You go for a walk in fresh snow. Suddenly you realize you're not leaving any footprints.

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“The Day Before Last ” by Sasha Kolossovsky

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I took that walk because I couldn't be around you anymore. It seemed like every day was a new fight, and I was so tired. Tired of the fighting, of the yelling, of the butting of heads. I was tired of you, and you were tired of us. So I left. I walked out of the cabin right as the sky had turned a brazen red, the setting sun peeking above the snow drifts and through the trees. We rented this cabin because we both agreed that some seclusion together might be good for us. I think we both secretly knew it was stupid. Or pointless. Or...

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“Shadow” by Ray Everblaze

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AaryaA small tingling feeling was building up inside of me. With a gasp, I opened my eyes. The feeling was building, and it was cold. Shivering, I sat up in the snow covered mattress. Snow covered? Shocked, I realized what happened. The open window was bringing in more than just a soothing breeze, it was bringing in a blizzard! With a shiver I ran to the window and shut it. But it was pretty late. My whole floor had a coating of snow, blocking the colored rug and the wooden floor. This was strange. Here in Virginia, we haven't gotten a blizz...

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“Snowy Hallucinations” by Kia Ambrose

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"I'll be back soon!" I shouted out to the empty house, which replied to me in silence.I closed the old, wooden door behind me and was welcomed by the flat white platform of snow. Small flurries calmly floated onto the ground while others swirled around and lightly stung at my face like insects.Merely looking at the sight brought back a childhood memory of when I was at in this exact position of watching the snow fall and letting it melt in my hands within seconds. My face was red with astonishment, and in that moment, it felt like I was on t...

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“To Fall Through Your Front Yard” by Winnie Cook

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Part OneI sit on our worn leather couch, staring out the window at our lawn that is now covered in a fresh layer of sparkling white snow. Just looking at it makes me shiver and I pull my blanket up higher around me. "Beaux," my mother's voice shakes me out of my world of thought and I stand, carrying the blanket with me as I walk over to her as if it is the last thing holding me together.I sit down next to her, her eyes are wrinkling at the corners as she smiles, "You should go for a walk outside." My eyes widen, "It's too cold, Mother. I'd ...

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“STRANGE” by I A

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Forrest looks out the window, sighing heavily. Fat, fluffy snowflakes drift to the ground, cloaking the world in utter silence. It's peaceful and tranquil. The exact sort of atmosphere Forrest needs to finish his report. And of course, it's also the one thing that's distracting him from it. He looks at his work them out the window, then back at his work, contemplating whether going outside for a few moments will affect his report.No, he decides firmly. It might not affect his work directly, but it will certainly give him an excuse to procras...

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“Wandering Spirit” by Isabel Hand

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I left no footprints in the snow. “I don’t know, Emma, that’s life,” Alice slurred later in the bar. “Isn’t it? I mean like, think about it. Really think about it,” she paused mid gesture then dropped her hands. “What was I saying?” “Life and footprints,” Jeremy snorted, face flushed next to the pyramid of empty beer bottles stacked haphazardly at the edge of the woo...

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“The Witch of Wendalltop” by Craig S

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The Witch of Wendalltop lives in a cozy cottage in the mountains just north of town from which she gets her name. She is the third witch of her family to inhabit the quaint cottage. It is nestled in the shadow of Ram’s Peak amongst the impossibly tall evergreens native to the region. The trees provide adequate shade in the summer and cut the icy winds of the frigid winters. Beside the house is the garden now dull and lifeless as wint...

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“For the Love of Snow” by Jason Burchfield

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The giant flakes continued to fall without any sign of letting up. Why people always go on and on about loving snow I’ll never understand. I bet those people have never been snowed in for a week straight hoping their food held out. If it were up to me I would’ve moved us south years ago, but Lily loved the snow.She was lying on the couch wrapped up in layers of blankets staring out of the bay windows at the blizzard. One hand was poking out of the blankets holding a scrap piece of paper, that I could see her eyes steal gl...

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“Sunrises with Shay” by Josiah Chia

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As fresh snow blanketed the towering pines and the winding streets, I stared out the window, desperate to get myself a slice of that ivory heaven. I had spent countless winters in the Adirondacks, a short drive from my hometown of Toronto, and the mere sight of acre after white-washed acre never failed to steal my breath away. The winter wonderland exuded a serenity that was majestic yet humbling, like the entire stretch of paradise was mine to revel in despite my relative insignificance. In my youth, feeling the rush of wind again...

