Kathy Colbert
Stories (10/0)
Ethan
My brother killed himself about nine years ago, when I was 17. he committed suicde, he had lost his mind two years before that event, he was only fourteen when he jumped into the rocky waters under the bridge we would play on. I didn't understand why he jumped or what caused him to, how could someone be so desperate to kill themselves in the blink of an eye without a second thought, I thought he was happy I thought he enjoyed his life, it’s all people talked about of how happy my brother, ethan was, he was baseball player, he loved art and maths, he liked to read and go out with his buddies, he was a good looking boy too, he could have any girl he wanted, what was making him so upset? He had everything. I wish I knew why he was so sad. The funeral was beautiful, he was laid in a white coffin, he had his baseball jersey and baseball cap laid on top of his coffin, his favourite song was played at the lunch, the funeral was very quiet, nobody really knew what to say, a lot of people said sorry to my parents but that didn’t help the pain they were in, Ethan really had no idea how much he meant to people the room was filled of people and they all cared about him, it’s a shame that he didn’t get to see his own funeral.
By Kathy Colbertabout a year ago in Fiction
Mudculber (bunker stories #3)
Brogan learns sign language Brogan’s hearing was damaged when he was six by a older kid who did band next door to when Brogan did dance, the kid thought it would be funny if he blew his trombone as loud as he could right in his ear, but after Brogan could see people laughing but it was very faint, he was so scared he started to cry, after that incident the kid was kicked out of the band and Brogan stopped dancing cause of his hearing loss, ever since the accident, my father had paid every single doctor to see if there was anyway to get his hearing back, repair the hearing nerves or at least stop the damage from going any farther into with his hearing loss, but there was nothing they could do to save his ability to hear. Ever since than, his hearing had been leaving slowly ever since, I was only an infant when his hearing got damaged, I have never talked to Brogan when his hearing was not damaged, I guess I should say, I’ve always had to raise my voice or shout for him to hear me. Brogan does feel bad that he never got to hear mine or Aiden’s voice, when we’re talking normally but there was nothing he could he do to change that. Besides our voices don’t change tone when it gets louder, but of crouse for him, he still feels bad. One day I heard a knock on the door, my father was in the warm shower and my brother was still sleeping peacefully in his bed since it was only 10:00 AM so I didn’t answer it. I then heard a familiar knock and than a little boy’s voice say. “Kat, let’s go, come on, baby girl!” I opened the door to see a boy who was five, the same age as me, his older brother, Cal and a pretty blonde haired girl probably 3 years older than me. The two boys I had known since I was young me and Aiden would play together as Cal and Brogan would hang out. Cal was a tall boy with dirty blonde curly hair with blue eyes, Aiden was average height with blonde curly hair and dark blue eyes, they were both in jeans, Cal had a grey T-shirt on showing his olive skinned smooth arms with is visible veins and the scar on the inside of his left elbow from a construction accident. Aiden had a red T-shirt on with a black sweater unzipped with the word “GAP” split in half from the zipper. The Girl had long healthy blonde hair and dark brown eyes, she was in tights and a long purple under amour Lind sleeve shirt, She looked at me with confusion in her gorgeous face. “Are you home alone?” She said in the sweetest voice I had ever heard. I shook my head and said. “My brother is sleeping and my father is in the shower.” she then looked inside. “Is this the Similar’s residence?” I nodded. She came down to my level. “Hi, my name is Jasper Camelot, I’m here to teach your family how to learn sign language because of your brother’s accident, do you remember what happened?” I nodded saying quietly. “Yeah, I remember, My family doesn’t like to talk about it though.” She smiled and nodded saying. “Okay, I’m sorry, can I come in?” I nodded letting her in as Aiden ran in and Cal called after him saying. “Aiden, at least try to be quiet!” Cal messed up my head. “Hey kitten!” He said making his way to the kitchen. Kat is a nickname
By Kathy Colbert2 years ago in Fiction
Mudculber (bunker story #2)
Getting frozen for 650 years In the middle of the night I felt my brother waking me up. I was only six so he was 12 and his hearing wasn’t the best. “Come on! Come on Kat, get up!” he said quietly but enough to wake me up and get me to hurry. He picked me up and went to our living room where my dad was buttoning up a shirt and had only time to grab his glasses then put contacts in. Brogan handed me to my father, who willingly took me.
By Kathy Colbert2 years ago in Fiction
Mudculber (bunker stories #1)
Mubculber Meeting Bruce Aiden's signature knock was heard on our steel door at the start of lunch. “AHHH!” my brother said, hearing the knocking. I giggled getting up to answer the door. “Hey Aiden!” I said letting him in. my brother said. “Hey Aiden! You knocking like that isn’t helping my hearing!” Aiden signed “sorry” knowing that my brother’s hearing was extremely bad at the age of 15. My father said, “Aiden, would you like to have Lunch with us?” Aiden said “No, my uncle made me eat before I came, but Thank you Mr. Similar.” my father said. “Oh, how is your family anyways?” My uncle is good, Scott is learning how to Crawl.`` My father was signing everything trying to keep my brother in the loop. “What about Cal?” my brother said happily. Calvin or Cal as he liked to go by was Aiden’s older brother by three years, Cal and Brogan both played the same sports, soccer, Baseball and badminton. Aiden smiled. “Good, and she said yes.” Brogan jumped up “whoo!” Aiden looked at me and my father. “Cal asked out his crush and she said yes.” then Aiden’s i-pod went off. “Hey, Mr. Similar, could Karissa come with me to Jasper’s house? She wants us to go play with her.” Mr. Similar nodded. “Call me if you need someone to come get you, baby.” I nodded and followed Aiden out the door.
