Naajia Aasiya

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“A Mother's Day” by Naajia Aasiya

CRASH! Ruheen sighed, trying to focus on her Du’a. She’d managed to complete 4 rakat, units of prayer, during Dhur namaaz, the afternoon prayer. She should have guess that silence in the Ahmed household only meant chaos would ensue. “Maryam! Give it back!” “It’s my turn to feed him!” “Ya Allah, give me the patience.” Ruheen sent up a silent plea, feeling her blood rise. Five day...

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“Routine” by Naajia Aasiya

The movement was swift, barely making a sound save for the choked noise that escaped her lips. My eyes were hooded as I watched blood spill out of her mouth and drip down her chin. Gently, I pulled my spear from her stomach and wiped the blade against my thigh as my victim’s body fell in defeat, her eyes still wide and frozen in fear. Her body would be ravaged by wild animals soon enough, and then any remnants of her would be decomposed into the earth. I scowled. “Mother’s dead,” I confirmed,...

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“The Mouse Girl” by Naajia Aasiya

Have you ever seen a white shadow move at night? Yes, a white shadow, pearlescent under the moon’s light. It belongs to the Mara the mouse girl. She scurries in the darkness, only a brief gleam of glowing white skin. Mara is never seen during the day. The sun is too bright, leaving her invisible to the naked eye. No, it has to be at night; only then could you catch a glimpse of her. But why? You may wonder. Why would you want to seek out the mouse girl? Well, rumour has it that she can see t...

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“Ray of Sunshine” by Naajia Aasiya

Dawn. Yue hadn’t realised it, but she’d been awake all night. A sliver of soft, silver light illuminated the blue horizon. Now that she was aware, she could hear the birds just outside their bedroom window chirping. All throughout the winter, that tree would cast ominous shadows into the room like bony fingers ready to snatch Hinata in one swift movement. Yue shivered at the memory, pushing the thought ...

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“Blue, like her eyes” by Naajia Aasiya

Her eyes were glazed, unresponsive. She sat motionless and slack-jawed, tied to the trunk of a tree closest to Sacha’s tent. My gaze fixed upon the curves of her lips; the bottom one was caked in blood from the fight she’d put up. It’d taken Sacha an hour to hold her still while I shot her with the sedative. Days later, she finally awoke, but she looked dazed. Damn it! I looked away, frustrated...

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“Lost Little Lamb” by Naajia Aasiya

Kori stroked her little sister’s head as she lay in her lap, absentmindedly staring out their bedroom window. The village was shrouded in silence; only the night breeze that blew past the ghostly trees and Kori’s windchime broke through. With a full moon glowing brightly against the clear, inky sky, Kori closed her eyes, taking deep breaths. A sudden rustling in the bushes stirred her awake. She peered a...

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“So that you're no alone” by Naajia Aasiya

My wrist curved as I tried to angle myself, making bold lines with my pencil. Glancing up now and then, I could just about see his knuckles from the way he held his book up to his face. Now that I had a better look at him, he appeared to be 15, maybe 16. The boy’s glasses sat comfortably at the bridge of his nose; his gaze soft as his eyes scanned each line upon the page. What colour were they? Blue...

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Author bio

An aspiring writer who spends her days daydreaming, researching and planning. Travelling is a passion and hobby. Picky taste in books and food, but love to savour them. Currently a science student, though I love learning about business on the side!