Write a story set against the backdrop of a storm.

Posted in Dramatic on Sep 30, 2024

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“Coincidental Storm” by Ginger M Crabb

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“Dan, it’s pouring out here! Can’t this wait?” Deidre yelled over the roaring wind, buckets of rain pouring down their backs. “No! It can’t if I can’t get this thing running we might as well have packed up and moved back to the high country,” he said, water pouring down his face as he held the flashlight. Dan hovered over the engine of the sputtering generator that ran the sump pump. “Without the generator, we’re sunk, literally! Wait! Here’s the problem, this plug isn’t screwed in all the way. Hand me that pair of pliers, would yo...

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“Girlhood” by Georgia Daniels

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“We have to keep digging!” shouted Martha in a feeble attempt to be heard over the unrelenting rain slicing through the trees. Martha turned to face the two girls standing either side of her, stoic in the sinking mud, their faces barely visible in the daylight that was slowly disappearing behind smoke-coloured clouds. “I don’t like this guys, I have a really bad feeling about this” Jen muttered to the group as she choked back tears that threatened to spill. The rain was unforgiving, pooling in the mud under the girl’s now-ruined shoes, thei...

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“Storm” by Stephanie Canaway

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The power of the storm rages as the energy of its motion builds, whipping all around, picking up all and sundry in its path, old or new, nothing is spared as the momentum builds, ready to unleash its tirade upon unexpecting participants. The turbulence can be seen, heard and felt. There is no silence, there is no escape. Judgement, criticism, panic, fear and survival all converge into a singular moment of overwhelming emotion. Ducking, weaving, and all attempts to try to avoid, bury or outrun it appear futile. No amount of pre...

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“Erkon's Awakening” by William Michaud

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Sheila opened her eyes for the first time in a week. She had been hopping through dreams and felt as if she had lived many lives. Her blue irises had no trouble adjusting to the light, as there was none. After a few seconds, she came back to her senses and remembered who she was, where she was, and what she had to do. Her right hand searched casually for a protrusion in the corner, and gently pressed the button. Her dilated pupils began retracting slowly as the light increased all around her, and the wall in front of her became less and less...

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“Racing the Storm” by Hannah Foust

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There was absolutely no need for me to go, I would be of no help, but I was invited, and glad for the excuse to have a few days off work. It was Memorial Day weekend, Dad and I drove the seven hours to Kansas, with Grandma and Grandpa, to help them on the farm, removing brush out of the waterways in the corn fields. However the weather had turned for the worse, but Dad and I had already arranged for the time off work, So Grandpa didn’t want to cancel, and the work needed done regardless. We checked into the hotel, and met up with some family...

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“More Than What One Sees” by Kendra Thatcher

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The sky was pitch black that night. The only source of light came from occasional lightning bolts that crackled loudly. The moon was in hiding, and the stars seemed to have abandoned the skies. Despite the rolling thunder, rain did not grace the earth with her nourishment.Beneath the raging sky sat a white farmhouse. Within its second floor a woman lay in her bed encompassed in a deep sleep that caused her ears to be deaf to the angry sounds of the rumbling thunder and the lighting’s aggressive whip. Her sleeping eyes were scrunched tightly ...

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“Fathers Sword” by Dane Haylett

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The storm crept closer. I felt another impact to my side sending me to the dirt of my town's little training arena. I let out a short ride as I collapsed dropping my wooden training sword. GET UP! A deep thunderous voice echoed throughout the baron arena. No spectators were allowed during my lessons unlike others, I looked up to the one who had dealt the painful blow to my ribs. Tall and muscular. Looked the part of a warrior, unlike me. He wore leather armor all over his body and hide pants with leather boots. Across his face going over his...

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“The Storm” by Douglas R

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“The End of the World is as Good a Time to Change as Ever” by Samuel Teaches

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It was supposed to be a chill camping week, away from society. Leah and I had borrowed all the equipment necessary for a comfortable trip up into the mountains. For three days, everything was calm. Then the apocalypse hit. Or at least, it felt like it.A flash of pure white light split the sky, with lightning branching into three forks. Leah’s body trembled in my arms as thunder followed just seconds later. The storm was directly overhead. Rain fell from the pitch-black sky, pelting the trees and us relentlessly. The gales had torn our tent h...

