K Mathison
Bio
I write stories in different kinds of genres.
I also write on sweek - https://sweek.com/profile/157361/74088
twitter - https://twitter.com/kirstiemathison?lang=en-gb
Stories (5/0)
Drama Saved Me
Before I entered high school, I already knew that I was a quiet and shy person, mostly liked to keep to myself. It wasn’t until I went to high school that I realized that I had zero confidence and self-esteem, so I knew that I needed to do something about it. Especially, when I heard that a girl didn’t like me for that very fact. Quite a few people I can believe had the same opinion. My sister had been taking drama classes in Glasgow at the Scottish Youth Theatre for some time. One day, my Mum and I went to go and see a sharing that had been put on in the Brian Cox studio and I knew that this was it. I began classes at some point after that and it forever changed my life. Unlike school, this was a literal judgement free zone and not only that, they encouraged you to wear comfortable, loose clothing. So much better than a constricting uniform.
By K Mathison6 years ago in Education
What Confidence Is Like
I’ve always been a shy person. Ever since I was a child I found it hard to interact with people. Though that is not exactly true really. When you’re little you don’t know any better so it’s easier to just start playing with other kids at nursery without there being that much vocal communication. It’s when you get older it becomes an issue. Unlike other people, I was too shy to talk to others who I didn’t know.
By K Mathison6 years ago in Psyche
A Father's Love
It all happened on the 23rd of October, 1867. The family of the lawyer, James Lester, got slaughtered by their head of the family in their small manor home. That night, the religious man was possessed to cut his wife, son, and servants' stomachs in the shape of an "X," causing their guts to spill. His daughter, who he loved and doted on so much—snapped her neck for a quicker and cleaner death before committing suicide from guilt.
By K Mathison6 years ago in Horror
Don't Sleep
Somehow, I think that if I just don’t sleep then tomorrow just won’t come. Of course it always does, but just let me live in my fantasy for a little longer. Sleepless eyes and with my weak body with the covers softly snuggled around me, I wish that I could just melt into them. I want to sleep so badly…but then again in the morning I would stir and the sun will gently wake me up. Immediately my brain internally screams silently at my torment - that I actually have to get up and live. Which is why I stay up on my laptop watching videos and playing games that bring me joy and out of my own mind for a while before snapping back and realizing my world is much darker and more painful than the ones I escape to. The characters always seem to find a way to live happy - happy perhaps being a bit of a stretch - and fulfilled lives. Somehow meeting people, finding adventures and having everything conveniently fall into place. Everything in which my life is not.
By K Mathison6 years ago in Psyche