KB How many times did you feel it?

I decided to devote my life to telling the story of our suffering because I felt that having survived I owe something to the martyrs.

They trade tips, like, if you feel like eating something, clean a toilet or the litter box. The feeling will pass.

I felt sad.

I was in shock.

Dania felt the pressure.

And that's how I've discovered that if I feel what is in the story in one story then I come the closest, I think, to knowing what compassion is, to feeling that compassion.

She was maybe eight feet tall and looked like she could beat me up with one hand, but instead she just nodded at me and said, Hey, I really felt that. Thanks.

Layla felt her baby kicking.

Layla felt abandoned.

I felt sick and began vomiting.

As I watched the wind's choreography unfold, I felt sheltered and, at the same time, connected to limitless sky.

I felt empty and full, hot and cold, euphoric and depressed because the brain is the world's first fully functional quantum computer it can occupy multiple states at the same time.

I felt sorry for the boy.

I felt as if my life had been shortened.

If you get sleepy, just tell me.

I felt as if a cold hand was touching me.

Layla felt loved.

I can't describe how it felt!

I felt a difference in quality.

And just like a balloon with the last bit of air, just, just right out of the balloon, I just felt my energy lift and just I felt my spirit surrender.

When I was a prisoner I thought I would never see them again. I was so happy.

KB You did feel that? What did you feel?

I felt I was not talented at anything.

I felt a light touch on my shoulder.

I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket.

You must have been scared.

After I slapped Layla, I felt terrible.

She felt better but then later she started vomiting.

I said, What? I was in a very big shock.

I felt I was not alive anymore.

I was bored of sitting between four walls.

Layla felt completely trapped.

I went to the hospital and two days later, I felt better.

Everything was new and I felt weak.

I felt like I had been pieced back together

Oh! I felt euphoria euphoria. It was beautiful.

I felt, yes, in certain ways, free.

But when I did call, I was pleasantly surprised.

I felt compelled to do something, so I painted him.

Subzero Blue from Tunisia visits the Aquarium in Carthage and writes I was expecting a really cool aquarium, but I was somewhat let down, as it turned out to be pretty mediocre.

Because I wasn't exactly sure how I felt about that question.

I felt my passion, heart and soul, had left my body.

It felt like nothing. It has to feel like nothing.

For the first time, I had the feeling that everything could end.