Nicole Keefe
Bio
Part time artist, writer, and hobbiest who isn't afraid to learn and step out of comfort zones.
Stories (14/0)
Deployed Journal
6 Dec I’ve never been this scared in my life- even when I first joined the military. The fear came from something absolutely unexpected though. Out of all things, during a plane ride we hit major turbulence. Now, I’ve hit turbulence multiple times during my million of plane rides, but this one was different. For about 10 seconds, while the heads of all the passengers were bobbing up and down like buoys on a wave and gasps came from multiple people, I felt calm. Feeling calm in a second of panic is always frightening, it’s like feeling silence during a storm, knowing that something is lacking. I couldn’t even help it, and it wasn’t until after it was over that I realized what I was feeling. My mind was completely blank- it's like I blacked out- and when the plane came back into smooth sailing, it was then that I felt scared. Scared that I was completely calm, scared that I accepted whatever would’ve happened and scared that I absolutely accepted a possible final fate. As I was thinking about it, I realized that maybe it was the fact that I visited every family member before I left, and said “goodbye, see ya later” to all of them- because that would’ve been my final wish anyways. Was it because I was on the other side of the world and felt so disconnected and (literally) distant from everyone? Was it because I was in a “fight or flight” mode and only realized it until after? I think all of my emotions about leaving my family were surfacing. I’m not sure, and nor do I ever think that I will ever know, but coming to consciousness after that blank moment was the scariest moment of my life.
By Nicole Keefe2 months ago in Serve
Why Are We Not Disturbed by the Disturbing?
I remember my first fascination with criminal psyche when Criminal Minds first came out in the early 2000s. My Mom and I used to watch early seasons of NCIS and CSI Miami (until she stopped watching them when they got "too gory" for her and switched to more tame shows like "Blue Bloods"). Mark Caruso was a character that was frequently imitated by my family members in my elementary days, and I even told my parents I wanted to get into forensic science. Well, that dream was abruptly shattered when I failed chemistry in high school. Nonetheless, I still have a fascination for the macabre. But why?
By Nicole Keefe3 months ago in Criminal
'Smile': The Movie That is Scared of Mental Health
Besides the repeat "twists", miniscule plot holes, occasional bad acting, and anticlimactic jump scares, "Smile" was supposed to be a movie about the masks of trauma. Instead, the movie describes mental health with little consideration and sensitivity.
By Nicole Keefe4 months ago in Horror
Surroundings
I have not been diagnosed with epilepsy, hypofocus, or a learning disability. However, if anyone with those above listed are here now, I feel for them. I do believe that I have (undiagnosed) ADHD, and as I sit here in the airport at 3:56am, I have only proven myself correct. And I will tell you why: there are 48 screens visible in my eyeline. Forty eight. And all I did was look up without turning my head.
By Nicole Keefe4 months ago in Journal
My Letter to John
Before I deployed for the first time, I was able to research my paternal grandfather’s history. I was able to get in contact with his last living troop from his Company that fought beside him in WWII. Unfortunately, I was never able to meet my Grandfather because he passed away in 1992, two years before I was born. Everyone else in the Company has passed away, except for one: John.
By Nicole Keefe9 months ago in Humans
