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#77: Snow Day

It’s deep into winter where I live and here that means one thing: snow, and plenty of it.

While I’m not the biggest fan, even I will admit that it makes great writing weather. There’s just something cozy about curling up with a blanket and a cup of tea, and losing yourself in the world of your imagination as flakes drift slowly past your window.

We won’t all be writing under those conditions this week, but we can still evoke that feeling. So grab yourself a mug of something warm, snuggle up with your laptop, and dream of the bite of winter wind on your cheeks…

This week's prompts

Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.

Fluff – 130 stories

Start your story with someone looking out at the snow, and end it with them stepping tentatively onto a frozen surface.

Winter – 233 stories

Write about someone who gets stuck in their workplace during a blizzard and decides to explore rooms they aren’t normally allowed in.

Winter – 162 stories

Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.

Summer – 159 stories

Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

Winter – 246 stories

Stories

“The Queen of the Snow Encounters the World” by Samantha Carleton

Submitted to Contest #77

Roxana sat by the bedroom window and watched snowflakes as big and fluffy as cotton balls melt into the sidewalk. She pulled the blanket her mother had knit up around her shoulders like a cape, then dragged the ends behind her as she padded down the ground-floor apartment's hallway. "I want to go outside," she announced to her mother, who sat at the little table in the living room with a stack of bills. "It's too cold to go out right now," her mother said without looking up. "Besides, the steps are probably iced over, and I d...

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“A friend for each snowflake” by L M

Submitted to Contest #77

She had been here for five days and hadn't yet set foot outside. She wasn't scared she assured herself, just cautious recalling her first night as she made her way from the car to the door dragging her luggage and almost slipped. Surely this snow, practically frozen rain, was dangerous.They had no snow where she came from. It was all sun and heat and drenching rain all year long. But she had needed a better life, a brighter future, so to speak and when the opportunity had presented itself, there had been no hesitation of packing her off and ...

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“Rain Dance” by Cindy Pereira

Submitted to Contest #77

I don’t live in a climate that snows; but the rain can catch you off guard. Here's my story: About 15 years ago, in the heat of summer, my two older brothers, a cousin, a close friend, who was later to become my husband, and a sister-in-law, went out on a one night’s camp to the Cauvery River, just over the hill from my Nan’s farm in Sivasamudram. It was my first camp out in the wilderness, and after a lot of deliberation to go here and go there, and climb this hill, and scale that fort, we all said that it would be a great idea to camp o...

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“First Christmas Snow” by Cather Meldr

Submitted to Contest #77

On Christmas Eve morning Jenny mouse woke to the sounds of great excitement from her children. Dressing as quickly as she could she rushed downstairs to see what was happening. Every pane of glass in the kitchen window was covered by a head looking out at the big white things falling down from the sky. When the children saw Jenny, they rushed toward her, all talking all at the same time. “One at a time,” she smiled, as she looked down at little Pip, who was jumping up and down in her usual excited way. "The bi...

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“A Frozen, Beguiled Cabin.” by Philip Alexander

Submitted to Contest #77

“Beguile? What does that even mean Zelda? Can you stop already? I’m over this silly game.” Fitzgerald was on his last nerve, his lower lip turning a cool shade of purple, and trembling from the cold, his nearly frostbitten fingers stored productively between his thighs for warmth. For the last half hour, his soon-to-be ex-girlfriend Zelda promptly read from an old, worn-out dictionary, finding words she considered interesting and rarely used. “He'll beguile you with his famous smile, meaning to charm.” Zelda read calmly, her grapefruit ...

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“Bonfire ” by Des Feller

Submitted to Contest #77

"You're coming to the bonfire tonight, right?" Her hand swings over my shoulder, and I bend forward at the sudden impact, almost dropping my phone in the process. "Jeez Zoe, keep that thing under control," I say with a laugh, pushing her away. She laughs too, hooking her arm over me again as we continue down the hallway of our nearly empty high school. "What, you mean my arm?" she says innocently. "No, I mean your pet tiger that you take everywhere," I say with a point and when she instinctively looks down, I jab her quickly in the stomach, ...

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“Snow Day” by John Del Rio

Submitted to Contest #77

Teague found himself in front of his employer’s door. The door was closed, which was a little unusual. Mr. Penrose prided himself on his approachability and his door was almost always “famously” open. The door in question opened onto a suite of rooms with the first and largest being the office where Penrose held court if you will, and otherwise conducted daily business for the Enterprise that he had spent years building. The door was in one of the finer hotels on the West Side of the city. It was different than all of the...

