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Write about a character driving in the rain.

Posted in Fall on Oct 26, 2022

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“Driving Rain” by Amy Wright

Submitted to Contest #112

Ford drove into the night, past one rainstorm and into another. He was driving through the driving rain, he thought. His brain was always coming up with cool stuff like that. He was pretty smart that way. His wife sure didn’t think so, though. She seemed to think he was an idiot, but she just didn’t appreciate his intellect.  He switched the wipers back on as fat drops started to hit the windshield. Whip-whap, whip-whap, whip-whap. The wipers caught on the off beats like a drunken drummer. They weren’t the best wiper blades; need to g...

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“Procrastination Kills” by Cart Wright

Submitted to Contest #112

"Why do I always wait until the last minute to do anything?" James asked himself aloud while driving through the rain. It was midnight and James had just left work. James is 20 years old, a smaller guy, and not very athletic. James is the 4-12 manager at Wendy's and if he isn't at work then he spends most of his time playing video games and reading. It had just started to rain half an hour ago and was just a light rain but his windshield wipers were less than ideal. With less rubber on his wipers than an ultra-thin Trojan, they were causing ...

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“Song of the Ivory Tree” by Caje Auchard

Submitted to Contest #112

The silhouette of the sun dipped below the horizon, hidden behind enormous dark clouds. Lightning struck in the distance, signaling the torrential rain to begin. The canter of the horses pulling the carriage slowed to a crawling pace, but the steeds held true. Curses of the driver forced to brave the elements were drowned by the chaotic pelting of rain.            “Just our damn luck,” Jakeb said, taking a long draw of his rolled cigarette. The foul smell of tobacco and smoke filled the...

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“Rainbow” by Rachel Culp

Submitted to Contest #112

The sheets of rain pound against the windshield as he transverses the mountain curves. The blades seem to leave more water than they remove. He considers pulling over, but the soft groan from the backseat makes his foot push down firmer. If this were any other circumstance, he would, but he had to press on. He suffers a glance back behind him. His wife is stretched out, her hands holding her round belly. It was too early. The baby wasn’t due for another two months. The weekend trip was their last get away before they started their final prep...

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“Hell's Back Alley” by Anna Mahoney

Submitted to Contest #112

They’d said to expect rain, but this is next level. Why didn’t I change those wiper blades before leaving? Why did I take the short cut? What if the road washes out?  It’s almost Christmas and I’m heading up to my best friend’s new place on the East Cape. It's my first visit and I hadn’t appreciated just how remote she was living. No tar seal this far from the city and the road’s already churning. It’s teeming now, so bad the wipers have clapped out altogether. Might have to pull over and wait it out. As if it could hear me, the eng...

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“Your Forgiveness to Give” by Cecil Libbey

Submitted to Contest #112

"...Please leave a message after the tone-" She half tossed- half dropped her phone on the couch and leaned back over the arm, looking out the window. The rain was pelting at the pane now, rattling the glass. Maya sat back up and stared at her phone, screen starting to fade from inactivity. It would be pointless to call him again; he wouldn't answer. She stretched out long, knees cracking after sitting so pent up for at least 45 minutes. The phone lit up with a notification, and she pounced. Twitter. She let her breath fall from her che...

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“Night Drive” by L H

Submitted to Contest #112

Clouds gathered as witnesses. The wind held its breath, stilling the humidity in the air. The garage door to a house rumbled open. A car snailed itself onto the top of the driveway, lights flicked on, waiting for a gap in the traffic. Night traffic wasn’t as busy as day. Soon, the car made a right turn and became one of the red and white lights in the darkness.  The driver, Cali, sighed inwardly. Her eyes were enveloped in a certain blankness, her arms slightly out of strength. Once the car took her on the highway, she inched her foot ...

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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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“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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“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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“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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