By Kathy Colbert2 years ago in Fiction
Mudculber (bunker stories #1)
Meeting Bruce Aiden's signature knock was heard on our steel door at the start of lunch. “AHHH!” my brother said, hearing the knocking. I giggled getting up to answer the door. “Hey Aiden!” I said letting him in. my brother said. “Hey Aiden! You knocking like that isn’t helping my hearing!” Aiden signed “sorry” knowing that my brother’s hearing was extremely bad at the age of 15. My father said, “Aiden, would you like to have Lunch with us?” Aiden said “No, my uncle made me eat before I came, but Thank you Mr. Similar.” my father said. “Oh, how is your family anyways?” My uncle is good, Scott is learning how to Crawl.`` My father was signing everything trying to keep my brother in the loop. “What about Cal?” my brother said happily. Calvin or Cal as he liked to go by, was Aiden’s older brother by three years, Cal and Brogan both played the same sports, soccer, Baseball and badminton. Aiden smiled. “Good, and she said yes.” Brogan jumped up “whoo!” Aiden looked at me and my father. “Cal asked out his crush and she said yes.” then Aiden’s i-pod went off. “Hey, Mr. Similar, could Karissa come with me to Jasper’s house? She wants us to go play with her.” Mr. Similar nodded. “Call me if you need someone to come get you, baby.” I nodded and followed Aiden out the door.
By Kathy Colbert2 years ago in Fiction
girl in the basement
I sat laughing at a table with a beer in my hand and a man playing a guitar at the front. “You know Billy you haven’t lost any of that young soul of yours.” a man with long grey hair and a broom mustache said across from me. Another man said. “yup! 65 years old yet his soul is only 21.” I laughed and put my hand up to my chin feeling my bread. I then heard the door open and a pretty lady walk in. a song started to play and the girl said. “Come with me I want to dance.” I laughed and danced with her. I heard a loud sound and then felt a huge pain in my torso I looked down and saw blood gushing out of my stomach. The lady had shot me. “Give me all your cash!” She said pointing the gun at the cashier. I managed to say “stop!” but she turned back and shot me in the face.
By Kathy Colbert2 years ago in Criminal
any idea
I walked down the corridor in my school on the ground floor, I looked up from the ground to see Gina Hall. Gina has been my best friend since we were three, she has brown hair with big curls, dark brown eyes that almost look black and olive skin. I have blonde straight hair and light caramel eyes. She stops me and says “Hey, Hayley!” I wave my hand. With my heart racing. Gina loves me, she always says she couldn’t have asked for a better friend and that we tell each other everything.
By Kathy Colbert2 years ago in Marriage
the white haired killer
I sat in the back seat of my dad’s van playing on my phone, it was 2009 so it was a flip phone so I was pretty bored after playing solitaire for thirty five minutes. My dad said. “How are you doing back there Maxine?” I replied. “Call me max, my friends call me that and so does mom, your the only one who calls me that, and it smells like shit back here.”
By Kathy Colbert3 years ago in Horror
The Red beanie
THE RED BEANIE I sat in the bay window drawing on the glass. "you should go outside Caleb." I looked at my mother in her wheelchair with her legs missing. "Blake always loved when it was winter, Sarah did too, not as much as Blake but she knew Basketball season was coming." my mom rolled herself over. "we live in Canada, they had to get used to the weather, one way or another, unlike you who was born here." I looked out the window to see the snow on the basketball net in our drive way, at this time my brother would have gotten his hockey nets out, but the nets and his hockey bag stayed in the garage untouched for four years. his hockey bag had to have been a village of spiders by now. "it's kind of ironic don't you think? Blake and Sarah dying in a fire when they loved the winter so much." I heard my mom say, I replied. "not to mention Dad literally lost his shit after the accident." My mom rolled her eyes and said. "he couldn't understand what was going on, Blake and Sarah were two thirds of his world." I looked out the window, staring at the snow falling. my mom left rolling herself out of my room. Four years ago Blake and Sarah went to a hockey game with me and my family, after the game we were going home but the arena caught on fire and it spread quickly, like someone had poured gasoline everywhere, my family ran for an exit but we all got split up, I was split up from my father, mother and Blake.
By Kathy Colbert3 years ago in Fiction
Mudculber
Mudculber When I was five I was pushed into a door with a endless flight of stairs, my father picked me up as I cried for my mother who had been split up from us. I was too young to understand what was going on, but the screams and cries and all the violence was enough for me to understand that whatever was happening wasn’t good. My father dropped me off in a stainless steel room, my older brother was there, he was only ten going on eleven at the time. “where’s mum?” he asked my dad. He signed to my brother something since he was hearing impaired. “GO!” he yelled to my dad and with that he sprinted out of the room. “Daddy!” I yelled as he ran out. My brother said. “Karissa! stop!” I looked at my brother and he came down to my level. “He’s coming back, he just has to go get mum.” when he came back he was shoved into our room. He screamed. “you can’t just kill her!” a guard who was named Thomas Dickson looked back and said. “she’s already dead. There’s no cure for that strain of Mudculber.”
By Kathy Colbert3 years ago in Families