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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

“Shot Spot Spectacular” by Rob Jonasson

Submitted to Contest #77

The last few days had been the perfect weather for the grandkids to get outside; Not so cold that you’d catch a chill or get aches from the ever creeping arthritis, not so warm that you’d come back inside damp and prone to illness, but the gentle middle ground for a change. That sort of thermometer area that hangs around minus ten Celsius, just the right weather for skating with the grandkids. The right weather for light crystalline powdered snow to form in the clouds as a cold front meets a warm front and the saturated clouds condense causi...

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“Amidst the Cold” by Samuel Bowen

Submitted to Contest #77

White flecks fluttered to earth from puffy clouds. It was snowing... I had hoped for rain. Why couldn’t the sky be a foggy grey like my mood? I needed the rhythmic drops of a thunderstorm on a day like this. Maybe even with occasional rumbles of distant thunder adding to the natural Lo-fi of the rain. Yet the snow fell as if it was trapped in time; Soundless and slow, simply drifting past my view. I looked out over the railing. The buildings stood gloomily in the heavy haze of blank whiteness. Cars still roamed the streets, but they seemed s...

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“Aftermath” by Merel Cooijmans

Submitted to Contest #77

1633 Words Jenn opened the door of the apartment building. It had snowed, she knew that. Only, the layer of snow was way thicker than she thought. She hadn’t looked outside for the last hour or so. She smiled when she thought about that. It didn’t look that dark outside, the streetlights reflected on the fresh white snow. The only thing that touched it were the delicate paws of a cat. She hadn’t expected otherwise at 23:30 in lockdown. The heavy yellow door locked behind her. She looked around the street, nobody had taken the effort to c...

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“THE TUXEDO CAT” by Sophia Edna Taljaard

Submitted to Contest #77

THE TUXEDO CAT It was a dream come true, but ironically a dream encompassed within the greatest nightmare I had ever had. For a while all my woes were forgotten as I stood looking through the window in wonder. Yesterday’s abundant shades of green had magically turned into a white Christmas scene, a real one, for I had never seen snow before. As the snowflakes drifted down, faster and faster, I thought I heard the ringing of bells, and a hearty “Ho-ho!” But the “Ho-ho!” was a “Mew-mew!” It was that Tuxedo again. I opened the door to the co...

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“A winter's morning” by Niamh Kearns

Submitted to Contest #77

I awoke softly. No alarm, no glaring light, just naturally, peacefully roused from sleep. I sat up, stretched and placed my feet onto the cold laminate floor. I stood, and paced over to the window. Opening the curtain, i was greeted by a blanket of idyllic, white snow covering everything as far as the eye could see. I smiled, memories of snow-days during my childhood flooding my mind. A joyful robin hopped around my garden, an animal always warmed my soul, signifying the change of seasons. I meandered into the kitchen and poured myself a mug...

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“The Pond” by Kelly Alaniz

Submitted to Contest #77

Kelly Alaniz Contest 226 Snow Day 1/19/21 The Pond. The snow had finally let up after almost three solid days and it was deeper than usual. The windows were fogged up and I had to wipe a circle so that I could see outside. Ice sickles hung from the edge of the roof and the trees looked like someone had sprinkled their branches heavily with too much powdered sugar. Some of the branches were bent downward under the weight of the snow on them. Some looked as though they might snap off under their heavy load. I loved sitting in the window se...

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“Frozen Over” by Golem Bee

Submitted to Contest #77

December.What a wonderful time of the year.Winter is truly a beautiful season. Windows of cars and houses frosting over in a thin, translucent layer of ice that you can just about see through if you press your face hard enough against the glass. The cold blasts of air rushing over your face as you walk down the deserted street, a lone streetlamp standing tall, illuminating down onto your face in a light blue tint. Frozen icicles forming on the tips of trees as they stand paralysed, unable to dance in the breeze of spine chilling wind.Westley...

