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Kyaira

Short Stories/Memoirs

  • My Walk

    Glowing like a milky orb, the moon douses me in scattered light as I awkwardly slip out the window and into the warm, welcoming night. Cautiously I step forward, peeking ...

    • Short Story
    7 min read


Thomas Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there.” I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.
— John Green, Looking for Alaska