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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

“September Falls” by Crazy Crypto

Submitted to Contest #112

It was always that next hit, that next thrill, that kept me going. Sure, I’d give it all for fifteen minutes of pure bliss. But how far would I go to leave it all behind? Did I have to lose my mind? How many bodies had penetrated the most sacred, holy, part of me? Did I ask myself that as I left the starlet nights in ragged clothes, and a rigid jaw full of scars, memories, full of conflicts with the law. With permanent conditions and no one that saw. I sit and look across town, everyone’s just milling about looking for something to do. S...

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“Rain-Lock” by Katie Morris

Submitted to Contest #112

Rain-Lock “Official rain warnings have now been issued for all of Suffolk, Essex, and Kent counties,” the reporter's voice blared from the TV. “Public transportation stopped at midnight last night and police will begin issuing lock-violation tickets from half-ten this morning. The rain-lock is expected to last into --” The reporter's voice was cut off abruptly as Mum muted the TV, shooting a worried look at the radar map on the screen before returning to the kitchen. As she walked by Otis she leaned down and kissed the top of his head, t...

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“Sublime Garden” by Florencia Menna

Submitted to Contest #112

Sublime Garden is a small town where, years ago, everything was beautiful and opulence. It was the envy of the nearby towns since everything there seemed to grow magically. The crops were abundant, and the silos were not enough to contain so much grain. The meadows had a brilliant green that when it rained, its color became even more intense and when the soft grass moved the wind, it looked like an ocean with its waves.Vegetables grew everywhere and the animals looked overflowing, healthy. The cows and goats gave very good and abundant milk,...

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“THE RETURN OF THE RAINS” by Julia Corliss

Submitted to Contest #112

Kalyra was born into a world where rocks and dust were the most prominent features. Her birth was hard, and she was left with a crooked foot that gave her a permanent limp. She was an observant, kind-hearted, artistic child. She spent a great deal of her childhood drawing on the cave walls imagining into reality the world of the Storytellers. From her birth, she rarely saw rain in her world. In fact, her people had adapted to a way of life that was attuned to the scarcity of water. They were a cave people. The underground spring that support...

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“Rainfall” by Mindy Moulton

Submitted to Contest #112

What did I think of her? Well, she was just sort of there. Our sisters introduced us and we were both too shy to speak. I think we were six. I didn’t even know they were our neighbors. They lived a couple houses down, next to my gramma’s house. Actually, her house was more like an apartment attached to the back of a beauty shop. When I started going over there I thought it was so cool, like a maze. I would enter through the garage into her living room and kitchen. From there I went straight down a back hallway and turned left then right for ...

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“Lying In The Rain” by Brian Janko

Submitted to Contest #112

Climate change is real! Alan would never have believed it! It's been raining more and more lately. But the drops were not made only of water - rather, they were filled with lies! Lies like "you look great in that dress," "no, you don't look fat," "great haircut!" and "no, I don't think you're stupid." Lies like that.Alan was talking to Shelby. The rain had not started in full yet, it was just a drop here or there. Alan loved Shelby’s face, her pale complexion, a couple of freckles, slightly reddish hair, often pulled back with a braid. He wa...

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“Affixing Blame” by Karen Lethlean

Submitted to Contest #112

Affixing Blame. Dave swings the Ute out in a wide curve onto main road sealed surfaces. First time in a long time, rain tumbled down. His mind full of ribs showing through baby lamb fleece, gasping, and drought affected ewes pushing mewing offspring away. After the latest downpour, he has to head to town, talk to mates, discuss planting crops. Fixated on likelihood the drought has broken, he didn’t see an off-white minivan until he straightened his wheel. Too late to do anything but breathe a word, half obscenity, and half prayer. Onc...

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“DAWN” by Pepe Robles

Submitted to Contest #112

It always happens the same way. At the very first drop of rain, as it touches down on the tarmac, as it splinters and shatters into tiny replicas of itself, splashing and covering a miniature piece of the road. I’m standing in the rain, or the beginning of it, at least. Then magic dwells. Time contracts and collapses. Unwinds to the past and rewinds the future. Do you remember? What a silly question, but I make it nonetheless. I place a mental note wherever it sticks, to reminiscence, beforehand. Because it always sta...

