Aria Barnes

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Exigency” by Aria Barnes

Submitted to Contest #63

I stood atop the empire state building as the winter breeze briskly filtered through my soft feathers. I looked at the extravagant view of New York City. So majestic, beautiful, and breathtaking. It was so sad that I had to say farewell for now. As the temperature continued to drop, it was time for our family to go to our second home until winter went into hibernation. Florida. The rest of my family, relatives, siblings, parents, and fellow redwings gathered together to admire the last glance of our summer home. Tall buildings painted the l...

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“Amnesia” by Aria Barnes

Submitted to Contest #62

I saw my death flash before my eyes. I watched as the scorching flames encompassed my surroundings. The thick smell of smoke coated the inside of my throat and filled my lungs. The smell of burning flesh rose into the polluted air as I felt every part of my body incinerating. I fell to the floor feeling completely defeated as the monstrous flames grew stronger and more horrifying by the minute.  Every second I felt the agonizing pain as third to fourth degree burns permanently bruised my skin. I tried to scream at the top of my lungs, ...

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“Classified” by Aria Barnes

Submitted to Contest #61

I hardly slept that night, tucked into an unfamiliar bed in a room that didn't feel like mine. The whole night I couldn't help but feel homesick. Even though I was in my so-called home, it didn't feel right. The move from Portland, Maine to Cambridge, England was very unexpected, causing my heart to break as I kissed my childhood, my home goodbye. It would never feel like home here. My heart would always belong to Maine.I remembered walking the streets of Portland, confident in my surroundings and ability to navigate throughout the structure...

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“Repercussions” by Aria Barnes

Submitted to Contest #60

As I ran for my life, the air leaving my lungs, my weak legs thrashing forwards and backwards as the polluted wind smacked my sweating face, I had to accept the fact that I might not make it out alive. The flaming buildings continued to burn beside me, bringing a great amount of heat and gas into the already polluted atmosphere. The melted cars planted on sidewalks and random parts of the cracked road. Debris had fallen all over the ground from the perishing buildings above, raining down like ash. The sky was glowing orange, smoke covering t...

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Author bio

Aspiring Writer, Poet, Activist, Equality for All, Mental Health Advocate, hoping to help people with my stories GO CHECK OUT MY WATTPAD! @aria_barnes