Kate Ketmayura

Joined November 2024

7 stories

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High school student, passion for writing, and a little nervous to be publishing!

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Sugarcoat
Numb. My leg’s shaking as I look at my phone screen, all sleepy thoughts seized from my brain. One singular thought repeats in my mind, playing over and over again.
By Kate Ketmayura10 months ago in Confessions
Judged
Your hair's too long. Your hair's too short. You're too fat. You're too skinny. You focus too much on your looks. You should focus more on your appearance.
By Kate Ketmayuraabout a year ago in Confessions
The Circle
Slaughtered “Agent Red, how’s your wound?” “Back to normal, sir,” I smiled at Agent White and showed him my shoulder, no trace of the wound I had a week ago when I arrived unconscious back to the facility. But now I looked more stressed, with slight bags underneath my eyes from the exhausting research I did over the target. He had gotten so dangerous, the Circle decided to add him to the list of targets. And it wasn’t your regular target that stole some jewels from the Circle, but the most notorious targets to have ever lived, and only twelve of them existed, now dead or in prison. Now, he would be number thirteen. “No trace of him, White?” I addressed White, my voice slightly strained.
By Kate Ketmayuraabout a year ago in Fiction
Sculpted
Future (O) I came home to a cake. Unexpected? Most definitely. Was something up? Of course there was. Mæ always had something up her sleeve. I just finished tennis practice, sweaty and exhausted. My phone was ringing as I threw my tennis bag into the trunk of my Mini Cooper (ocean green and a beige interior, absolutely gorgeous). I picked up, juggling my water and my phone as I tried to open the door.
By Kate Ketmayuraabout a year ago in Fiction
The Circle
Part One Prologue My finger was hovering right above the button. Behind me, the soldiers were trying to open the door, their screaming and yelling echoing in the metal paneled hallway. I took a shaky breath and slipped my fingers on the butt of my gun. Then I slammed my palm on the softly illuminating red button and ran for my life. Glass shattered as I shot a bullet at it, the glass seemingly falling in slow motion in my mind. Gracefully avoiding the sharp blades, I somersaulted towards the window, my back just arching above the jagged ends of the window and leapt towards freedom. Whipping out my grappling hook, I shot it to the wall of the ship and landed perfectly on the second floor. My hidden earpiece crackled to life and Agent White’s voice shouted into my ear.
By Kate Ketmayuraabout a year ago in Fiction
Bobobubble Tea
“Strawberry lychee orange with brown sugar boba for Christina!” “Jasmine milk tea with a shot of vanilla for Garrett!”
By Kate Ketmayuraabout a year ago in Fiction
One Sided
Kas He’ll never see me like how I see him. It’s always me texting him first, me asking him how his day was first, me knowing everything about him when he doesn’t even know what my favorite color is. Can I help falling in love with him? No. No matter how hard I’ve tried, no matter how many guys I’ve dated, my heart burns with jealousy whenever he goes out with other girls. But it’ll forever be one sided.
By Kate Ketmayuraabout a year ago in Fiction