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“That Rainy Night” by S Lin

Submitted to Contest #112

Monica could feel the typical sixty-five degrees of a hospital as she walked down the hallway. She wore her Nike Air Max sneakers so her short, quiet steps would go undetected as she passed the nurse's station. Her Coach rain boots were her first choice, but she did not want her presence announced by the squeaky-clean hospital floors. The nurses were busy trying to switch shifts and transition patient charts to one another. Monica walked to room 212. Monica peered through the blinds to see the patient lying still in the hospital bed. She ...

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“THERE WAS ALWAYS A TRIGGER” by Celia Anna Chimaras

Submitted to Contest #112

There was an astoundingly loud silence about Damian, not only was he the awkward kid in school but because he literally stood out like a sore thumb, his presence was acknowledged through non-acknowledgement. Damians peers knew he was there but didn’t like his vibe at all, this was continuously spoken about with other students and teachers alike. He had the title of “the creepy kid” and it wasn’t because he wore dark clothes, it was his energy, his energy was dark and unfamiliar to everyone around him. Damian always sat in the back of hi...

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“The Dream” by Mason Mieczkowski

Submitted to Contest #112

I was only 12 when the dream started. I was only a kid, I had no car, no reason to be driving, but I was. It was a rainy night, the wipers swooping back and forth. Sometimes they squeaked as they passed by. The glow of the accent lights inside the car made it seem bright and cozy in contrast to the dark new moon. No light could be seen outside of the headlamps my small car provided. The clear speckles of rain would splash into my windshield and made it hard to see, I slowed to...

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“Autumn Lets Go” by Sarah Butland

Submitted to Contest #112

Autumn, the season, teaches about the beauty of letting go but Autumn, the person closing in on her 30th birthday, has held onto everything and feels ugly for it. Her body tied in knots, too ashamed of her body to seek a professional masseuse, she is thankful for her husband’s magical way with his fingers as they worked to temporarily squeeze out the bricks she always seems to be carrying. “Why don’t you see a professional,” Chris would often ask. Autumn was never certain if he meant a masseuse or a therapist but assumed he meant both. He kn...

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“When it rains it pours” by Jahson Clarke

Submitted to Contest #112

CW: Strong language “So, should I end this relationship on the phone or in person? Dylan said. I saw him Jess. I saw a beard before those tinted windows rolled up and don’t give me the oh that was my dealer bullshit…you fucking kissed him.” Little ticking sounds seized the 99’ Ford Mustang. Rain. It started off subtle and slowly gained traction; the midnight skies hiding each droplet, while the streetlights pointed them out like suspects. Dylan admired the rain, each drop surrounded him and created closure; however, he hated the circ...

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“Dead or Alive ” by Heather Duckett

Submitted to Contest #112

It was pouring down the rain as I slowly drove down the road. The road was really slick because there was deep water laying everywhere. Heavy rain had been falling for hours. The wipers were on as high as they would go, but still did not help me to see where I was going. The rushing of the river alongside the road made me nervous. Had I been able to see it I might have felt better, but I couldn't. My headlights were on high but they only helpedme weave around water laying in the road. I came around a turn and was completely startled by a ma...

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“A rainy Christmas” by Rosa Luna

Submitted to Contest #112

The rain was coming down so hard I thought it would break the windows of my car. Truth is, I love this weather. But I would rather be cuddled up in my couch, with my notebook, pretending I’m a writer than driving to no particular destination in a car with no heat. It was old. Last night, my parents had started complaining how I never visited them anymore since I started university and found a job, and invited me to spend Christmas with them. Biting my tongue so I don’t open the ‘‘you are to blame for the fact that I don’t come home anymore...

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Ended on 23:59 - Sep 24, 2021 EST

Won by Cathryn V 🏆

Title: Take that Drink

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