End your story with a character standing in the rain.

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“Glass House” by Lily SW

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Light spills from the doorway gaps, the precise cuts eating away the hallway darkness. Battered remnants of tableware sprinkle the floor, some shards catching the dribbling tapestry.Prince Isaac's ire targets the most breakable things, many irreplaceable and valuable. A non-issue for a man as wealthy as he. It has become a more consistent hobby lately; the problems of the family business. His unrelenting hubris makes it hard for him to adapt. Despite his age, his mind does not match, especially for a man born to be king.***Monday Morning, Al...

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“Fly me to the moon” by Anoush Hovnanian

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Fly me to the moon Let me play among the starts Celeste could hear soft crackling behind. A warm fire, almost as tender as her mother’s arms. She rocked her little baby and hummed the song. Holding Celeste so tightly that it seemed as though she would never let go. So Celeste let her head rest on her mother’s chest. In other words, please be true In other words, I love… The fire disappeared first. It left nothing behind, but the cold. So Celeste tried to look at her mother, but she was no more. In her place, blankets. And a scratchy ...

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“All It Took was a Single Drop Of Rain” by Nia Frazer

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Ever since I move out East, everything had been great. I finally found a career, my sweetheart had proposed and we adopted a cat. The weather was also predictable. Sunshine and heatwaves in the summer and snow and sleet in the winter and light refreshing showers during the spring and fall left one with a feeling of nostalgia. Those long rainy days I grew up with, unending floods of the good old H2O and splashing in muddy puddles was long behind me. Life was going in the right direction and that direction was up with no signs of slowing down....

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“The Last Ride” by Erin F

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My windshield wipers struggled to keep up with the afternoon cloud burst. I was headed to a house in the Irvington district in NE Portland to pick up my last ride of the day. I had clocked on at six in the morning, and being half past four in the afternoon I was more than ready to grab some take-out and head home. I pulled up to a run down house on the East side of Grant park. Surrounded on both sides by expertly manicured yards and houses boasting fresh paint, the little fixer upper looked neglected and sad. I honked my horn and studied the...

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“The Cistern” by Clark Graham

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Dust swirled around the two gaunt figures as they stepped up to the cistern. They struggled to pull the lid off of the shaft. One man climbed down the ladder. He soon came back up, shaking his head. “It’s down another two feet. At this rate, we’ll be out of water before the winter.” “I wonder how Chancellor Drake will fix this one.” “In the worst way possible, Greff. We both know that. Everything he fixes needs fixing again.” “Well, we’ll tell him the bad news. Come, John, let’s go back to the village.” Heading slowly down the dry hills, the...

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“Come the Rain” by Jeff Duke

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The general looked down the long lines of his troops in formation for battle. They looked ready for battle. He looked across at the enemy troops loosely set in an attack formation. The enemy looked like a mob more than an army. Yet their reputation for destructive violence was unequaled. Thousands of soldiers on both sides of the field faced each other preparing to wage war. “Why do these things happen? Why are we lined up today to kill as many of the enemy as possible” asked the general? “We were at peace till these people decided the...

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“George's Umbrella” by Andy Statham

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George had been waiting at the bus stop for some time when the shower started but he had come prepared, he knew it was going to rain, his mother had told him so as he left the house. “Just a few errands to run today, George,” she said, “Mind you get them all done before you come home.” “Yes, mother.” George always did what his mother told him. He unfurled his umbrella. It was a big umbrella, not one of those collapsible ones that you can buy at the convenience store which barely keeps your head dry. This was a proper umbrel...

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“Road Song” by Nicholas Frazier

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“Thanks for the lift, Robin. It saved me some trouble” “This is weird-you haven’t taken any time off since I’ve known you. And you’re really going to buy this car? ” “Already bought, now I’m driving it off the lot. Look, take care of things for me. I know you’ll be great. Don’t call me-just do what you think is best. Time to fly.” He waved as the younger man drove off, then walked into Larsen BMW, scratched his name on the line and turned his new 740i into traffic. Fifteen minutes later he step...

