forever for the doors to begin opening and the yellow safety slides to inflate, although it was only about 30 seconds.
hromito
The runway itself was more decked then the girls strutting their stuff on it.
i’d like to runaway from here. finally get back home to escape the loneliness. It’ll be great to spend some time forgetting that i’m not wanted here – I want to run into someone’s arms, find myself feeling wanted and loved. I’d like to run as far and as fast as I can to the place where I’m loved.
i have always wanted to runaway somewhere amazing, but could never bring myself to get further than the end of my road, i always came back home after sulking for an hour or two. One day i’ll make it past the shops! then the world will be mine!
the abandoned airfield was a favorite local hang out place, until the tradgedy of the air killer happened, no one knew who it was or what exactly started the killings all we knew is that it wasn’t quite “ordinary”
runway like at an airport. taking off. do over places besides airports have runways. i guess techniancally track meets have them for long jump and pole vault. a train station doesn’t . cars dont. i guess planes and humans are the only things that need runways.
bright lights flashing. you can hardly see but you can feel the heat of the lights. the eyes watching every inch of your body. it is exhilarating. you can’t help but smile at the end of the runway when you see the nods and smiles that your energy produce.
a place for aeroplanes and stuffs. and chickens like in chicken run. ahehe. tis well funny whe they fly from the elastic pinging them off. (Y)
models
too thin
invisible
too fat
get off
fired
unemployed
As we sat on the runway waiting to take off, I gazed out upon what used to be my home. From this day forward, I would not look back. I was leaving. For good.
models go on runways.
run away from life and reality.
its an escape.
The plane landed roughly, bouncing slightly as its wheels touched down. Miranda clenched her fingers around the end of the arm rest and held her breath until the plane finally stopped moving. The sweat pooled at her brow and she vainly tried to calm her rapid breaths.
“We are 10 minutes away from touching down,” the charming pilot’s voice came through on the loudspeaker. Kate adjusted her flight pillow. She could hardly wait to reach Spain.
it’s the rough ground right before you lift off and soar… it’s the first feeling of being home when you’ve taken a trip and fighting homesickness
fast and hard.
smooth and easy
like a gazelle
hard. Fast.
like a gazelle
that’s the way I run.
Run away.
Hard.
Fast.
Smooth.
Run
Way.
He saw the Texas runway from his First Class seat. His skin, tingled. The white lights were on. Rows and rows of indicators. He was looking forward to walking on land. The sign above his head said, “Please fasten your seat belts”.
Flash. Flash
Flash.
And turn.
Smile. Smile. Smile.
And walk as if your ass is actually big enough to be appealing.
when I run i like to runaway
if u cant runaway you should find a runway
for the planes to land so you may land your life
on the ground safe and sound to become the person in the world you want.
cold wet. seems too long. cant get away fast enough. just fly, fly away. slip those wheels off the pavement. and fly!!!
on the runway do your little walk show them how you’re always right, never wrong, you wear the label skeptic like a second skin, the new jeans, the must-have jeans, like you’re better than all the rest of us sitting in the audience passively subjected to your opinions and your beliefs, well guess what it’s just as awful as the others.
Jeff saw the runway at 1800. He turned the jet at 45 degrees then began to make his descend. He pulled the lever and felt the jet tilt. The handle jammed then he could smell smoke.
slowly we touch down… the journey ends… fatigue and a sense of acheivement twinged with dissatisfaction set in.. our time is done
The runway is a means to freedom, bringing you to somewhere new, a sanctuary of the unknown. It’s a wonderful form of escapism, leaving behind the life you know, exploring and learning something new, somewhere new. It could be anywhere in the world you would like, the farthest corners, or the near surroundings of the world.
runway, it could stand for some way to run on. which would be a little dumb, so i associate some kind of relationship thing with it, but thats just me. i really think that this is the toughest word to write something about.
Turn away from me. Go on, cry. You know you want to.
What’s wrong? Am I too mean? Go on, run away.
That’s what I said that night. You took it too seriously.
airlines
walking to the plane
not enough- too much time waiting to take off
grass on either side
They were screaming at her. The sound filled her ears. Gwen hesitated only for a moment before springing to her feet. Her sneakers pounded the office floor as she pushed through the door.
“Run!” He choked out. “Just run, Jared!”
“No way, brother,” I yelled back over the sound of gunfire, nearly gagging myself on the smell of sulfur. “I’m not leaving you here!”
“Don’t be an idiot! Who do you think we’re doing this for? Who do you think Rafael died for?! GO!”
Doesn’t everyone just want to live in peace and unity. It’s unlikely that this will ever happen with all that is conflicting in our various different cultures but a young girl can dream right?
Runway,walkway,staircase,basket-case,freemason,scary,let me out!
Never thought I would imagine a runway filled with clowns and drunk magicians. “Would jets be there too?”, that’s what I’d ask myself if I really knew what I was talking about.
planes take off on runways. um fashion shows! ummmmmm running track? um runways are …
ummmmm planes and fashion!
I saw a run away soul that was shooting out of control.It richocetted across the darkness into the universe,unashamedly
girl
teenager
depressed
family
problems
divorce
cold
winter
sad
lonely
crying
screaming
sobbing
why
pain
boy
orphan
bullied
saddened
heartbroken
love
There is nothing probably as exciting as being a pilot and racing your plane on a runway. It’s a stage where your entire life might just flash in front of your eyes. You are the plane, the road is your routine life, and then you take off, with a great leap.
The runway at the airport is empty now. All you see is numerous amounts of weeds growing in the open field of concrete. The runway used to be one of the busiest in this country but is now infested with these weeds.
i want to run from my fears that keep me prisoner and away from may dreams, desires and dreams and in the end, from my life. But this is the
I want to runaway. Thats all i want to do. Run and run and run. I don’t care where to, I just want to run away from it all. My life is scary, my life hurts, my life makes me want to hide away forever.
Thats why I need to run. Anywhere is better than here.
The runway is straight. But there are always u-turns.
There is no room for side-trips, or deviations. But turning around and going in the other direction? Absolutely.
runway to the stars of heaven oh so anxiously they sit waiting for us to recover from our earthly stupors stuck on earth we watch the runway and wonder what will happen next. The runway makes us live our lives fast and furiously always…
The plane taxied down the runway and came to a stop, flames shooting from it’s wings and tail and belly scraping and whining along the concrete and pavement. Immediately the emergency vehicles and personnel rushed in, firemen dousing the flames with their high-pressured hoses, and EMTs and policemen preparing for the injured to emerge. It seemed to take forever for the doors to begin opening and the yellow safety slides to inflate, although it was only about 30 seconds.
The runway itself was more decked then the girls strutting their stuff on it.