Katie Harder
Bio
I'm an aspiring poet and short story/novella author. I enjoy the Office and being outdoors with my two beautiful pups, Sauci and Mia. I'm 17 years young, and love to read and write!
Stories (7/0)
Tanner and Zack, the Unstoppables
One boy prefers organization and planning to perfection. On the other hand, one prefers just jumping in guns blazing, getting what he needs, and hauling ass to the nearest safe spot. Tanner and Zack have been best friends, practically brothers, for forever and are the leading two hackers at Glendale High. They can get you anything you need, from anywhere or anyone. All they request is the proper information to receive passing grades on homework, quizzes, and tests. You know, normal high school stuff. Occasionally, they will ask for a 200 dollar equipment fee and/or shipping and handling costs if the item is especially tricky to get a hold of.
By Katie Harder6 years ago in Humans
The Trees of Grand Lake, Colorado
The trees reaching, their leaves like hands, branches like fingers; fingers trying to grasp the last of the sunshine's rays before he slowly dips over the horizon, not to be seen by these trees again until the crack of dawn. The calm water a dark orange, smiles and sends small waves to the shore; the trees not only soak up the water, but also the smile. You see, they've been dying by the thousands recently because of beetles, digging their way up, underneath the beloved bark, and stealing the trees' life force. The trees, old and young, wise and not, could use a little happiness and maybe even a little help. Though old, they make mistakes. Mistakes not to be taken lightly to the naked eye.
By Katie Harder6 years ago in Poets
Remember.
Remember: We remember certain things because details stick out to us, and that's why we remember it. When someone is high, they usually don't remember too much, but that is because everything stands out. Everything is so interesting, we can never focus on one single thing. Memories are made up of what we think we saw, and as time goes on, our minds start to undo a little bit. Faces contort, so that's no longer the Jenny you remember. Places get mixed up in your head: was the game at Anderson or Hayler field? When people start to forget small everyday tasks that they've been doing for twenty years or more, then this theory starts to kick in. Have you ever been able to remember only one trait about someone? Like their eyes, or their hair color, or what they were wearing? That's what you noticed most about said person, and that is why you only remember a certain trait.
By Katie Harder6 years ago in Poets
