Start your story with it raining… anything but rain (e.g. flowers, cutlery, seashells, running shoes).

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“IT'S RAINING WHAT?” by Les Clark

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IT’S RAINING WHAT? By LES CLARK “Hey kids, wanna see...real magic?” That effusive line blasted from speakers surrounding the auditorium filled with chubby prepubescent faces and happy parents. It was the reason dollars rained down on Ralph Demming, aka Funny Pants Pete. No matter where Nielson tested the ratings, Demming and his alter ego were in the hearts and minds (and wallets) of fifty million people up, down and over Earth’s latitudes and longitudes. &nb...

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“A Leaf From Above” by Alyce King

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As I stand under the falling leaves, I remember the times when I was a lot younger, that I believed in magic and spells. How I used to pretend to put spells on my teddies and dolls, and turn them into different toys. I watched the pack of cards change before my eyes, and didn’t know there was a way to do it. It was magic and I loved it. I loved that time of childhood - anything could happen and I could make anything happen, I could change the world, my little world. But today, I was standing under a tall beech tree, its leaves falling and ge...

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“Robincloud” by Nick Baldino

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The President is always the last to enter. The rest of the Council of Economic Advisers wait for him in mesh office chairs inherited from the Clinton era. Jeremy Evans can’t help but swivel back and forth- he is the only one not in a suit, and his chambray shirt has a ketchup stain near the front right pocket. He hopes nobody notices. “Who’s the guy with the ketchup stain?” a man across the round table asks. He’s wearing tortoise horned glasses and a small white hanky in his blazer. The accountant neighboring Jeremy speaks up. “Mr. Fra...

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“What's in a Name?” by Keelan LaForge

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“Mum, look at this!” Jeremiah yelled from his seat on the window ledge.“What?” his mum asked, darting in with a frazzled “I’m trying to get ready” look on her face.“Balloons are falling from the sky.”“For goodness’ sake, Jeremiah, I’m in a rush.”“I’m not making it up, Mum. I promise, they are.”His mum crossed the bedroom and perched next to him, looking at the sky. Sure enough, there were little Chinese lanterns falling from the sky.“What date is it?” she asked.“It’s the ninth of February. I only know because my teacher kept telling us yeste...

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“Umbrellas and Pearls” by Jacqueline R

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My day started like any other, with talking cats and raining pearls. And no, not the kind from your grandmother's necklace. These are imperfect, not quite a circle, discolored, and considered not ‘good enough’ for fancy necklaces. They’re my favorite. People don’t like it when it rains pearls and I don’t get it. It’s much better than when it rains big, heavy stuff like wheels and microwaves. One time we had an aluminum storm! The electric currents had us holed up for two days. I went stir-crazy, but at least Mittens and ...

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“Forecast Calls For Showers” by Alyssia Cowart

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Cold January evening, I walked along damp cement under many yellow tinted streetlamps. The cold air kissed my cheeks red, and the wind danced through my hair. I had my favorite pair of headphones on where I'd listen to our favorite songs. They still brought me comfort. I wasn't in any rush to get home, I wanted to take my time to finish our playlist. I glanced up to the blackened sky where specks of white lie. They twinkled the way your eyes used to.I stumbled over a crack in the sidewalk and realized my shoelace was untied. I kneeled to tie...

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“Rain of Time” by Kai Moon

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“Having trouble with those falling clocks? Are you worried that your umbrella might get destroyed? Then our Super Elastic Guardian is just for you! Unlike your usual umbrellas, this one is made of extremely durable material and can deflect the heaviest clocks during the Rain of Time! It can even protect you from your granny’s old cuckoo clock! Get your Super Elastic Guardian today at your local RainStop for 30% off!” The digital billboards were bursting with umbrella ads again. They always popped up at the beginning of the Rain of Time. They...

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“A Month with Mother” by John Paul Myers

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It’s nine o’clock, toddlers rain from the sky, Mother punches her card and clocks in.She sips a coffee she bought from the corner store though the company offers it for free to all employees. But Mother doesn’t like to get coffee from the lounge. Mother doesn’t like the lounge at all.“She calls herself Mother? Oh my god… that’s so pretentious!” Tracey, the new hire, says after being informed by the gossip circle.“I know! On my vacation months, I go to the cruise line, right? There’s a bunch of cute bartenders, one of them is like, the best o...

