The car’s backfire rang out in the valley, sending the startled birds scattering for cover.
The repair van barreled down the country lane, would it make it in time?
tonykeyesjapan
People were running everywhere. The destruction in everyone’s path and was unavoidable. It’s really not their fault, it’s the directors. He did say the cue was scatter.
Lexi
Toys
Toys everywhere
Under the couch, under the covers
It’s times like these I tell myself I should pick them up
But then I would forget
I would forget why they were out in the first place
and if I put them away
no one will take them back out
The gunfire rang out in the courtyard, sending the students scattering for cover. Three black vehicles barreled down the central avenue, would they make it in time?
tonykeyesjapan
I scattered the paper flowers on the floor, swishing them around with my foot until I found the perfect arrangement. Perfect. The knocks persisted, I set up more flowers. Flowers make everything better. Knock Knock Knock. Floor to ceiling, the colors screamed to me. Daises, lillies, roses, poppies. Perfect.
“Scatter!” Anderson yelled, as the bombs started dropping from the sky, wiping away the entire infantry unit. I ducked behind some abandoned machinery, hoping that the thin metal was enough to protect me.
Raynie
a.m.
waking movement, if i open my eyes you will be gone;
desperate in this moment and ready to plead, suddenly there is nothing but mountain gravel, red oak and evergreen, the desire is overwhelming so take me there (that we may watch the world end and be in peace; i could love you for all the wrong reasons, it’s possible)
p.m.
reunions are for the unresolved, and you tell me not to go (it’s what i want to hear)
i did not think that the emotions would be so strong, it’s a warmer winter but i’m colder than ever, pressed under the distance of city blocks, this child’s coat doesn’t protect me anymore
scatter brain – scatter plot-
I have never really considered myself a scatter brain. I like to think things through but my boyfriend well he is scattered everywhere
Courtney
Everything is going around and around. its all confusing and you dont know what to do about it. you’ve become a scatter brain, like in that show mr.men show Mr,scatter brain as i recall, CONFUSED CONFUSED CONFUSED.
Mya
Scatter! The humans are coming! Scatter or they’ll catch you. Run! Hide!” the rats scatter for fear of being caught.
My brain. It’s in shambles. It’s everywhere. I don’t know where to go. It’s scattered. Here. Over there. Yonder. Thither. Hither. Confused. I don’t know where to go. I don’t know what to do. Without you. Left me here. Alone. You left. You’re gone. Maybe I’m gone.
Breanna
my thoughts are scattered everywhere, since i opened myself up. Flung across various parts of my mind, on pieces of paper, the internet, other peoples conscious, my phone, my mind is scattered, and there’s no way to piece it together.
Caleb
the crumbly leaves weathered from the cold scattered in the breeze. their colors swirled as they floated up into the crayon blue sky. i sat under looking up and wondering about the end of the world. is this all there is?
shira
Her books fell, scattering papers all across the sidewalk. An unassuming man of meduim stature and chesnut-colored hair walked by and swept them up. After exchanging one glance and a quick smile, the two strangers headed off to work. They never met again.
Joe
Scattered little things. To describe the room as anything else would be criminal. A paltry amount of decorations, emptiness abounded. What remained, what existed, was simply the scattered little things across the marble floor. Shards of glass, of plates, of plastics and metals; streams of colored liquids stained into the tiles and grout; scraps of paper; shattered dreams and memories. Scattered little things.
Nick
Like leaves we scatter across the land, blown apart and brought back together by the winds.
Rachel
i scatter the old pictures of us on to the floor. I feel bad that I did such a thing to him. we used to be so great, now i’m sitting here listening to “our” song. all that’s over now I guess…..
Morgan
Scatter my brains all over the floor. Give back to the poor bc they need it more than most. Free fall but dont boast. Kill time through banging the most beautiful. Scatter food on the platter to make the customers think they matter when they really dont. Not only will I not care, I wont. The world didnt end today so I have to endure mor suffering.
Dylan
All the cards laid on the floor. We had just taken the pack from the office, and, since these cards had gone through the hands of many kids, we were not quite sure if all the cards were there. We divided up the cards into four piles, and each took one to begin sorting through to organize all the cards by suite.
Annalise
The crowd scattered as everything around them began to collapse. No one thought the world would actually end today, but it sure seemed like it was real. The sky rained fire and the lives of the mall shoppers ended horribly.
Carla Marx
Scattered thoughts of yesterday and what I used to want out of life but I know that no matter what I can’t go back to the things that used to make me happy. For reasons unknown this life seems more bleak with grayness all around me. I remember when I saw color but now I see what the true world looks like beneath the surface of illusions.
Skim Bradsteen
let me stay here, where I can scatter my relief across the valley, where I feel loved, accomplished, and simply happy.
it’s all over the place. it’s messy, here and there. has the word cat in it. i like cats.
aswani
i just found out that Stanford university has a scatter band, not a marching band. Plus they don’t have a pit. Sad day for me, if I end up going there.
J.
the word scatter descries how things can be misplaced or all over. For example; The rain caused the cats in the alley to scatter.
