Kelly Mendoza
Bio
As a newly single mother of 2, I've found myself with extra time on my hands . Whether it's fantasy or paranormal , reading and writing has always been an escape for me.
Stories (33/0)
Earth Elemental
Kendal followed behind Sean along with the rest of the group, Gordan walking at her side. He’d been silent on the car ride and she was still too freaked out and confused herself to attempt conversation. The group had gone back to the bar and piled into their cars. She’d ridden with Gordan because he’d gotten her into this but also because no one else had offered. They’d taken a zig-zag route through downtown and then had taken the highway for about forty minutes into a city she didn’t recognize. They’d parked in an underground garage in the business district and walked the rest of the way. Although Gordan occasionally looked over his shoulder, the rest of the group didn't seem concerned that anyone was following them.
By Kelly Mendoza3 years ago in Fiction
First last love
The old barn had stood abandoned on the edge of the property for as long as he could remember. It had never been used as far as he could tell. He didn’t even know why he stood inside it now, except he couldn’t stand another second inside that house.
By Kelly Mendoza3 years ago in Fiction
Purple Pig Lessons
My favorite childhood bedtime story is also a childhood memory. As the youngest of five kids growing up on a farm in upstate New York, there wasn’t a lot of room so my sisters and I had to share a bed room. At night, when we were trying to wind down for bed, we would beg my older sister to tell us a story. She created a wonderful fantasy so engaging that it usually had the opposite effect. We would stay awake for hours while she told us a story, each night adding new parts to keep us entertained.
By Kelly Mendoza3 years ago in Motivation
Journal of a Frost Survivor
September 17th, 2038 Today, we should be arriving home. I’ve been away too long, but summer storms and strange weather has kept my ship on the other side of the world. After two years at sea, I have made a name for myself and no one doubts my abilities as captain anymore. I know at first, people questioned whether a woman would be able to handle the rigors of leading a group of men on a ship but after the sun flares which wiped out technology nearly ten years ago, there was no work for me in our small village on the coast. I had always been drawn to travel so together with my father, a former engineer, we built my ship, La Lorena, and I hired a group of local men to set sail for goods across the water. Now I’m returning, successful and hoping my family will be proud.
By Kelly Mendoza3 years ago in Fiction