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#112: Come Rain or Shine

From melancholy to cathartic to Singing-in-the-Rain-style joyful, rain somehow feels different every time. What’s certain is that rain often forms the backdrop to many of our human dramas — so this week’s prompts invite you to step into that downpour and let it soak you to the bones.

This week's prompts

End your story with a character standing in the rain.

Angst – 99 stories

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

Valentine's Day – 24 stories

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

Middle School – 53 stories

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

Spring – 27 stories

Write about a character driving in the rain.

Fall – 57 stories

Stories

“Silver Rain” by Hope Wells

Submitted to Contest #112

Silver RainI think about the silver rain, or rather the season of the silver rain. When the miracles came. Definition of miracle:an extraordinary and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore attributed to a divine agency.Or:an unusual or wonderful event that is believed to be caused by the power of GodHowever, I will not speak of the secret things. The miraculous is a holy thing, to be cherished and respected.But I will speak of us, or rather you. Were we meant to meet? Was the suffering that came m...

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“See Past the Storm” by Elaine Eleri

Submitted to Contest #112

Elin growled under her breath as the rain continued to pour relentlessly. It was as if the Universe was against her. First, a letter arrived to tell her that her grand-aunt had died and had left her a house at some obscure countryside. Then, as she was trying to navigate the unfamiliar road, she found herself lost—no thanks to the stranger who had given some vague and useless instruction under his breath. Her bad mood must have clouded her thoughts; she was better at making decisions than this. Going in the opposite direction would have been...

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“A Sudden Change of Weather” by Moshe Yisrael

Submitted to Contest #112

Why won’t this rain let up? I can barely see the hood of my car let alone the ambulance. Baby, hold on, I’m coming! How are they able to navigate so fast in this downpour? They told me not to tailgate but if could just see, I’d probably beat them to the hospital. Unbelievable! It’s as if the sky has opened up. Baby, please hold on. This isn’t happening. Not now. Even though a decade has past, seems like only yesterday when th...

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“Jasmine” by Hritesh Mishra

Submitted to Contest #112

I stand at the garage entrance and look at the rain. Raindrops dripping from the shed fall a few inches ahead of my shoes. The first rain of the season can be acidic. I look down, wondering if it will burn my shoes. I scuff my foot on the ground in disdain. I've been a peacock in countless rains like this. Look at me now.I see Yash, my colleague, running towards me with a hand over his head. Rain has made grey polka dots on his white shirt. He curses the rain after he stops beneath the shed. I offer to drop him in my car. He excuses for some...

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“The Porch Light ” by Maddie Zwinge

Submitted to Contest #112

“I just need a sign,” I spoke softly, afraid to wake the others. A breeze blew through my coat sending a shiver down my spine. I pulled my coat tighter around myself and took a cold breath. I looked up at the sky, rain clouds inching closer with every passing moment. I shut my eyes. The trees rustled as the familiar breeze returned, hugging me like a loving mother’s embrace. It sounded like a whistle. I chuckled at the thought. A bird squawked and I could hear it push off a branch and fly away. For a moment I let my mind wander and im...

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“Glass House” by Lily SW

Submitted to Contest #112

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

Submitted to Contest #112

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 Cistern” by Clark Graham

Submitted to Contest #112

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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“The Interview” by Margrit Perrin

Submitted to Contest #112

The Interview The day had started so well. Enough sleep, new energy, sunshine blazing from a cloudless sky filtering through the still closed curtain. Yes, this is it. I will hack this. Ahead lay my interview with the oil related company. A Personal Assistant post had come up and my application, yes my application amongst 30 others, had been accepted. The invitation to the interview lay on the kitchen table, ready to be put into my bag on the way out. Whether this was a preliminary interview, it did not say. No matter, I was in. Here was...

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“The Magic Inside” by Rory Morgan

Submitted to Contest #112

A long time ago there lived the Magei, a secret society of magic users who hid amongst the shadows. One of the magic users was Finn, princess of the Magei. Her power was said to be stronger than any other, but she could barely make a spoon float off the table. she felt ashamed that she couldn't use magic like others could. It didn't help that everyone looked to her as a Goddess and powerful sorceress. one day while wandering the outskirts, she came across a woman commanding the flowers to bloom. She was the most beautiful woman the princess ...

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“Answers ” by Kaylani Tucker

Submitted to Contest #112

With each step I take I feel more and more weight being bestowed upon me. This painstaking journey has brought me nothing but grief and disappointment. The fatigue I feel is like hammers bashing my head telling me I can’t, and I won’t find anything. I feel so deserted with no vegetation to comfort me. When I reach into my backpack I hope for some refreshing water, so when my hand clasps the lumpy bottle I am at ease. Since it’s a brand new water bottle, I twist the lid to hear the satisfying sound that is a mixture of both a crack and a pop....

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“Fly me to the moon” by Anoush Hovnanian

Submitted to Contest #112

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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“The Last Ride” by Erin F

Submitted to Contest #112

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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“"Reincarnation at 100,000 Feet"” by Robin Gadsden

Submitted to Contest #112

“Reincarnation at 100,000 Feet” Matthew walked into the room. It was like everywhere he was completely white. The tables, chairs, walls, even the beaming lights from above. He sat down in his military uniform. He wasn't wearing this uniform at the time of the battle. He was in camouflage. Now he was in full uniform. He would wear this for eternity. He remembered the ba...

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“THE UMBRELLA MAN” by Mara Masolini

Submitted to Contest #112

THE UMBRELLA MAN When he had arrived in their city, almost twenty years ago____and he had been an illegal immigrant for a long time, without a residence permit_____Vassilli had sold umbrellas in the streets, stationing ( stationed) at traffic lights, at bus stops, but also at the exit of cinemas, theaters, schools, since it always happened that more than some people were outside without an umbrella, when it suddenly started to rain. Probably the rumor that Vassilli made it rain had originated fro...

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Ended on 23:59 - Sep 24, 2021 EST

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Title: Take that Drink

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