Meghan
unorganized ,madness totally and utterly crazy. out of control. ridiculous unnecessarily messy
kelsey bohn
Walking home from school was always a refreshing activity. Then one day I slipped on black ice, I broke my knee and my papers scattered everywhere.
shani
Scattered; my life. Broken and in pieces. I am unable to put it back together. I wish I knew how, but I don’t. People try to help me but in the end it never works. My life is like a piece of glass; once it’s shattered, it’s practically impossible to put back together. All my life people, experiences, memories, fate… it has made my life this way. A scattered, tangled mess. Pieces of me are scattered everywhere I go…
Scatter, scatter, scatter!
My thoughts flick across the surface of my brain, fleeting into nothingness.
I can’t remember any of them and I can’t hold hold onto any.
Lizzie
Scatter your ashes to the clouds, mist the fields with a fine blue smoke. Give up the broken parts of you, disintegrate them. What you’re left with is a shell, one full of anticipation and wonderment. Potential without the scars of ages left behind.
The word scatter kind of reminds me of fadder despite the lack in rhyme. It’s also makes me think scatterbrained, like that lady is quite a scatterbrained bitch. Is it sad that the first sentence I think is a vulgar one
Michael
the lid popped off the salt shaker
crystal stars showered the place mat
i love your sense of entropy
scatter. photos. well I’ve got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor, reminds me of the times we shared, makes me wish that you were here. pretty much that.
the old man fell across the floor and the pictured broke. Pieces of glass scattered like stars across the old oak. He looked at it and started to get tears. I never understood the significance of this picture…but that day I felt his heart break along with that picture on the floor.
Irene Sanders
The time of year typically called for a calling together of family and friends. But for us, and those around us, there was an astonishing feeling that everything that meant “family” was scattered to the four winds. Our home, traditions, each individual seemingly spread across the globe. Nothing collected but more dispersed than any other year before.
i am scatter brained. i am always thinking. never can i just stop to look at the sky or just people watch. because say im crazy thats why i prefer to be alone with my scatter brain i love it no one understand you only have your brain in the end
erica
He looked at the mess scattered on the floor. Or the mess was the floor, he couldn’t remember. Did he even have a floor? Of course he did, he just couldn’t see it. Did he have a problem? No, no, no, why would he even think that. He didn’t have a problem. He used to have a problem, but he didn’t now. Not now, not anymore.
you threw them up in the air, waiting for the rain to come back and we were parched, leaving dusty tracks every where we went. but you never stopped waiting for the cards to fall, never stopped longing for the queen of hearts, never stopped believing that i could save you, could help you, could stop you from scattering.
The car’s backfire rang out in the valley, sending the startled birds scattering for cover.
The repair van barreled down the country lane, would it make it in time?
People were running everywhere. The destruction in everyone’s path and was unavoidable. It’s really not their fault, it’s the directors. He did say the cue was scatter.
Toys
Toys everywhere
Under the couch, under the covers
It’s times like these I tell myself I should pick them up
But then I would forget
I would forget why they were out in the first place
and if I put them away
no one will take them back out
The gunfire rang out in the courtyard, sending the students scattering for cover. Three black vehicles barreled down the central avenue, would they make it in time?
I scattered the paper flowers on the floor, swishing them around with my foot until I found the perfect arrangement. Perfect. The knocks persisted, I set up more flowers. Flowers make everything better. Knock Knock Knock. Floor to ceiling, the colors screamed to me. Daises, lillies, roses, poppies. Perfect.
“Scatter!” Anderson yelled, as the bombs started dropping from the sky, wiping away the entire infantry unit. I ducked behind some abandoned machinery, hoping that the thin metal was enough to protect me.
a.m.
waking movement, if i open my eyes you will be gone;
desperate in this moment and ready to plead, suddenly there is nothing but mountain gravel, red oak and evergreen, the desire is overwhelming so take me there (that we may watch the world end and be in peace; i could love you for all the wrong reasons, it’s possible)
p.m.
reunions are for the unresolved, and you tell me not to go (it’s what i want to hear)
i did not think that the emotions would be so strong, it’s a warmer winter but i’m colder than ever, pressed under the distance of city blocks, this child’s coat doesn’t protect me anymore
scatter brain – scatter plot-
I have never really considered myself a scatter brain. I like to think things through but my boyfriend well he is scattered everywhere
Everything is going around and around. its all confusing and you dont know what to do about it. you’ve become a scatter brain, like in that show mr.men show Mr,scatter brain as i recall, CONFUSED CONFUSED CONFUSED.
Scatter! The humans are coming! Scatter or they’ll catch you. Run! Hide!” the rats scatter for fear of being caught.
My brain. It’s in shambles. It’s everywhere. I don’t know where to go. It’s scattered. Here. Over there. Yonder. Thither. Hither. Confused. I don’t know where to go. I don’t know what to do. Without you. Left me here. Alone. You left. You’re gone. Maybe I’m gone.
my thoughts are scattered everywhere, since i opened myself up. Flung across various parts of my mind, on pieces of paper, the internet, other peoples conscious, my phone, my mind is scattered, and there’s no way to piece it together.
the crumbly leaves weathered from the cold scattered in the breeze. their colors swirled as they floated up into the crayon blue sky. i sat under looking up and wondering about the end of the world. is this all there is?