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“Nothing but the Rain ” by Kiersten Boecker

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Nothing but the rain drizzled around them made any sound, a calming pitter patter of droplets tapping on the roof above a small outside deck connected to a small farm house that sat in the middle of nowhere. A thick canopy of tree branches layered the sky. They both sat there, enjoying the peacefulness of the outdoors, enjoying the silence that ran between them. The silence that has been running for a long time. The silence waiting, wanting, to be broken. “So how long?” he asked apprehensively, his gaze tilted downwards, fixate...

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“The Harvester” by Dean Hodsfry

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What the hell? Where am I? I was laying in a strange bed, I feel my head it is throbbing. I feel my mouth is dry and my throat is sore. My vision was blurred and everything seemed to be out of focus. I was in a dark room very old looking. As my vision tried to normalise I saw the old-timey paisley wallpaper on the wall and the air smelt a sickly and overpowering shade of lily, there was also the smell of something medicinal or clinical, I could not make it out. I saw a woman in the silhouette she was sitting in a chair. I cast a glance aroun...

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“Jim” by Agris Engelis

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My name is Jenna, and this is a story about how we never really know how much time we all got with one another. I met Jim about 3 months ago. Jim was a man of large build who worked as a lumberjack in the town. I had come here thinking to just refuel my rations and car and move on, but as I entered the diner looking for a quick bite, Jim instantly grabbed my attention, this man, arms as thick as the lumber he has been chopping, beard reaching down to his chest, reading a book of sorts, I can’t really recall. I sat at the table facing his, fo...

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“Sins of Survival” by Riley Miller

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A voice sounded nearby, signaling the danger closing in. With my luck it was probably too late already. Trembling, I slid deeper into the shrubs that were starting to scratch through my protective clothing and pull blood from my skin. Couldn’t be helped. Surface wounds couldn’t even begin to compare to what ailments would befall me if I was to be discovered. Branches cracked loudly to my left and I held in a gasp as I tried to turn around without giving my position away. They had been on my right just a moment ago, and not that close....

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“Memorabilia” by L.Y. Wynn

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Driving, wheels against the winding path slowly uncurling against the heaving engine. Pavement unwinding like ribbon making its way back home. -- Hometown. It rang like church bells in already aching ears. The buildings seemed to grow with the years, color fading as each person slipped away. The windows, now tinted, and streets aged, became wise with time. Old alleys and stairways hunched over like an older person. The lawns that once held parties and concealed muddy footprints now overgrown with sprouting weeds and occasional trimmed ...

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“How New Beginnings are Born” by Rachel Bauer

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I guess this is it. This is it for Ensto. I’ve been here the shortest amount of time, but I still feel the drain of it all. “So all the workbenches are ready to be put on the truck right?” I hear a mover say with a quiet answer. The hallway is so full of desks and benches it’s impossible to walk through. That’s a stark contrast to the work areas that were as bare as could be. I turned to Cassie. “Should we at least sweep up some of this mess?” The floor was littered with decades worth of dust and dropped work materials. She sho...

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“Australian storm” by Rose Lind

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Victoria 510 new cases! New South Wales 1248 new cases! Queensland no new cases! Sweet! The trees stood tall and did not blow breeze this afternoon; to me, they do that when expecting rain. I love walking along a dirt bush path in stillness of something like a grove. I wondered, as I looked at the sky? There was a a white wadding of clouds on the horizon, broken by the many rigid tree trunks, but nothing too drastic! The tinder ground exposed a single file of marching ants to Jimmy's foraging nose. Some of them got stuck in his invasiv...

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End your story with a character standing in the rain.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 99 stories

“Glass House” by Lily SW

“Fly me to the moon” by Anoush Hovnanian

“All It Took was a Single Drop Of Rain” by Nia Frazer

“The Last Ride” by Erin F

“The Cistern” by Clark Graham

“Come the Rain” by Jeff Duke

“George's Umbrella” by Andy Statham

“Road Song” by Nicholas Frazier

“Nothing but the Rain ” by Kiersten Boecker

“The Harvester” by Dean Hodsfry

“Jim” by Agris Engelis

“Sins of Survival” by Riley Miller

“Memorabilia” by L.Y. Wynn

“How New Beginnings are Born” by Rachel Bauer

“Australian storm” by Rose Lind

🌟 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.

Contest #112

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