It’s 4.30 p.m. The end of our working day. There is a stampede for the door as everyone is eager to leave this place and run off to do whatever they feel like doing. You can even feel the floor shaking sometimes. Everyone feels happy now.
Wendy L
Stapedes are very dangerous. They may hurt you very badly, they are a hurde of animals that have been upsetted and are charging after you. They may even kill you they are so
Stampede is a group of animals or people all going in one direction with a destructive nature when they pass an area. A stampede consists of many individuals all in a group with a similar intent of what they want, such as in a mall on a holiday, people are stampeding to make it to a sale and get the items they want first.
Elizabeth Futral
Mufasa got killed in a stampede leaving his baby cub alone in the cold world to figure out how he was going to survive. The stampede literally crushed him and killed him the same way he left his baby cub to feel.
genesis
“It was a stampede I tell you!” said my father. “A huge set of horse running at me.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes! All running toward me. I didn’t know what to do”
a completely amimalized term in my opinon. I definately think of an african safari and animals rushing accross the sahahra. However, it could be verb used to mentally stampede someones feelings
Lauren Deem
… And every human had enough; they all started running in a spectacular stampede of free thinkers. Free of themselves, fear was finally understood.
The earth rumbles beneath my feet. They’re coming.
The trees shakes, pebbles rattle around my feet like chains. I feel like I’m being held in place, watching them spill over the hilltop like a wave. A deadly wave. If I stay here, it will certainly hold me under until I drown.
This word reminds me of the Lion King because it was the scene where Simba’s father, mufasa died. the saddest part of the movie. Stampedes can be created by all types of animals but particuraly large and dagerous animals creating a dangerous envrionment for all other organisms in the way. Stampedes create a sense of fear in any oncoming orgamisms and can be harmful.
Rachel
As soon as the bell rang a stampede of students ran our into the parking lot trying to leave before everyone else to ignore the horrid traffic.
The bell rang and everyone flooded into the halls. it was second period and here came the stampede. everyone thinks that they are more important than everyone else, and that they have to get to class quicker. i mean most of us are going to the same class whats the point of that?
Dakotah
The school’s halls, so unnecessarily grand, were like the vast plains I used to stare at from my bedroom window. They made you feel small, unimportant, and blessed to have ever lain eyes on them. The cliques, be they of geeks or jocks, played the proverbial cattle as they stampeded towards their next destination, whatever, wherever that was.
It was similar, in an odd sort of way, to everything I’d been forced to leave behind. Everything was, really, in some small way.
Everything, and everyone, but her.
“whats that sound?” It is a deep thumping sound. It slowly gets louder and louder. The ground begins to shake. All of a sudden, from around the corner, comes a stampede of bulls.
Kate
The book. They all wanted it. It was destined for #1 on the New York Times Bestsellers list, and it would remain there for record time. Books fell off the stands, off the shelves, the poster ripped. “I’ve never seen such behavior in a place of books!” the bookstore assistant shouted but no one heard. He looked out from behind the counter, afraid. These weren’t readers. They were a mob.
Trampled by a pack of animals, cows or horses. Wild west times had many stampedes where the animals would get out and trample through the towns and escape into the wilderness. When I think of stampedes, I think about the country and old western movies.
Kevin
It hit me like a stampede of light. not only hitting my skin, but my soul. Lighting up ll the dark parts of my life and proving to every last bit of me that this moment was worth it. This was it, finally I can say how proud I am to be a parent.
It was coming towards me. No, they were. The things were heavy footed and I couldn’t see what it was until the mass came over the hill. Still, I couldn’t quite make it out. I could make sort of guesses, of course, but until they were actually on top of me I didn’t know for sure. All I knew was that they were loud, heavy, and there were so many of them.
Patricia
stampede past the hour glass. without hesitation without thought thrust yourself into the jaws of the beast. claw passed tongue and cheek through the threshold of the king’s seat.
john
the elephants roared triumphantly through the forest. the stampede came like a tornado raging through the brush and leaving unrecognizable damage in its path
Alexa Gutierrez
The horse hooves hit the ground running, the dust ushers up clouds of remembrance of times long ago. The cheering deafens even the most hardy audience member; the most hardy audience members are waiting for it to pass to see what happens.
The stampede moved towards me, it’s echoing thunder ricocheting off the walls. The vibrations made my heart crash against my ribs. Suddenly, I felt them closer, the noises ringing inside my head. The stampede was outside the door, preparing to catapult through it. I held my breath, and prepared for the chaos to come.
Lauren Sampson
there was a stampede and it was huge and coming right at me and i didnt know what do do except stop it and fly into space about some crazy shit like if elvis was in that and ran me over i dont know what i would of done ya feel me bro it was like super supoer fucking crazy ya feel me dog. so
Bumbumbumbumyour gay
A stampede of people. Waiting.