Her books fell, scattering papers all across the sidewalk. An unassuming man of meduim stature and chesnut-colored hair walked by and swept them up. After exchanging one glance and a quick smile, the two strangers headed off to work. They never met again.
Scattered little things. To describe the room as anything else would be criminal. A paltry amount of decorations, emptiness abounded. What remained, what existed, was simply the scattered little things across the marble floor. Shards of glass, of plates, of plastics and metals; streams of colored liquids stained into the tiles and grout; scraps of paper; shattered dreams and memories. Scattered little things.
Like leaves we scatter across the land, blown apart and brought back together by the winds.
i scatter the old pictures of us on to the floor. I feel bad that I did such a thing to him. we used to be so great, now i’m sitting here listening to “our” song. all that’s over now I guess…..
Scatter my brains all over the floor. Give back to the poor bc they need it more than most. Free fall but dont boast. Kill time through banging the most beautiful. Scatter food on the platter to make the customers think they matter when they really dont. Not only will I not care, I wont. The world didnt end today so I have to endure mor suffering.
All the cards laid on the floor. We had just taken the pack from the office, and, since these cards had gone through the hands of many kids, we were not quite sure if all the cards were there. We divided up the cards into four piles, and each took one to begin sorting through to organize all the cards by suite.
The crowd scattered as everything around them began to collapse. No one thought the world would actually end today, but it sure seemed like it was real. The sky rained fire and the lives of the mall shoppers ended horribly.
Scattered thoughts of yesterday and what I used to want out of life but I know that no matter what I can’t go back to the things that used to make me happy. For reasons unknown this life seems more bleak with grayness all around me. I remember when I saw color but now I see what the true world looks like beneath the surface of illusions.
let me stay here, where I can scatter my relief across the valley, where I feel loved, accomplished, and simply happy.
let me stay here, where I can scatter my relief across the valley, where feel loved, accomplished, and simply happy.
it’s all over the place. it’s messy, here and there. has the word cat in it. i like cats.
i just found out that Stanford university has a scatter band, not a marching band. Plus they don’t have a pit. Sad day for me, if I end up going there.
the word scatter descries how things can be misplaced or all over. For example; The rain caused the cats in the alley to scatter.
unorganized ,madness totally and utterly crazy. out of control. ridiculous unnecessarily messy
Walking home from school was always a refreshing activity. Then one day I slipped on black ice, I broke my knee and my papers scattered everywhere.
Scattered; my life. Broken and in pieces. I am unable to put it back together. I wish I knew how, but I don’t. People try to help me but in the end it never works. My life is like a piece of glass; once it’s shattered, it’s practically impossible to put back together. All my life people, experiences, memories, fate… it has made my life this way. A scattered, tangled mess. Pieces of me are scattered everywhere I go…
Scatter, scatter, scatter!
My thoughts flick across the surface of my brain, fleeting into nothingness.
I can’t remember any of them and I can’t hold hold onto any.
Scatter your ashes to the clouds, mist the fields with a fine blue smoke. Give up the broken parts of you, disintegrate them. What you’re left with is a shell, one full of anticipation and wonderment. Potential without the scars of ages left behind.
The word scatter kind of reminds me of fadder despite the lack in rhyme. It’s also makes me think scatterbrained, like that lady is quite a scatterbrained bitch. Is it sad that the first sentence I think is a vulgar one
the lid popped off the salt shaker
crystal stars showered the place mat
i love your sense of entropy
scatter. photos. well I’ve got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor, reminds me of the times we shared, makes me wish that you were here. pretty much that.
the old man fell across the floor and the pictured broke. Pieces of glass scattered like stars across the old oak. He looked at it and started to get tears. I never understood the significance of this picture…but that day I felt his heart break along with that picture on the floor.
The time of year typically called for a calling together of family and friends. But for us, and those around us, there was an astonishing feeling that everything that meant “family” was scattered to the four winds. Our home, traditions, each individual seemingly spread across the globe. Nothing collected but more dispersed than any other year before.
Thoughts are scattered.
i am scatter brained. i am always thinking. never can i just stop to look at the sky or just people watch. because say im crazy thats why i prefer to be alone with my scatter brain i love it no one understand you only have your brain in the end
He looked at the mess scattered on the floor. Or the mess was the floor, he couldn’t remember. Did he even have a floor? Of course he did, he just couldn’t see it. Did he have a problem? No, no, no, why would he even think that. He didn’t have a problem. He used to have a problem, but he didn’t now. Not now, not anymore.
you threw them up in the air, waiting for the rain to come back and we were parched, leaving dusty tracks every where we went. but you never stopped waiting for the cards to fall, never stopped longing for the queen of hearts, never stopped believing that i could save you, could help you, could stop you from scattering.