Kayla Kobi
Bio
I have always found joy in creative writing, I look forward to sharing my stories with you
Stories (3/0)
Lost Memories
My head was pounding and I felt as if I'd been hit by a freight train. I was disoriented and I wasn't particularly sure where I was. I looked around and realized that I had been sleeping on my buddy Mark's pool table in his basement. As I looked around the room there were people passed out all over the room. It smelled of whiskey and stale beer combined with the revolting smell of vomit. How did I get here? I thought to myself as I climbed off the pool table and rushed to the bathroom, barely making it before I puked.
By Kayla Kobi2 years ago in Proof
The Strange Occurrence
My morning routine was the same as it always was. I chatted with my grandparents over coffee and breakfast, helped grandpa feed the horses and then got dressed and ready for work. My grandmother owned a clothing store in our small farm town and I had been tagging along to help at the store for as long as I could remember.
By Kayla Kobi2 years ago in Humans
The long way home
The wind blew strong, howling through the darkness. The rain stung my face like a thousand angry bees. Walking blind, all I could do was wait for the lightening to flash across the dark sky giving me a short glimpse of the path in front of me. The thunder rumbling over the hills and through the trees so loud, I'd jump at every clash.
By Kayla Kobi2 years ago in Fiction