End your story with a character standing in the rain.

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“A Legacy” by R.S. Louvierre

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There was an eerie smell when we walked through the front door of my grandpa’s house. He had died a week earlier in the living room from a heart attack, and the lingering smell of death had never vacated. He had left his San Francisco home to my parents, who were eager to rummage through his belongings, throw away what they didn’t want and move us in. I did not know much about my grandpa. He had sent me birthday cards over the years, but my parents had never taken me to visit him. My dad said it was because he was a mean old man, but I h...

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“Loren Stanton brought back rain. ” by Bronwen Lewis

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It was a beautiful late afternoon in Kersey, England. Loren Stanton and her family were indulging in a picnic in the middle of a field they owned. The field was full of cattle. The grass was fresh and the flowers were gorgeous, they leaked a sweet pungent smell that filled everyone's nostrils. Evergreen grass blades were bowing to the wind that blew East. Every Sunday, the Stantons would have a picnic as it was the only quiet day but also because Mr Stanton, Loren’s father, was home the whole day so it was a full family. Mrs Stanton, Loren’s...

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“Ouroboros Part One - The Molting” by Nova Smith

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Ophi wasn’t sure what to do with this new information. It had certainly changed his view on things. Some of the things. It gnawed on the back of Ophi’s head just enough to irritate him. Once again, he felt the pressure to warn everyone. Ophi limped out of his den. The spines sheathed under his skin still felt awkward. Ophi scanned the bushes. As much as the bushes made a tight circle around his den, their branches did a poor job filling themselves in, and the gray sand so visible beyond them made everything look ghostly, and to top it all of...

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“No one wants to die on a Sunday” by Ian Barrett

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CW: violenceIt was sometime after 11pm and I was lying on the cool pavement spitting out gobs of blood as feet were stomping and kicking different regions of my body. You might be wondering why I’m getting the holy hell kicked out of me. To better understand why I’ll have to take you back a few days where things really started to go bad. It all started on a Friday night, not so different from any other until she walked into the bar. You could smell her perfume as she sat down, all dolled up for a night on the town. But sh...

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“Green Over Yellow Bricks” by Megan Honrud

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“Keep running! Don’t look back!” Clutching the fur of her small dog closer to her rapidly beating heart, the young girl looks over her shoulder to spot her companion in dark robes trailing behind her, trying not to stumble and fall. “I said don’t look back!” “Where are we going?! Why can’t we take your broom?!” The little girl wailed. “The broom is gone! I had to set it on fire so they couldn’t follow us with it!” “They’re FLYING MONKEYS! They’re already following us! Wouldn’t the broom be faster?!” Her companion doesn’t answer a...

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“When She's Older” by Tori Routsong

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Later, when she’s older and her bones pop when she bends down, she’ll remember this. It makes sense. It smells the same-- Nebraska isn’t so different from Missouri in the rain, and it’s the same muddy scent, even though she’s on the driveway and not in the grass right now. The smell remains the same, and it’s the smell that’ll make her remember, when she’s older, this day in the rain. She’ll remember how the rain beats down, plastering her hair to her forehead. It will be longer by then, but for now it's short and stuck against her sk...

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“Grey clouds” by Will Lewis

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Grey Clouds The Gallowstree Pub was three and a half songs away from home. Working there was convenient at 17 but now at 25 and being local meant I had to have an array of excuses to cover sick days, holidays and newbies not turning up. The Pub was simple, friendly and an easy place to work. Quiz and karaoke nights were the best. 2 4 1 Mondays were also pretty good fun. Having managed to work my way up to ‘team leader’ in my 8 years of service, I’d established a good rapport with customers. Even though I thought most of them were sleazes,...

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“Reality?” by Sophia Gonzalez

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I was running and running as fast as I could. I felt the wind rushing hard on my face and the sweat dripping down my face, legs, and arms. I never ran like this and I’m definitely not taken as “the girl who runs”. But I had to. Thoughts rushed through my head just as fast as I was running. I don’t think my feet were even hitting the ground. How could he have gone and done that and expect me to ask for him back? Was I wrong or not? Suddenly I stopped, knees buckled and my face right in a tree… ***** I woke up in some sort of schoo...

