Katelyn Akkerman

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

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“Beauty in the Mundane” by Katelyn Akkerman

The elevator shifted slightly as I hopped in, pulling the hand truck closely behind me. I gave a nod and a small smile to the woman I had to nestle in closely to to make room for the others. It was a cramped space and I couldn’t blame everyone for looking a bit grumpy having to use this day in and day out.  I watched the numbers above the door light up, one after another, as we climbed the building. After...

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“Vessel of Grey Clouds and Present Lives” by Katelyn Akkerman

Trigger warning: Serious illness of a loved one.Grief is a powerful, unforgiving state that demands to be felt. It holds onto you and doesn’t let go until you’ve spiraled into every emotion imaginable. Even when you believe you’ve overcome it, it remains lingering, striking in the least expected, most vulnerable moments. The only thing worse than grief itself is the present moment when it hasn’t consumed you yet, but it’s in the shadows, waiting for the inevitable, and there’s nothing y...

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“Remnants of Burgundy Red” by Katelyn Akkerman

“Almost .. there …” Charlotte thought as she balanced on the tips of her toes, arms stretched above her head, carefully placing a box on the top shelf of her closet. Falling back onto the soles of her feet, Charlotte huffed and tucked a few loose strands of hair back behind her ear. “Alright,” Charlotte spoke aloud, “It’s time to take a break.”Charlotte sat down cross legged on the floor and looked around her new room. She scrunched up her nose at the cream colored walls. Those would need ...

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“Pleading In Darkness ” by Katelyn Akkerman

The silence was deafening. Usually I preferred quiet, but this was unbearable. My eyes wouldn’t focus in the darkness. This caused a slight panic when I started to make out a faint noise in the background, completely drowned out in the fog. Someone whimpered. The noise someone makes when desperately trying to hold back from sobbing.“Riley …”I strained. My name was barely audible, but someone was trying to get my attention. My heart was racing, and I could start to make out an outline of a figure, sitting down with their head...

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Author bio

School psychologist with a passion for reading and writing. Aspiring fictional author with a love for all things mystery and thriller.