Aria C

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Outsiders” by Aria C

Submitted to Contest #100

The apple tree's rough bark rubbed Autumn's cheek. Her heart thumped in her ears. She made the mistake of looking down. The blossom-covered ground was a dizzying twelve feet below. “I- I can’t do it!” Lucas smiled down on her from the canopy. “Just grab my hand!” Autumn eyed his calloused, golden palm. To grab it, she’d have to dislodge her right foot from the trunk. She reached up, and… grabbed his hand. She shrieked. Her legs were dangling in the air; Lucas’s hand was the only thing supporting her. The veins in Lucas's arm f...

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“What Happened to Eva Sanchez?” by Aria C

Submitted to Contest #99

It’s funny how you can feel a person even when they’re gone. The way the butcher at the local supermarket still knows their order. The way their earthy smell lingers on their favourite black Kaiserchiefs T-shirt. The way their sofa in the corner of the living room is still damp with coconut hair oil, and no one can quite bring themselves to sit in it. I bounced into Jude’s caravan, grinning, about to boast about my total lack of a hangover. But Kayleigh was in Jude’s arms. Her face was puffy with tears. Jude just shook his head, jaw tight,...

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“Like A Virgin” by Aria C

Submitted to Contest #97

My first encounter with sex was a complete accident. I was hunched in the bathroom of our Paris apartment, when I noticed, hidden behind the toilet, a worn black diary labelled: PRIVATE PROPERTY OF JACQUES. That was Papa’s name… Opening it, I read: “The breasts are lovelier by far – to my hungry mouth – than the wild strawberries of the woods – and their milk I suck …” I felt a shiver of delight. Terrified, I dropped the diary. At the age of 12, I had a perfect soul. I behaved better, studied longer, and prayed harder than ...

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“A Dish Best Served Cold” by Aria C

Submitted to Contest #88

“Can I open my eyes yet?” you asked. Gold sun spots pricked through the pair of tights forming your makeshift blindfold. Four pairs of bony elbows pushed you through the evening air. Today was muck-up day: a chance for the Burnt Oak High School students to run wild before they went off to uni. You’d dreaded the day all year. Usually, you didn’t mind having no friends. But everyone knew that on muck-up day, the odd ones out were chewed up and spit out by the popular people. That’s why, when four of the school’s most popular girls allow...

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