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“Finally together” by Joane Unknown

Submitted to Contest #77

Imagine an experiment that had been hidden for more than 5 years, that could bring the child’s parents a smile on their faces, a smile that they didn’t have until the disaster happened. An experiment that was made for someone who wanted to be with that somebody who used to bring them that smile. Jessy Morrow, a new scientist, that was working at one of the biggest sciences companies in the world. She was 26 years old. Jessy was a friendly person, that followed the rules and had a lot of friends. Jessy lived in Tokyo. She di...

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“Set In Snow” by Carole Cobos

Submitted to Contest #77

Trigger Warning: Suicide Attempt. Overdose.She stared at the snow, a cool crisp blanket of white. Not yet muddled by footsteps. “Taylor,” her boyfriend’s hand ghosted a few breaths short of her shoulder “don’t you want to go outside?”She raises the open book from her lap, showing him the cover. Non-verbally telling him that she didn’t want to go outside, she had a book.He sighed, looking at his tall strong girlfriend dwarfed in a sweater, shaking like a leaf. She was staring at the snow again, with the glazed look on her face.Tears slip...

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“Death in winter” by Asa Green

Submitted to Contest #77

I stared at the snow. It was so far down...I think. When everything is white, you really can't tell. Footsteps pounded the ground next to me. I couldn't keep up, but he squeezed my hand. I wanted to say something, I wanted to do something besides run. What was he thinking? He was leading us all to a fate worse than what we would experience if one less of us lived out our days. There it was. The hand. She was back up. We reached the ice. My feet stopped moving. I had made up my mind, I refused to continue and die too. But he was faster, stron...

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“Hide and Seek” by Tate Schad

Submitted to Contest #77

A map blinking in deep purple occupied the screen. Henry started wailing the second the television cut away from his favorite show, and I crept back to the living room to calm him down. Not the programing I’d choose for a six-year-old, but the medical drama seemingly lulled him to sleep, giving me a much-needed break and the chance to explore this maze of a house. I barely glimpsed the first hallway before the weatherman brought up blizzard advisories and Henry shot up like a siren. I swear, I’ve never seen a kid flip a switch so easily ...

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“Indulge Me In, Snow.” by Shreya Kandari

Submitted to Contest #77

CW: suicide I looked at it, the first snow of this year. Falling down freely as if they have waited for this moment from many years. Dropping themselves on the ground, but still so happy. It was the same cold winter this year, the chilly winds which made people adore laziness and stay back at their homes. But somehow it felt colder to me, I realized it wasn't the snow that made me feel colder, just my own loneliness in this warm home, but not enough warmth that will melt my sadness in my heart. Suddenly, I smiled looking through my gl...

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“An Unexpected October Blizzard” by Laurel Quinn

Submitted to Contest #77

Located on a small, rural farm exactly forty minutes away from friends, towns, and resources, our surroundings consisted of lush, green cornfields in the summer and empty, barren fields of frozen dirt in the winter. In mid-October, 2002, winter came early, and it brought with it a vengeful blizzard of ice, wind, and bitter cold. The snow had begun falling in fat, beautifully intricate snowflakes on a Friday morning, and by the time we returned from school, delivered by school bus at the end of the longest lane a kid could ever walk, the sno...

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“The Cold Heart” by Ayesha Hassan

Submitted to Contest #77

The Cold Heart An innocent ray with all its subtle vitality and dying liveliness was coming out of the window. There was a strange , never ending war going on between meek rays of sun and omnipotent , , despotic , callous cold which was omnipresent, sole and alone ruler of bone chilling January. Anna s’ dead white fingers were cleaning t...

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“The Bay Window” by Aubrey Spencer

Submitted to Contest #77

Jack Wilson sat in his navy blue robe, nursing a strong cup of scalding hot coffee, sitting at his favorite bay window. This space, despite being cold enough by the large window that he saw his breath when he blew, was where Jack sat every day. Thinking. Looking through the window to the snow. Remembering. Times when sitting in this bay window was filled with company. Simpler times when he could sit here with his coffee too sweet, writing and reading and drawing the view of the bare trees covered in a white reflection and a frozen lake, sere...

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