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“Killian and the Runaways” by Ross Geiger

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Killian frowned, because it was raining cats and dogs, and the dish had run away with the spoon. He wasn’t quite sure which one was more usual or unusual. On the one hand, it was unusual for water to be composed of domesticated animals, and on the other foot his cookware was usually more well-behaved. He surveyed the various appliances arranged in his workshop, neatly stacked and ordered, all sitting quite still but ready to leap into action. He then turned back to the window, through which, struggling through smatterings of canids and...

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“I Only Want to See You Laughing in the Blue Rain” by Gabriel Perez

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It was Spring Break and it seemed to be going too fast. Time flying, like a loose kite in a gale force wind. Preston was standing by the window. He held a pensive look. His younger sister was sitting at her desk, drawing with markers and crayons on a sketch pad. Preston casually looked out the window and gazed up at the sky. Gray puffy clouds greeted his eyes. Startled, he quickly pointed to them. "Looks like rain...again," he said. He then noticed the leaves on the trees beginning to sway gently. "Man, it better not. Please tell m...

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“Weather changes” by Elizabeth Foreman

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It was March. The shamrocks were cascading from the clouds. My eyes fluttered shut as I stood with my face to the sky. During my busier days, I needed a quick breath of fresh air and the earthy smell of the shamrocks. If green was a smell, it would smell like shamrocks. I quickly walked back to my office and finished the day cheerfully.Fluffy, yellow peeps plopped from the sky during the month of April. At the nearby park, children were scooping the peeps into baskets to save for snack time later. Grumpy grandpas shuffled along kicking at th...

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“Brainstorm” by Heather Kenealy

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"My boots are full of thinkings," Carrie said, as she stood on the front porch, her little pink rain coat slick and shiny. "Mommy, my boots are full...""Oh, Carrie," Terra said, shifting Baby LouLou on her hip, as she took her five year old daughter's backpack from the girl's little hands. "I told you to keep your boots tucked into your pants!""Inna pants!" LouLou crowed.Carrie shook her hood off and said, "Mommy, you aren't listening. Is it because you're overworked and tired since your life didn't turn out the way you expected? Maybe you c...

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“The Guy On The Nineteenth Floor” by Antara Srikanth

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I was walking down the paved road, struggling to hold my umbrella in one hand and my files and handbag in the other. It was raining heavily accompanied by strong winds and it became a task to just cover that five-minute walk from my block to the main gate of the building. I was in a hurry, as I was sure I wouldn't get an auto in such a rain. If so I would have to walk the entire distance to the metro station. 'Oh God I will be late for college again today', I said to myself as I increased my walking pace. I remembered the grumpy face of my...

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“Jessie's Courage” by Mari-Lynne Infantino

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Jessie listened to the wind blowing through the trees and watched the remaining leaves take flight. Scarlet, gold, green, and orange rained through the sky, landing everywhere, some over the fence and down the neighborhood streets. Safe, warm, and snug in her recliner, she tugged at the blanket tucked around her legs and wished for the freedom to join the leaves. If only I had been a tree, my leaves withering away the day Tommy died. The storm would have battered my trunk, wind gusts lacerating my heart in a million leafy pieces. Jessie...

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“Light as a feather” by Kim Olson

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The dog strained at the leash, causing the woman’s arm to pull painfully. She almost lost her footing on the wet slippery leaves. It had rained the night before, and she was afraid the leaves would stick to her tennis shoes and get tracked into her kitchen. That always seemed to happen.She was tired, probably since she hadn’t slept well the night before. Like a lot of nights lately, she couldn’t fall asleep. Instead, she laid in bed uncomfortably while her thoughts circled round and round. There were certain things in her life that her mind ...

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Start your story with it raining… anything but rain (e.g. flowers, cutlery, seashells, running shoes).

Submissions are closed

✍️ 88 stories

“IT'S RAINING WHAT?” by Les Clark

“A Leaf From Above” by Alyce King

“Robincloud” by Nick Baldino

“What's in a Name?” by Keelan LaForge

“Umbrellas and Pearls” by Jacqueline R

“Forecast Calls For Showers” by Alyssia Cowart

“Rain of Time” by Kai Moon

“A Month with Mother” by John Paul Myers

“Killian and the Runaways” by Ross Geiger

“I Only Want to See You Laughing in the Blue Rain” by Gabriel Perez

“Weather changes” by Elizabeth Foreman

“Brainstorm” by Heather Kenealy

“The Guy On The Nineteenth Floor” by Antara Srikanth

“Jessie's Courage” by Mari-Lynne Infantino

“Light as a feather” by Kim Olson

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Write a story where a regular household item becomes sentient.

Write a story where the laws of time and space begin to dissolve.

Write a story where your character is traveling a road that has no end.

Write a story about an artist whose work has magical properties.

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