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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

“Snow On The Pines” by Phoebe DeNeve

Submitted to Contest #77

Snow blowing, dust particles, and broken glass; that's what Noah saw when his vision started to clear. As he slowly regained thought, the memories came flooding back to him; driving down a snowy road, a blizzard starting, his girlfriend, Amelia, telling him that they should stop, then him losing control of the car, and it started spinning before rolling into the ditch. "Amelia?" Noah called out, turning his head. He saw her in the passenger seat, slumped over unconscious, with a bleeding gash on the side of her head. He weakly reached over ...

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“THE FOUR DWARF WITH FOUR SEASONS ” by Alishba Kay

Submitted to Contest #77

There was once a woman who had two girls. One was her own daughter, the other a stepchild. Holena , her own daughter, she loved dearly, but she couldn't bear even the sight of Marushka, the stepchild. This was because Marushka was so much prettier than Holena. Marushka, the dear child, didn't know how pretty she was and so she never understood why, whenever she stood beside Holena, the stepmother frowned so crossly. Mother and daughter made Marushka do all the housework alone. She had to cook and wash and sew and spin and take care of the g...

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“Slopes of Life” by Emily Trucco

Submitted to Contest #77

“Snow, Jean!”Jean laughed at the excitement in her husband’s voice. He had been saying the same thing all morning. She shook her head fondly - some things never change no matter how old you get. Every January a smattering of snow would fall and Philip would convince her to go for a walk to see the town painted white. And so when he had opened the curtains with the same exclamation she had known they would be going on a walk up the hill first thing after breakfast.She shuffled to the coat rack, pulling on her padded winter coat with effo...

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“The Girl in the Well” by Briana Spring

Submitted to Contest #77

Trigger warning: DepressionShe tilts her head up and feels the specks of cold land gently upon her face. She can see nothing in the darkness above save for the pure white of the snowflakes that offset against it. They fall slowly; time is meaningless to them. It's almost mocking—the slowness—when paired with her ever-increasing urgency.She can't remember how she got here or how long she has spent clawing at the unyielding stone walls. Her bloody fingers are an indication that she's been at it for a while. But once she eventually gi...

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“The new ice champion (part one)” by Harley Quinn

Submitted to Contest #77

“I cant do it.” said Cory to herself looking at the ice skating rink out of her hall window . She took a deep breath and closed the curtains. Cory went to the kitchen and made herself a warm cup of hot coco with a marsh mellow on top. She then sat on the couch and wrapped herself in her warm purple blanket that her mother had given her before dying. Cory’s parents had died in a tragic helicopter accident. Cory’s mom, Tina banks, was a professional ice skating champion. And her dad, Steve banks was a very famous anchor and had anchored in alm...

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“Louise Runs Away” by Svara Narasiah

Submitted to Contest #77

It was January 19th, right in the middle of winter. Cold snow fell from the cloudy sky and landed on the ground below the girl.. She shivered, partly from the cold, and partly with anticipation. Louise pulled her green coat tightly around her shoulders, her heart thundering inside her chest. Pom pom, pom pum. She felt blood rush to her head and rubbed her temples, her fingers half-frozen—she had forgotten her mittens at home.She was standing in a little clearing within a large forest. Tall pine trees surrounded her, their dull gree...

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“Wintersun ” by Kay (:

Submitted to Contest #77

Looking out of the back window I saw something sparkling white, gleaming in the Winter’s sun. I pressed my face against the cold glass. A deer walked past in the distance, pawing at the glittering snow, searching for food. I shivered, backing away from the glass moving towards the warm fireplace, it melted my frozen face and hands. “Eria! Lunch is ready!” my mom called from the kitchen. “Coming!” I called back, standing up. Taking one last look outside the window, I noticed that glittering stars were falling from the sky....

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“The Cabin” by Harken Void

Submitted to Contest #77

Welcome to the end of your world. No need to worry - you’ve done plenty of that throughout your life already. This isn’t some doomsday apocalypse like you see in the movies or read about in books. The world is still spinning, all the things you hold dear still exist - only we’ve removed them from you for the next ten days. This end of the world will be for you only, your own personal experience. This is your chance to start living your life anew. Notice that the cabin you’ll be staying in is off the grid. That means no connection to society ...

