Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Joined October 2020

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Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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The Hearts Hurricane
She waited. Not unlike the many times she had waited before. Promise after promise fell into disappointment, and each disappointment penetrated her mind, like the thorns on a beautiful red rose.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
The Day The Devil Died
She smelled him as he entered the room. The stale scent of old tobacco, sweat and motor oil. As he approached, she noticed the whites of his eyes were as yellow as his fingertips.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Circus Happiness
She walked the line, like an experienced tightrope acrobat, as if her life depended on it. Because it did. To everyone else, he was charming and generous. No one would believe her, even if she trusted someone enough to tell.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Family Man?
The family farm held secrets, no-one wanted to get out. Grandma swept them, underneath the rug, in the middle of the house.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
The Night He Lost His Head
She had been single for years. Rumor was, she could be a little aggressive. It would take the right man to tame her ways. They met in the woods, both out searching for companionship.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
I Don't Need A Priest
This is to the spirits living in my house. I've grown accustomed to the noises you make. To the doors opening and closing, and the room temperatures changing.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Life, Recycled
She didn't have a name. Not formally. When she was mentioned at all, it was in reference to, or regarding. But never directly.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
You Just Never Know
New to the neighborhood, Carter's mom insisted he go aid the kindly old man out on his lawn, struggling to start his push mower.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
The Power Of Poetry
She craved the fire in his soul he fed her flames in verse Their flesh combined made her feel whole abolishing loves curse Desire dances on the breeze passion fuels the fire it stirs His love for her, displayed with ease as past and present blurs A lifelong bond of blood and tears broken by loves true kiss Erasing both doubt and fear into a world of bliss
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Reality Or Flashback
Summer break, road trip - I stop for snacks at a rural station. Noticing an old man, pumping gas, looking harmless, I ignored my own rules. Don’t interact with strangers.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
More than Walls
She called for help, somehow, he knew it He texted; I know what you've done. She answered, they'll be here in a minute He laughed saying, we're just having fun.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
The Strange Disappearance of Aubrey Peace
She chased the perp into an old, abandoned house. Her flashlight revealed an outline of a figure standing in front of her. "Hands up," she warned, "don't take another step."
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction