Writing Prompt

“What if we are wrong?” my sister breathes, as the biting wind snaps at her words, throwing the tendrils around her jaw like Medusa’s snakes.

I turn to her, my blue fire gaze meeting her forest green eyes. We are only half-sisters, a shared blood of our mother Athena the goddess of warfare, both our fathers are unknown, “But what if we are right?”

We both swallow, our throats bobb...

They're here. I can hear the cars approaching, the engines stopping, the doors opening.

I tap my sister awake.

She opens her eyes soundlessly. There's a question in her eyes and I simply nod. No words are said. She knows.

Footsteps pad to the house as we leave the barn through the little hole in the wall.

Our sacks are already packed. We never expected more than a few seconds warning. I toss t...

I grab my sister’s hand and pull her towards the Cliff edge with me. She nods slowly in my direction. Then we jump.

We fall for a few seconds, and although we can’t even see the ground, we stop falling. I laugh and do a flip in the air. El gives me a faint smile before we shoot upwards together.

“Fun, right?” I ask, getting a small nod in return. She moves her head ever so slightly in the di...

The time we fell was passing in slow motion. I had time to check my surroundings. Saw the beats jumping of the cliff above us in an attempt to reach us. I looked at my sister and gave her another reassuring smile. She reciprocated it and squeezed my hand. ‚Never let go‘, is what we had promised each other. And that‘s a promise we determined to keep.

Right before we should hit the violently crashi...

I grab my sister’s hand and pull her towards the cliff edge with me. She nods slowly in my direction. Then we jump.

When I used to hear people say they’d seen their life flash before their eyes in moments of near death or extreme danger, I’d always rolled my eyes. The whole concept seemed silly to me. But as I hold tight to my sister’s hand and plummet towards the icy, angry sea below, I realize...

I grab her hand

And pull her

Towards the cliff

I’m looking down

I look at her

She looks at me

We both nod

And jump

I look back quick

To make sure it’s not there

It was The Rizzler

He chased us here

Chased us for

Days

Weeks

Maybe even

Months

My sister was screaming

As we fell

We kept

falling

falling

falling

_SPLASH_

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We hit the water

It was cold

Like ice

I looked up

And realized...

I grab my sisters hand and pull her towards the cliff edge with me. She nods slowly in my direction. Then we jump, we both wanted this for a while to have our skulls crushed as we collide with the ground. As we fall our dresses fly through the wind wanting to go back to the way it was. As we get closer to the ground we see spikes that grew up from the ground, i close my eyes and squeeze my sisters...

Flying feet first towards the waves. My grip on my sisters hand tightens as the preasure try’s to rip us apart. We tear through the air faster and faster. We hold our breaths as we’re both pulled under but we don’t slow. The water grips our ankles and throws us about as we get deeper and deeper.

Concrete breaks our fall. My sister lies flat on her front while I rush back to my feet. We don’t have...

Then we jump. Off the cliff as gravity takes us down with all our weight pushing us towards the ground. My eyes are closed as I wonder of her. I hold her tight as much as able in hopes that I break her fall, but to freedom we shall escape.

“ Huh? Did we land?” Her voice sounds.

I find myself also in the depths of confusion, opening my eyes. I look down noticing a clear fabric supporting our we...

I grab my sister's hand and pull her towards the cliff edge with me. She nods slowly in my direction. Then we jump.

I jolt awake. My heart races and sweat drips down my face. Pure adrenaline courses through my veins. That dream. It felt so real.

The clock says 4:12 a.m. Just one more hour until my alarm goes off. But there is no way I'm going back to sleep after that.

I pull my thick covers of...