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“Paz a tu Alma” by Anna Mosqueda

Submitted to Contest #77

Walking along the stone path to my mother and father’s house, I can feel the weather shifting from Spring to Summer. It’s a biannual tradition for Kit and I to write to each other when the seasons change. Since she wrote to me first in the Spring, it’s my turn to write to her first. I can imagine her sitting at her desk, checking the time and waiting for my letter to show up. As I’m knocking on the door to the castle, a panting servant shows up beside me, placing his hand on the wall while trying to catch his breath. There are scratches...

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“Red On A White Canvas.” by Eleanor Grey

Submitted to Contest #77

Jean woke up in the morning to white. The village had been covered in a blanket of snow, thick and deep. She stood outside, shivering slightly - not just from the cold, but excitement. The breeze cut through her like a knife, but she slipped on her red mittens and stumbled onward through the snow. It tripped her up frequently as Bailey, her ironically golden and summertime looking dog, leapt enthusiastically through the snow. Jean laughed and watched as Bailey’s fur practically turned white. He, like Jean, had always loved the snow. He was a...

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“Words of Hate and Regret” by CM Jewell

Submitted to Contest #77

Dutch’s last words to his wife were I want a divorce. His last words to his daughter were go to your room. He had never envisioned having final words to his family, but if he had, those words would never had been the ones he would’ve thought. But such was life. It had happened suddenly, in the night. Dutch was asleep on the couch, an empty bottle of whiskey on the ground by his side, it’s amber insides stained on the carpet. Dutch and his wife had gotten into another nasty argument, the third one this week, and she had banished him to the...

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“The MAY SNOW” by Sreedevi Mahapatra

Submitted to Contest #77

Wish I could go home, back to my village and feel the warmth of the January sun. The beautiful yellow mustard flowers in the fields , the baby green wheat fields, the long reddish brown sugarcane, the spring onion saplings, new brown potatoes, the peanut candy made with fresh golden colour jaggery and of course the hard sesame seed balls also made with jaggery... uff the list is endless”, murmured Jaya struggling with her sari, the overcoat and of course the snow boots. Jaya had come to Atlanta to assist her daughter Radha with her fi...

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“Beginning of the End” by Rosie Garcia

Submitted to Contest #77

Well. Here you are. All the way at the beginning of the end. You’re staring at the snow, aren’t you? Like it holds the answers to your questions? You don’t have any questions. But it seems that you think there are answers. Answers to why it is only the beginning of the end, when so much has already gone wrong. That’s not a question; it’s a statement. There is a lot of thinking to be done. Thinking about how you could stay here, and remain quiet in your ways, to halt the end in its tracks. That’s how it’s supposed to work, right? If you do no...

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“The Cabin” by Rexy Rexy

Submitted to Contest #77

‘Hey Alex, I got us some more firewood.’ Persephone opened the door and dragged a bag in from the snow buried porch. ‘What have you done Alex? I told you not to move.’‘Ah, you are back.’ Alex woke up to the sound of Persephone’s voice, still lying on the floor next to the bed. ‘I uh, never mind. Help me get back in the bed.’‘Of course.’ Persephone dropped the bag and came to Alex’s aid.Alex suddenly grabbed Persephone’s arm, ‘Who are you, hm?’‘What do you mean? I’m Persephone, your friend. Did you have a concussion?’ Persephone tried to exam...

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“The Mountainside” by Bill Willoughby

Submitted to Contest #77

Many, many years ago, when tigers used to smoke, there lived an old man on a mountain. He lived in a secluded cabin far, far away from any other people. He was happy there alone with nothing but his own thoughts. Until he met her. Life became brighter. His beautiful wife, a lovely creature, all smiles and sunshine, pretty blonde curls, blue eyes the color of the clear running mountain stream that flowed past their cabin. Her voice as soft and sweet as the tufted titmouse, she would sing all day while she worked around the cabin. He could h...

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Ended on 23:59 - Jan 22, 2021 EST

Won by K. Antonio 🏆

Title: Burying David

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