Weekly Writing Prompt

Today's prompt: The funeral was at noon

None of us wanted to go to her funeral. We still couldn't believe our best friend was gone.

We all stood in my room dressed in black. Eliza was crying, while the rest of us tried to hold the tears back.

"I just can't believe it," Nancy whispered.

"I know Nancy," I said. "I can't either."

At that moment, my phone buzzed. As I looked around, I saw that all the other girls were checking their phones. I glanced down at mine and saw something impossible.

I had gotten a text from Angel Skye.

ANGEL SKYE 

'Hello, my little friends. Wanna play a game?'

"How is this possible?" Daisy gasped.

"This can't be Angel." I shook my head. "And I'm going to find out who it is."

PEGGY MURPHY

'Who are you?'

We all held our breath and waited.

ANGEL SKYE

'Don't you remember me?'

'It's Angel.'

PEGGY MURPHY

'Angel Skye is dead'

We waited again, this time with no response.

"Whoever is doing this, it isn't funny." Eliza said

"This isn't like Angel," I said. "She wasn't like this."

Suddenly, we got a response.

ANGEL SKYE

'One of you killed me.'

I gasped. If one of us killed Angel, then they wouldn't be afraid to do it again. One of us was a killer.

"I think it was Peggy," Nancy said. "She found the body first."

"No, it must have been Eliza," Daisy said. "She was the last one asleep."

"Guys!" I said. "This isn't going to help."

ANGEL SKYE

'I know who it was'

'Good luck figuring it out -Skye'

"Whoever this 'Skye' person is, she wants to turn us against eachother," I said

"Peggy has a point," Eliza said. "What reason would we have to kill her."

"Yeah...I'm sorry guys," Nancy said.

"Me too," Daisy said.

PEGGY MURPHY

'We will find you Skye. And we know you killed Angel."

Weekly Writing Prompt

Today's prompt: They live on an island in the middle of a lava lake. It has advantages and disadvantages.

Hi no shina has been my home for as long as I can remember. It's the only place I have ever been safe.

Hi no shina is an island. An island trapped in the middle of a lava lake. This protects us from the outside world and the humans who wish to take our powers. My powers allow me to fly, which is why I am the only one to have ever left the island. That is also why I am now in serious trouble.

"And tell me again, Hiko, why you thought it was a good idea to leave the island," My sister, Sora said. "Could you imagine what would have happened if mom and dad caught you?"

I didn't say anything. I knew as much as anyone else that Sora had always wanted to leave.

"What's it like out there?" Sora finally asked.

"I haven't been very far," I explained, not wanting to tell her the truth. "Never past the lava lake."

"Don't lie," Sora warned.

"It's awful yet beautiful all at the same time," I admitted.

And then I told Sora all about the human world. About all the ladies in beautiful dresses. About all the stunning buildings. About the parties where people danced the night away. About the greedy people who needed objects to be happy. About the cruel places where people were treated unjustly. And then I told her about the people who knew of us. These people who worked to protect us.

Sora listened, taking in every detail I had told her of.

"Take me." She said.

"What?" I asked.

"Take me," Sora repeated. "I want to see the human world."

I tried to protest, but Sora wouldn't hear any of it. She would see the human world. And I would be the one to take her.