Katherine Stevens

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2019

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Prison That is Panic” by Katherine Stevens

My breath comes fast and heavy, sobs rack my chest, and tears stream down my face to a point where I can’t even see my phone screen. I try to breathe but can’t. I try to calm down but can’t. I am on the verge of succumbing to the darkness clouding the edges of my vision when I realize what I need to do. I dial her number from memory, and she picks up on the first ring.

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“Three Years Ago to the Day” by Katherine Stevens

‘At least I’ll have a nice view as I die’, that was my first thought as I stood here, three years ago to the day, looking up at the stars. I remember it was a warm August night, I had just moved here that day from Mexico, and I was to start my sophomore year at the local high school in a week’s time. Three years later and tomorrow I am to move to the east coast to start college in a week, the irony does not escape me. I open the music app on my phone and click on the same song I ha...

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“A Pocket Full of Stars” by Katherine Stevens

“Where were you yesterday? I didn’t see you Zeke,” I put on a fake pout and he laughs. The moonlight shines off his ebony hair and it almost look like he has a halo.“I had business to attend to,” he winks at me with his piercing amber eyes from across the street that separates our homes. I sigh. “What wrong my little one?” he asks.“I wish I could go with you when you travel.”“My dear little Juno. One day you shall. Unti...

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“Bella Noche” by Katherine Stevens

March 12th, 2019 I’m bored; it’s three in the morning and my family lay sound asleep in their beds. I don’t remember when sleeping got to be so hard. I don’t remember when the dark started seeming like a friend. I relish daybreak in a completely new way since it became so hard to fall asleep. I am a restless soul; I need to move. Being confined to my room each night when I could be out in the moonlight is its own kind of torture. I’ve been having...

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“The Reality of Truth” by Katherine Stevens

The first thing I noticed when she walked in were the bruises. Black and blue, fading to purple and tinged with green at the edges. I felt my heart surge and the beast that I had so painstakingly hidden awoke. “Who?” “Don’t worry. I’m fine,” her soothing voice does nothing to douse the fire raging in my chest. “Who?” I ask my voice a wall of steel. I stare her down and when she looks up at me, I feel my heart break. Her beautiful blue eyes, blended with green and gray, glisten with unshed tears. “You’re too young to ...

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Author bio

I was born in the US, but raised and am currently living in Mexico. I love writing and I write everything from songs to stories to poems. I hope you enjoy my stories.