Kiara Grace Koeller

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“A not so Typical Day on the Scorched Planet ” by Kiara Grace Koeller

Monday, July 20th, 4032  A soft flake, dancing in the breeze, lands on the scorched planet, only to be disintegrated by the warm touch of Venus’s surface. Suddenly, more begin to fall, filling the burning atmosphere with cool droplets of something unfamiliar. A massacre of this peculiar precipitation melts into the ground, sizzling as they, in seconds, evaporate.  Ever since you were yo...

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“The Lightbulb is Sometimes Dim ” by Kiara Grace Koeller

I force myself into a deep calm where I can let my thoughts linger in the silence of the moment. I hear the soft purr of my calico cat that sits on my lap and sprinkles my leggings with tufts of fur. After my mind is clear I grip onto a sense of character. Her lips are a cherry red and her hair is a dirty blond with streaks of pure gold. Moreover, her eyes are a listless number of adjectives, but none do justice to her ...

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“The Boy Who Changed The World ” by Kiara Grace Koeller

Darkness cascaded around the boy’s body, casting a shadow onto the ground. The boy's dark skin matched the color spectrum of the sky and made the boy practically invisible in the midnight air. The boy sat next to a tall oak tree and let the bark of the oak support his small body. The tree was at the edge of the town where no one ever acknowledged it, let alone sit by it. To the boy, the tree was glorious because it was an outcast, just like himself. Just like the leaves of the towering oak, the village was changing...

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“My First Day at My New School in my New Shirt ” by Kiara Grace Koeller

I rubbed my eyes at the break of day, letting the sun sting my unadjusted eyes. Once my vision cleared I slowly crawled out of the thick blanket that provided warmth for me during the chilly night. Mama had laid out my nice plaid button down shirt and bow tie with black dress pants to slip on for my first day at my new school. The clothes were neatly folded and draped over my dresser. My dresser also has a faded picture of my friends and I on our first day of Kindergarten. I sure do miss all my friends from my other school, but Mama said...

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“At the End of the Rainbow ” by Kiara Grace Koeller

“Goodbye,” I whisper as I slowly and reluctantly, loosen my grasp on her stiff body.  I can see tears fighting to push past her eyes but she holds them in tight, but I can see the pain in her face, like she is holding back the whole ocean.  “Goodbye,” she sniffles back.  I feel like a knife has punctured my heart when I hear the agony that is consuming her voice. I too, can feel the ache crawling up my esophagus and rotting in my mouth. A thousand words could not sum up the tormenting voice in my mind,...

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Author bio

Writing isn't my hobby and it's not just something I like to do. Writing is my passion. It takes me to an alternate universe where my dreams become reality. "A writer, I think, is someone who pays attention to the world." -Susan Sontag