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“Walker” by Nathaly Galvan

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It was a cold winter night, and I was driving home from my friend's house. Diana wants me to stay because she was scared I would get hurt on the icy roads. I told her “not to worry I only live ten minutes from here,”. Diana sighed and told me to text her as soon as I got home so that I won't worry her. I was two minutes from my house, stopped at a stoplight. When I blanked out, it was dark but bright at the same time. I didn't see anything or anyone. Suddenly, there was a loud sound. I woke up in a sweat. I was freaking out, how did I end up...

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“Footprints on the sands of time ” by Santosh Bakaya

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The cold seemed to have seeped into my very bones. On other days, the snow would have made me reach out for my guitar and burst into song, Where is Mona? She’s long gone where is Mary? She’s taken her along But they haven’t put their mittens on And there’s fifteen feet of pure white snow? Where is Michael? Where is Mark? Where is Mathew? Now it’s getting dark … Whatever the meanings hidden in this song, I just love singing it, whether Nick Cave is talking of cocaine or some other drug, or trying to say that all earthlings are trap...

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“Where Winter and Heaven Meet” by Suzanne Sabransky

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Where Winter and Heaven Meet I awoke from a dream, or so it seemed. It had been so cold and the fire had died, and then the cold became an icy quilt swaddling me as if a newborn. Now, the chill and cold wind had dissipated. I was no longer feeling stiff and frozen. It made no sense. The fire was out, the wind still howled, the snow had piled higher, and still I felt warmed and comfortable. I threw off the tattered cloth I had wrapped myself in and moved closer to the window. As I placed my hands of the worn sill, I could feel the movement o...

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“Room Service” by M.M. Butler

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Snow’s only acceptable when it comes in the night. Not the dead of night when everyone’s asleep, like you did slinking in past curfew to make sure you wouldn’t wake the family dog. There’s that precious time of night just after dark when the automatic sensors go off and porch lights illuminate soft patches of watch zones. The corners of gutters. The tops of brick patio posts. Between the garage doors or the strategic lamp post keeping watch over the sidewalk. The best snow creeps when the world’s caught in a drowsy battle to keep its eyes op...

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“Minimal Impact” by Clay Kelly

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No one noticed the screens, they were the very essence of life in Nova Londres. The city knew you, cared for you, provided your every need. It was a great gift, it really was, thought Marril as she shuffled by the chemist’s screen at the corner of Abbey Rd. “Time to refill your prescription Citizen M22736,” said the genderless, ageless face on the screen, “Please approve for immediate delivery.” Marrill tapped the underside of her wrist where the chip was embedded, approving delivery. How very nice that she would not find herself without her...

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“The Snow That Didn't Show” by Zoey Robinson

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Its 6 am on a normal Tuesday in Downtown Denver. There’s the usual traffic sounds right outside the window. The wind whipping the trees right outside my apartment and the soft crunching sound of snow made by the early commuters. I sat up in bed and pulled on a sweater before heading down the hall. I stepped into the white-tiled bathroom and rubbed my face. Something looked different but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I pulled my long dark hair into a slick ponytail and looked back in the mirror. I went back down the hall and flung open the ...

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You go for a walk in fresh snow. Suddenly you realize you're not leaving any footprints.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 127 stories

“The Day Before Last ” by Sasha Kolossovsky

“Shadow” by Ray Everblaze

“Snowy Hallucinations” by Kia Ambrose

“To Fall Through Your Front Yard” by Winnie Cook

“STRANGE” by I A

“Wandering Spirit” by Isabel Hand

“The Witch of Wendalltop” by Craig S

“For the Love of Snow” by Jason Burchfield

“Sunrises with Shay” by Josiah Chia

“Walker” by Nathaly Galvan

“Footprints on the sands of time ” by Santosh Bakaya

“Where Winter and Heaven Meet” by Suzanne Sabransky

“Room Service” by M.M. Butler

“Minimal Impact” by Clay Kelly

“The Snow That Didn't Show” by Zoey Robinson

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Write a short story that takes place in a winter cabin.

A busy city is quieted by a big blanketing of snow. Write from the perspective of two (or more) characters who live there.

Write a short story about someone experiencing their first winter.

Write a short story about people stuck in traffic during a blizzard. There's nothing much to do but wait, and talk...

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