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“A Noise in the Forest ” by Dagny Gunnar

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Rosaire Labelle had never experienced such a sound. It pierced through her dreams of warmth and security. Crashing her back to the reality of her situation. For days, the news and weather agencies warned of the storm that was coming, but she remained unaware and unprepared. The wailing screech, such an unfamiliar and terrifying shriek. What could make such a noise? Alone, unarmed, and barely strong enough to sit straight, she unzipped the tent. Still wrapped in her sleeping bag, Rosaire peered from behind the corner of the door f...

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“A Storm of Secrets” by David Dean

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Battered by the howling winds of a fierce Toronto storm, Hector Mares, an armorer at the Canadian Spacetime Agency, stepped into the chaotic scene of an enigmatic murder. Sheets of rain lashed his boots, the gusts pulling violently as he always hated at the forward motion of his shoulders. Thunder rumbled across the night sky, with brief flashes of lightning revealing the looming silhouette of an old mansion perched by the city's lakeside. The mansion's dark outline, stark against the stormy sky, seemed to defy the fury of the weather, stand...

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“The S-Bend ” by Darcy Hay

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NORTH TO THE S-BEND 'Hang on. Not right now,” the father said, as the S-Bend neared. The quiet white lines and glinting reflective pickets splayed wider apart. Dead ahead, no lights shone at the S-Bend Roadhouse, and a feathery drizzle fell. The road curved like a bow and slowed to 90 kilometres an hour – it swung in towards the Roadhouse, and then, gracefully loped away from it. A truck's headlights slowed and curved to mirror them on the other side of the southern S-Bend. Each driver seemed courteously aware of the other's hope to not...

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“April, 1974” by Renee Yancey

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PBS doesn't have weather alerts. Thank God the big picture window’s curtains were open. An unbelievable sight that had all three adults paralyzed as they looked out at it for a moment. A whirling gigantic force that is quickly making its way across the open field. The children, laying across the shag carpet, eyes glued to Sesame Street, are blissfully unaware of the approaching danger. It is the thought of the children that frees them from the paralytic fear. They run towards them. He grabs his daughter. She doesn't have time to ask what's w...

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“Dance with the Dust” by Malcolm Twigg

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Falahim hunkered under the overhang watching the wind-whipped sky shred clouds like strips of oily cotton-waste, with flesh-abrading jet streams of grit flying by on each side.This Howloon was unseasonal. But, then, Synapp was a unique world. Falahim tried his best to close his ears to the battering "SKREE...EEE" of the wind hammering around the makeshift shelter. Sand coated his cloak with a residue of clinging, choking dust. He drew his hood close around his head until it all but covered the lexine eye guard. Even ...

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“The Bride of Brexton Stag” by Mark Bastable

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187.5 kHz. A storm is coming, so the shipping forecast tells me. A big one, in from the Atlantic.The three-hundred-and-first step is missing. Or anyway, the centre of the board is. Every other step – all three hundred and forty-one of them – are worn and bowed, but completely intact. It was like that when I took this position eleven years agoMother. My mother came to see me. Not really my mother. I’m not a madman.I last saw her in a bombed-out church in France. I was lying next to my old schoolfriend Albert. We’d taken cover i...

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Write a story set against the backdrop of a storm.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 106 stories

“Coincidental Storm” by Ginger M Crabb

“Girlhood” by Georgia Daniels

“Storm” by Stephanie Canaway

“Erkon's Awakening” by William Michaud

“Racing the Storm” by Hannah Foust

“More Than What One Sees” by Kendra Thatcher

“Fathers Sword” by Dane Haylett

“The Storm” by Douglas R

“The End of the World is as Good a Time to Change as Ever” by Samuel Teaches

“A Noise in the Forest ” by Dagny Gunnar

“A Storm of Secrets” by David Dean

“The S-Bend ” by Darcy Hay

“April, 1974” by Renee Yancey

“Dance with the Dust” by Malcolm Twigg

“The Bride of Brexton Stag” by Mark Bastable

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Write a story with two characters who meet for the first time — and one of them has a secret.

Your character overhears something that changes their path.

There’s been an accident — what happens next?

Your character wants something very badly — will they get it?

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