Kelly Brackett
Bio
It has always been my passion to share stories with people. I am building my online presence and opening myself up to other platforms to write for. As an author, I do my best to learn and grow to give my readers the best possible content.
Stories (30/0)
The Last Anomalii
Darkness. All around her, all she could sense was darkness. This threw her head into despair, and fear clogged her throat. She wanted to cry out, to scream, but her throat felt dry, scratchy even. Then she noticed something; an aroma she knew, something salty. Pain wracked her body from the tips of her toes to her head, so she tried to reach out in the darkness to touch it, only to feel her fingertips twitch in the fine grain beneath them. She was positive she would never forget it for the rest of her days; she considered again.
By Kelly Brackettabout a year ago in Humans
The Upcoming Donna: Liliana
I shifted as I sat up, feeling the soft-white silk covers under me slide against my skin. My eyes opened to the glaring sun and my hand grasped the butt of my gun under her pillow. Something woke me from my slumber; a sound in the room I did not expect, but a glance around told me nothing was there. This did not ease my tension, and I shifted again, the blankets falling away to reveal tattooed, tanned, naked flesh.
By Kelly Brackettabout a year ago in Humans
Her Empyrean Majesty
~~~~????~~~~ The gushing sound of wind in my ears did nothing to ease the drowsiness I felt. I was certain death would meet me at the end of this fall, and I would never know the truth. What happened to me? I wanted to know, yet I could sense the ground’s approach and my demise grew nearer. A red swath of fabric concealed my vision, but I shut my eyes anyway, accepting the death I knew would come. One could not fall from the sky and survive.
By Kelly Brackettabout a year ago in Fiction
Haphepobia
Haphephobia. A big word for something most people would consider a small issue. But to me, it is a lot more than that. According to a lot of people, I am faking it, it is not real, it does not make sense. But considering my past, this fear makes sense to me. Haphephobia is very real and can be debilitating, especially since the only successful cure is exposure therapy. It is the fear of physical touch. No matter how often I visit the therapist or attempt to get closer with people, I still cannot seem to overcome my natural instinct to pull away.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Humans
Average Days
It was an average day, of an average week, of an average month, of yet another average year. I went to my job day in and day out, eyes forward, mouth set to a firm line. I had to be completely focused if I ever wanted to accomplish anything with my dreams. I could, after all, sleep when I died. So, on this average day, I continued to work hard, focused on my laptop in front of me. My fingers flew across the keyboard, filling in yet another financial report when one of my coworkers approached me. It was not often I talked back.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Horror
A Trip II
There was something to be said for Gus’s kindness. The hotel he took me to was just like the town it resided in, quaint and adorable. Now that I had a room for the next few nights, I turned to look at Gus, who followed me into the hotel. He mentioned previously that if I wanted to take pictures, he would show me a few local places that would look pretty in a photo. It was approaching sunset and I knew, from experience that some places looked extremely beautiful at that time of day. If I wanted to take some awesome pictures, now would be a good time to ask about it.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Humans
A Trip
I had always hoped that life would be easy for me. In fact, most people think it is since my family is well off. But the truth is, even with access to all of their wealth, it does not make me happy. Being the heiress to a large conglomerate comes with its own sort of responsibilities which have left me feeling tired of the life I lead. More than anything, I want to experience what it is like to not have their wealth, their access to the world. And so, as a result of this desire, I set out on a journey on my own, with nothing but four thousand dollars and my car.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Wander
My Past
I was seventeen years old when my grandfather passed away. When I was little, he was my superhero, so I followed him around where ever he went, I was not too far behind. I did not much care for the rest of my family, however, and spent a majority of my childhood arguing with them. When he passed away, I lost the foundation for everything I had. But I was not the only one. My grandmother suffered as a result of this too, having spent almost fifty years of her life by his side. It was a very dark time for my family.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Families
Happy Birthday
Today is the day! I thought with a bright smile as I looked at my parents’ house. I am finally going to be twenty years old! Feeling someone’s eyes on me, I turned to look around the neighborhood but did not see anything. The only thing in the neighborhood around my parents’ house was a van parked at the neighbor’s house, a couple walking their dog, and a woman jogging, no one paying any attention to me. Confused and sure of what I felt I shook my head before turning back to walk up the steps of the home I grew up in.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Families
I Almost Love You
For the most part, I spent my days studying and focusing on school. There was one girl that caught my attention that seemed to be different from the others. Her name was Katherine and she seemed just as focused on her studies as I was. The only reason I became introduced to her was that she was the little sister of one of my older buddies, Zach. It was Sunday as I stared down at the school work on my desk. Adjusting the frames of my glasses, I refocused my attention on my work and attempted to complete what I could.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Humans
A Small Reunion
It had been twenty-four years since she had last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. It was the middle of the day, the sun glaring down on her brown hair and pale skin from overhead, the hot summer sun reminding her of the reason she came back. Clarissa had worked hard to avoid any and everyone she went to high school with, but now, here she was, standing right outside the high school gym. Now, she was a different person, though back then she was not. It had taken some time, and a lot of growing, to become who she was now.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Humans
Lakeside
Watching the sunrise from the cabin together had become their favorite pastime. Kaiden and Stacy Davis had moved into this cabin to spend their last few years together since their children were grown. She still seemed to carry that flame of youth despite the fact that they were in their fifties. Kaiden watched as she moved around the living room of their cabin, dusting and cleaning here and there. They had been together for thirty-five years, having first met in high school. Of course, she had hated him back then.
By Kelly Brackett3 years ago in Humans