Like elephants. Just like a rush of these animals storming in my direction, I am fearful.
I hate working in retail.
I really, really do.
Just like that scene in Jumanji.
Rebecca
The autumn leaves glistened with an opalescent glow as the twilight crept over the hillside. The wind had rustled its last leaves of the day. The squirrels had scurried to their nests, no more daylight by which to play. All was now quiet outside the cabin door. And she couldn’t be happier. Life in the city had definitely affected her. Daily stampedes rife with aimless human ambitions had trampled her thoughts of simply living. It seemed so counter-intuitive. And destructive. And pitiful. But here, in the glorious solitude of the forest, she could rediscover a truth she had known once before, a long time ago, but had somehow forgotten along the way. This is where she belonged. This is where she could put down roots.
A stampede of emotions roared through his mind like an open flood gate. His mind once sound terrorized now by these foreign thoughts. Feelings were for those who are able to use and understand them, not for those who tremble at the thought.
They rolled across the parking lot, blood in their eyes. By god, it was black friday, and it was their holy right to buy slightly less overpriced electronics.
Cory Leugemors
Elephants stampede through the huts of a village in Africa. Many casualties are had. They erected barriers to keep elephants out after the fiasco.
no
it was almost like a stampede, only with people, all rushing to their next class and paying no attention to the thin girl getting shoved all around. but then again, no one noticed her regardless, so why should today be any different?
That was all we needed to hear as we practically dove behind the registers, preparing for the absolute craziest sale mob we had seen in the past five years. With the economy finally picking up, everyone now seemed to have money for electronics. So I adjusted the collar of my polo shirt and nodded to my coworkers.
“Remember,” I murmured as the doors opened, “worst comes to worst, we get the helmets.”
“And the catapults?” one colleague asked, getting the joke.
“Especially the catapults,” I replied.
Belinda Roddie
A stampede is an overwhelming force, something that overcomes and leaves disaster in its wake. It does not determine who or what it tramples, it merely goes on.
It’s 4.30 p.m. The end of our working day. There is a stampede for the door as everyone is eager to leave this place and run off to do whatever they feel like doing. You can even feel the floor shaking sometimes. Everyone feels happy now.
Stapedes are very dangerous. They may hurt you very badly, they are a hurde of animals that have been upsetted and are charging after you. They may even kill you they are so
Stampede is a group of animals or people all going in one direction with a destructive nature when they pass an area. A stampede consists of many individuals all in a group with a similar intent of what they want, such as in a mall on a holiday, people are stampeding to make it to a sale and get the items they want first.
Mufasa got killed in a stampede leaving his baby cub alone in the cold world to figure out how he was going to survive. The stampede literally crushed him and killed him the same way he left his baby cub to feel.
“It was a stampede I tell you!” said my father. “A huge set of horse running at me.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes! All running toward me. I didn’t know what to do”
a completely amimalized term in my opinon. I definately think of an african safari and animals rushing accross the sahahra. However, it could be verb used to mentally stampede someones feelings
… And every human had enough; they all started running in a spectacular stampede of free thinkers. Free of themselves, fear was finally understood.
The earth rumbles beneath my feet. They’re coming.
The trees shakes, pebbles rattle around my feet like chains. I feel like I’m being held in place, watching them spill over the hilltop like a wave. A deadly wave. If I stay here, it will certainly hold me under until I drown.
Trampled to death. What a way to go.
This word reminds me of the Lion King because it was the scene where Simba’s father, mufasa died. the saddest part of the movie. Stampedes can be created by all types of animals but particuraly large and dagerous animals creating a dangerous envrionment for all other organisms in the way. Stampedes create a sense of fear in any oncoming orgamisms and can be harmful.
As soon as the bell rang a stampede of students ran our into the parking lot trying to leave before everyone else to ignore the horrid traffic.
Thousands of zebras running in the African savannah.
The bell rang and everyone flooded into the halls. it was second period and here came the stampede. everyone thinks that they are more important than everyone else, and that they have to get to class quicker. i mean most of us are going to the same class whats the point of that?
The school’s halls, so unnecessarily grand, were like the vast plains I used to stare at from my bedroom window. They made you feel small, unimportant, and blessed to have ever lain eyes on them. The cliques, be they of geeks or jocks, played the proverbial cattle as they stampeded towards their next destination, whatever, wherever that was.
It was similar, in an odd sort of way, to everything I’d been forced to leave behind. Everything was, really, in some small way.
Everything, and everyone, but her.
Stampede of stamped
Is like stopping to clamp
Ping!
…and the lamp is on the lam.
(sticking with spat).
Blind mess jerking
When bunk scuds
“whats that sound?” It is a deep thumping sound. It slowly gets louder and louder. The ground begins to shake. All of a sudden, from around the corner, comes a stampede of bulls.
