Kelsey Franklin

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Hidden Truth” by Kelsey Franklin

The truck skidded to a stop, as I threw the door open. I sprang out of the seat in a second swiftly walking off. I could feel the sweat starting to pick up on my neck. I could feel the fear in my gut. "And where are you going?" Cole demanded. I swung my head around looked him straight in the eyes and growled "Anywhere that isn't here" three months earlier In the corner of my room hunched in a ball crying is my normal Friday night. I hate parents and how I have to be the perfect daughter. Instead of hanging with friends, I study still...

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“The Hidden Truth (Different Ending)” by Kelsey Franklin

The truck skidded to a stop, as I threw the door open. I sprang out of the seat in a second swiftly walking off. I could feel the sweat starting to pick up on my neck. I could feel the fear in my gut. "And where are you going?" Cole demanded. I swung my head around looked him straight in the eyes and growled "Anywhere that isn't here" three months earlier In the corner of my room hunched in a ball crying is my normal Friday night. I hate parents and how I have to be the perfect daughter. Instead of hanging with friends, I study still...

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“The weekend with Darby the Barbie” by Kelsey Franklin

Submitted to Contest #67

“Hurry, Tim, hurry! We won’t make the plane if you don’t run!” Darby is yelling at the top of her lungs running through the maze of others. She drags along her pink fluffy suitcase behind her. Darby slides up to the counter and yanks her passport out of her bag. She hisses at the service worker, “Here, take it why don’t you.” Darby swishes her hair to the side as Tim is huffing and puffing behind her. She gives him an eye and a grumbled sigh as he reaches in his bag for his passport. He hands it in, and she grabs his hand, smiles at the woma...

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“End without Flaws” by Kelsey Franklin

Submitted to Contest #67

I should have never listened to Jim, my husband. I always liked our little cottage, just enough room for the two of us, the little fireplace crackling night after night. Watching movies together in our chairs, the warmth surrounding us. Enjoying every moment together peacefully until the night we moved houses. Packing the final memories in a box is tough. All the memories being stashed in 4 by 4 boxes and loaded for good will. Jim says he wants to get rid of every last thing and start a new life together. Today is the day, it's final when w...

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Author bio

I am a sophomore in high school 16 years old Has one younger brother Varsity cross country runner basketball cheerleader all A student