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“"It's been a long, long time"” by L.J Sunwing

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“Are you coming tonight?” Thomas pulled his heavy grey coat on and looked at his wife as he neared the door to their house. Alison, his wife, moved towards him. The dark circles were accentuated under her eyes by her long black hair. Her body lacked the muscle it had once had from college sports. Though not unhealthy, she seemed smaller and more fragile. This stood out in her state of sleeplessness from working a late shift at the hospital. Her work often led to her being isolated at home, due to the natural introvert having picked the caree...

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“The Sheriff ” by Ido Peretz

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My name is Nick Mitchell I’m an investigative journalist but this story isn’t about me no, it’s about my father who believes he is a sheriff, yes that’s right a western town sheriff the kind you see in western movies sheriff.My father’s name is Hank Mitchell he is 75 years old and he worked all his life as an instrument maker, when he was 20 years old he enlisted to the army and went to fight in Vietnam, when he came back he wasn’t the same anymore, a few years later he met my mom and in 1974 my older sister was born and in 1980 I was born. ...

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“Comfort Rain” by Viv S

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It started to rain this morning and it took me back to seventeen years ago. I am Ruth, I am seven years old and I will be turning eight in December. I like to wake up early everyday so I can watch cartoons before I go to school. Today I woke up extra early so I can watch Sherlock Holmes. I had breakfast and got ready for school. My older brother and I walk to school. It’s not that far away so we go early and play on the swings at the park. It was raining today so we didn’t get to play. Hopefully by recess it stops raining. I ...

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“I found you.” by Jayde Bennett

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A young woman sat at her wooden desk, just beneath her window, her escape from reality, even if just a moment. Until she came to, and realised that she was still in her current world, the real world; Aliza's world. Her doe eyes scanned the different people, going about their days, some chatting up the townsfolk. She had even noticed a couple locking lips passionately, she had smiled at that but her smile did not stay- instead her heart thumped a little too hard, that left a type of hurt that was unexplainable. She licked her slightly chapped...

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“Wash My Life Away.” by Liza Blake

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The papers arrived by courier early this morning. They are still on the kitchen table where I tossed them without even peeking into the un-labeled envelope. I don’t have to look. I know it’s a standard work up for an uncontested divorce. My husband had them drafted up last week. Well, I guess I should say estranged husband at this point. I haven’t even seen the man in seven years. “What’s this?” David asks before plucking up the envelope in question. “Oh it’s nothing, probably one of those fake loan companies trying to swindle ...

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“Obsession ” by Thompson Emate

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“Luke! Wait. Where are you going?” She cried.Luke didn’t wait. He kept running. She could see a car some metres away. He boarded the car and it drove off.“Oh! Luke. Where have you gone? Please don’t leave me. We need you. I love you.” She knelt on the floor crying.She opened her tear filled eyes. It was early hours of the morning. She turned. Luke was fast asleep. She pulled herself up to the bathroom. As she washed her face, she wondered what the dream meant. It had been recurrent for the past two weeks. It had come three times the previous...

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“Bushfire!” by Alice Richardson

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Bushfire! The big red roo stretched to full height, his eyes on the horizon. He knew what was coming. He’d seen it before. It wasn’t dust roiling up into the afternoon heat, it was smoke. Thick grey and white clouds of it, and it was heading in their direction. Others in the mob who remembered fire were nervously alert, waiting for a sign from their leader. He turned and bounded gracefully away from the approaching maelstrom, the mob following him through the scrubby bush. Miles away from the mob, firefighters battled the aggressive blaze,...

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End your story with a character standing in the rain.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 99 stories

“A Legacy” by R.S. Louvierre

“Loren Stanton brought back rain. ” by Bronwen Lewis

“Ouroboros Part One - The Molting” by Nova Smith

“No one wants to die on a Sunday” by Ian Barrett

“Green Over Yellow Bricks” by Megan Honrud

“When She's Older” by Tori Routsong

“Grey clouds” by Will Lewis

“Reality?” by Sophia Gonzalez

“"It's been a long, long time"” by L.J Sunwing

“The Sheriff ” by Ido Peretz

“Comfort Rain” by Viv S

“I found you.” by Jayde Bennett

“Wash My Life Away.” by Liza Blake

“Obsession ” by Thompson Emate

“Bushfire!” by Alice Richardson

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story where it’s raining men, literally or metaphorically.

Write a story where something magical happens when it starts to rain.

The first rain of the season arrives. Write a story that begins immediately afterward.

Write about a character driving in the rain.

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