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Katie
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...writing extra 10 points? I'm writing a story and whenever she touches her boyfriend's hand, she remembers everything and i need another way to say that line ^.... thanks for your help 
what's another way to say pictures were flashing rapidly at me? its for a story i'm...
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BELLE
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Memories shot before my eyes like the rapid fire from a machine gun.
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Imediately, images of all the times we spent together flashed before my eyes.
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Memories flashed before me. Pictures that would never be faded by time blinded my eyes.
Hope this helps and good luck with your story!
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Imediately, images of all the times we spent together flashed before my eyes.
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Memories flashed before me. Pictures that would never be faded by time blinded my eyes.
Hope this helps and good luck with your story!
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clarkie
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Images streamed through my mind, coming and going too quickly to grasp
Sights and sounds flashed through my head and lightening speed, a whir of colors and noise.
Sights to horrible to recount flew through my head, a neverending stream of color.
Images danced in front of me, changing rapidly, and I was unable to look away. There was my neice, giggling in front of me. In an instant she was gone, replaced by a memory: Sandra and I were dancing, laughing and swinging in circles. That image flickered to the next, my son walking towards the school on his first day. The pictures continued, forcing me to relive the highlights of my life. But now all was lost.
The moment I saw him, the memories returned. Images arose in front of my, clouding my vision. I saw henry at the baseball diamond, george at the beach, lilly proudly handing me her macoroni art, and Jennifer splashing in the pool. Suddenly, however, my recollections turned darker. I was forced to watch as my memories were corrupted. There was jenny in the pool, but suddenly she was screaming instead of laughing, sinking in the water. I couldn't move, couldn't speak, and I watched helplessly as she struggled. This was wrong, this wasn't how it had gone that day. This wasn't my memory, it wasn't real. The picture changed...Henry was batting, but the ball wasn't flying towards the bat...it was speeding towards his face. I wanted to scream at him to duck, and I opened my mouth, but no noise came out.
Something like that. Lol, sorry, I got a little carried away on that last one. I think you get the idea.
Sights and sounds flashed through my head and lightening speed, a whir of colors and noise.
Sights to horrible to recount flew through my head, a neverending stream of color.
Images danced in front of me, changing rapidly, and I was unable to look away. There was my neice, giggling in front of me. In an instant she was gone, replaced by a memory: Sandra and I were dancing, laughing and swinging in circles. That image flickered to the next, my son walking towards the school on his first day. The pictures continued, forcing me to relive the highlights of my life. But now all was lost.
The moment I saw him, the memories returned. Images arose in front of my, clouding my vision. I saw henry at the baseball diamond, george at the beach, lilly proudly handing me her macoroni art, and Jennifer splashing in the pool. Suddenly, however, my recollections turned darker. I was forced to watch as my memories were corrupted. There was jenny in the pool, but suddenly she was screaming instead of laughing, sinking in the water. I couldn't move, couldn't speak, and I watched helplessly as she struggled. This was wrong, this wasn't how it had gone that day. This wasn't my memory, it wasn't real. The picture changed...Henry was batting, but the ball wasn't flying towards the bat...it was speeding towards his face. I wanted to scream at him to duck, and I opened my mouth, but no noise came out.
Something like that. Lol, sorry, I got a little carried away on that last one. I think you get the idea.
Couldn't you just say something like, "Whenever I touched him, I remembered everything." And then list specific examples. Something like:
When I touched him, I remembered everything. I remembered that evening on the back porch when the sun was setting, and the trees were orange, and he first told me he loved me. I remember the last time we went fishing, when he caught a huge fish but the line broke before he could reel it in.
Something like that--but don't use this example. That would be plagarism and my example is pretty cliche anyway.
When I touched him, I remembered everything. I remembered that evening on the back porch when the sun was setting, and the trees were orange, and he first told me he loved me. I remember the last time we went fishing, when he caught a huge fish but the line broke before he could reel it in.
Something like that--but don't use this example. That would be plagarism and my example is pretty cliche anyway.
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Kelsey
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montage of____, flooded with images, bombarded with memories.
Kathleen Alison
New member
Oh my God! Pictures are flashing rapidly at me
Lizzy Thin
New member
My senses were pierced with a sequence of blinding light followed by glimpses of a past --hidden /mislaid/forgotten.