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“The Pond ” by Missy Talbot

Submitted to Contest #77

He had been gone for hours, but he would return. He always returned.The wind howled outside, an angry beast that would not be quelled. Snowflakes, usually the epitome of grace and beauty, flurried outside the frosted window angrily. The cement floor was a lonely ice rink devoid of skaters. A dim bulb glowed overhead, casting shadows into the corners. My fingers had started turning from blue to black. I had stopped feeling my toes days ago.I looked to the window again, straining my neck as far as I could to peer into the frost-bitten glass. T...

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“Bexley Feelings” by Mello Timothy

Submitted to Contest #77

Amkele stepped out of bed and opened the curtains of her large rooftop loft. It had beautiful view of Summerside City. It's snowing. She was never a fan of winter, it made her feel alone. But absolutely loved the snow, she thought it made things prettier. She sighed deeply. The winter of my 30th, she said quietly to herself. She always thought she'd be married with kids at that age, but she hadn't been that lucky. Orphaned at age 15, she grew up taking care of herself. After graduating high school early and getting into college at age 16, sh...

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“Snowy Syndromes” by 𝔼𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖 ℤ𝕙𝕠𝕦

Submitted to Contest #77

Snow. It couldn't have been real, could it? No, it wasn't a figment of my imagination this time: bountiful, pure, white snow. My breath fogged up the window as I longed to go into the snow, my fingers itching to reach for the delicate flakes--to mold and sculpt them to whatever creation I desired. My wish was nearly fulfilled as my hands attempted to unlatch the window's lock. However, the chill emitting from the cool metal seized any other movement I could make. But that still didn't stop me from gingerly pressing my face agains...

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“Lost and Found” by Heather W

Submitted to Contest #77

I stand on the shore, staring down at the thick shroud of snow smothering my feet. I can't spend another day alone. Though I know Gregory wouldn't want me to give up, I have no choice. I have spent two years, seven hundred and thirty interminable days, without the love of my life, and the thought of even one more moment is agonizing. They told me that he would have barely felt a thing once the river's brutally gray waters closed over his head and the fractured ice hid him from my view. I'll soon know if they were right. I take a slow deep br...

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“The Sunken Church” by Louise Coley

Submitted to Contest #77

The girl at table four stared out of the steam licked window as snow began, tentatively, to fall. The first few flakes were cautious, clumping together in feathery masses that drifted sideways on the wind and flocked beneath the sickly yellow light of the street lamps like dust motes in a beam of sunlight. For now they dissolved into the asphalt, still slick with afternoon sleet, but later they would settle. The girl stared absently at the changing weather or perhaps past it into the dark, jagged treeline, her head full of television snow, t...

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“Ward D” by Bill Humphrey

Submitted to Contest #77

Ward D It was only supposed to snow about an inch. That was what the weatherman on T.V. had said. That was about a half-inch more snow than Mildred had seen the entire two years she had lived here in North Texas. Like most weather forecasts around here, that one had been wrong. The light snow and sleet that had been happening when she had arrived at work over twenty hours ago had quickly turned into a full-scale blizzard. By the time her shift had ended at eight o'clock this morning, there were at least four feet of ...

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“Halls End” by Joe Swanson

Submitted to Contest #77

Is it supposed to stop? I should have left several hours ago, when I wanted to. But as always, I let the duty, or perhaps my presumption of duty, cause me to disregard by instincts. I make the usual assumption that if the weather was that bad, they’d let us know. Tell us, me, to go home. Looking out the window, I can see the snow piling up on the roof of the car, swirling around the parking lot, now a white desert. I’m used to being alone here, I’m a night watchman, security guard they call us, but I’ve yet to figure...

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“Fresh Meat” by Cheryl Fulks

Submitted to Contest #77

Fresh Meat It is freezing out here, Beth stated; when are you going to quit that filthy habit. Steph just laughed and said, I know they are going to kill me. Beth was a good friend braving the cold while her friend Stephanie took a smoke break. Both women had worked 10 hours straight and had 6 more to go before the next shift relieved them. As they walked back into the hospital, Beth noticed the snowflakes starting to get larger and coming straight down instead of blowing in the wind. The weatherman had called for a...

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Title: Burying David

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