The book. They all wanted it. It was destined for #1 on the New York Times Bestsellers list, and it would remain there for record time. Books fell off the stands, off the shelves, the poster ripped. “I’ve never seen such behavior in a place of books!” the bookstore assistant shouted but no one heard. He looked out from behind the counter, afraid. These weren’t readers. They were a mob.
Trampled by a pack of animals, cows or horses. Wild west times had many stampedes where the animals would get out and trample through the towns and escape into the wilderness. When I think of stampedes, I think about the country and old western movies.
It hit me like a stampede of light. not only hitting my skin, but my soul. Lighting up ll the dark parts of my life and proving to every last bit of me that this moment was worth it. This was it, finally I can say how proud I am to be a parent.
It was coming towards me. No, they were. The things were heavy footed and I couldn’t see what it was until the mass came over the hill. Still, I couldn’t quite make it out. I could make sort of guesses, of course, but until they were actually on top of me I didn’t know for sure. All I knew was that they were loud, heavy, and there were so many of them.
stampede past the hour glass. without hesitation without thought thrust yourself into the jaws of the beast. claw passed tongue and cheek through the threshold of the king’s seat.
the elephants roared triumphantly through the forest. the stampede came like a tornado raging through the brush and leaving unrecognizable damage in its path
The horse hooves hit the ground running, the dust ushers up clouds of remembrance of times long ago. The cheering deafens even the most hardy audience member; the most hardy audience members are waiting for it to pass to see what happens.
elephants running around in africa .
The stampede moved towards me, it’s echoing thunder ricocheting off the walls. The vibrations made my heart crash against my ribs. Suddenly, I felt them closer, the noises ringing inside my head. The stampede was outside the door, preparing to catapult through it. I held my breath, and prepared for the chaos to come.
there was a stampede and it was huge and coming right at me and i didnt know what do do except stop it and fly into space about some crazy shit like if elvis was in that and ran me over i dont know what i would of done ya feel me bro it was like super supoer fucking crazy ya feel me dog. so
A stampede of people. Waiting.
Like elephants. Just like a rush of these animals storming in my direction, I am fearful.
I hate working in retail.
I really, really do.
Just like that scene in Jumanji.
The autumn leaves glistened with an opalescent glow as the twilight crept over the hillside. The wind had rustled its last leaves of the day. The squirrels had scurried to their nests, no more daylight by which to play. All was now quiet outside the cabin door. And she couldn’t be happier. Life in the city had definitely affected her. Daily stampedes rife with aimless human ambitions had trampled her thoughts of simply living. It seemed so counter-intuitive. And destructive. And pitiful. But here, in the glorious solitude of the forest, she could rediscover a truth she had known once before, a long time ago, but had somehow forgotten along the way. This is where she belonged. This is where she could put down roots.
A stampede of emotions roared through his mind like an open flood gate. His mind once sound terrorized now by these foreign thoughts. Feelings were for those who are able to use and understand them, not for those who tremble at the thought.
stampede
all over my heart.
pity,
blue eyes, realize
no lies.
touch my chest
reach for my breast
it’s for the best
I’ve failed this test.
I waited too long.
Time was up.
I had no time to escape,
you.
I was walking. Then I stopped and looked up.
I saw you.
You were with her.
My breath got shorter and faster.
I was going to walk to you.
But I was frozen.
“Hey! I love–“
They rolled across the parking lot, blood in their eyes. By god, it was black friday, and it was their holy right to buy slightly less overpriced electronics.
Elephants stampede through the huts of a village in Africa. Many casualties are had. They erected barriers to keep elephants out after the fiasco.
it was almost like a stampede, only with people, all rushing to their next class and paying no attention to the thin girl getting shoved all around. but then again, no one noticed her regardless, so why should today be any different?
“STAMPEEEEEDE!”
That was all we needed to hear as we practically dove behind the registers, preparing for the absolute craziest sale mob we had seen in the past five years. With the economy finally picking up, everyone now seemed to have money for electronics. So I adjusted the collar of my polo shirt and nodded to my coworkers.
“Remember,” I murmured as the doors opened, “worst comes to worst, we get the helmets.”
“And the catapults?” one colleague asked, getting the joke.
“Especially the catapults,” I replied.
A stampede is an overwhelming force, something that overcomes and leaves disaster in its wake. It does not determine who or what it tramples, it merely goes on.
buffolo bufalo buffalo, They are beautiful buffalo and I would concede that a stampede is the most beautiful buffalo indeed.
He arrived at the arena, heart full of hope, a spark in his eye. The stampede always reminded him of a simpler, more primal time.
Complete and lead
my rampage
and stampede
Intrepid visions,
smoking weed
another mental bled
Step forward and fight me
temporally
Destroy and heed.