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

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“Oh?” by Gen Reyes

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Funny how I never acknowledge the fact that I make no crunch. Now It's not that I'm dead, merely that I'm not...there, I guess. I simply travel over the snow holding my scythe by my side. Am I a reaper? Not exactly more like Im here as a wandering spirit just like others in a way. There's someone keeping me here that I must take with me to hell. I have never known anger, not since I was alive at least, I died hanging myself. My name is Ash Reyes and I am a wandering reaper/Spirit who doesn't understand why I am still here.I've been here sinc...

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“Bringo Porkenheimer” by Roha Khan

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My breath comes out in dense fog as my warm, exhaled air makes contact with the freezing winter. It has been snowing since last night and now the ground is draped in a white blanket; it is breathtakingly beautiful yet just looking at it causes icy fingers to crawl down my back.Stepping into it is daunting as I don't want to mar the pure white with my old boots. I tread softly, gently, trying to minimize the effect of my weight on the snow. Proceeding cautiously, I make my way from the front door to the sidewalk, walking on my tiptoes.I don’t...

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“Snow Along The DMZ” by Tom Moser

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The DMZ is a miserable place any time of the year, especially in winter. I was an infantry soldier in the U.S. Army stationed on the DMZ in the winter of 1968. The DMZ is a demilitarized zone partly in North Korea and partly in South Korea. The actual boundary between the two countries was in the middle, but nobody explained to us where one country started, and the other ended. Maybe that was the point; the lack of demarcation created plausible deniability. The DMZ is a two-kilometer wide buffer that runs across the Korean Peninsula, from th...

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“A Winter Monologue” by Selim Aydin

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I know it’s aught to be bitter cold. After all, I’m walking on snow-covered fields. Yet, I feel comfortably warm. This in itself isn't particularly noteworthy considering I have had many winter strolls in my life and as long as I wore a good jacket, I hardly ever felt the cold. But this time it’s different. I’m in my summer pajamas and on top of it I'm barefoot. Despite this, I don't feel the cold. Two questions keep coming up as I continue to my walk. For one, why in the world am I wearing summer pajamas when it’s snowing outside? The othe...

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“The Blizzard” by Terri Ash

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I could practically feel icicles forming under my nose as the blizzard swirled around me. My knees buckled under me; at least I thought they did. I had lost feeling in most of my body a while ago. My snowshoes hadn’t given up on me yet but they would soon. Just minutes earlier a misstep had plunged me under the ice and into the frozen water. The water had filled my lungs, and, as darkness closed in around me, light rushed into my face. I had somehow clawed my way out of it, but it had felt. . . strange. It was a near death experience, though...

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“In Plain Sight” by Shaneka Murphy

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She said yes! This is the best day ever! My heart has grown a size and a half since I met Yanah, the love of my life. She came from an abusive relationship with a slime ball named Jake Letterman, alias -- Jake the snake. Tommy is her three-year old son. I’ve accepted him as my own. There’s nothing in the world that I wouldn’t do for either of them. I scooped her up in my arms and spun her around giving her a passionate kiss on the lips. “I love you, Deon!” She hugged me tightly as if she never wan...

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“No Footprints in the Border Woods” by Domonique Kendrix

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When I stood outside, I could actually say the snow seemed pleasant. I wasn’t really fond of snow, since it didn’t snow where I lived, but a visit to my grandmother’s house in winter usually meant it was unavoidable. The house had been in the family for generations, but I had never lived in it. It was where my family liked to gather for holiday events. Family gatherings meant heated debates and sibling rivalries and I wanted no part of it, so I decided a short walk in the little patch of woods would be nice. To the big rock and back wo...

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“Crossing Upon Lachaise Knoll” by Crystabel Lynx

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My room seemed brighter when I awoke on that last morning in November. I pulled back the curtain to behold a landscape transformed. Brilliant white swathed every surface, and as it did each year, the first snow shocked and enchanted me. Pulling on my sweater, pants, boots, and coat, I clambered outdoors. The new-risen sun cast a rosy glow, and silence lent a surreal ambiance. The familiar fields cascaded like an ermine cloak, and my nose tingled from the chilled air. The calf-deep drifts were more sugary than stiff, not at a...

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“The Soaking of Snow” by Elizabeth Pasquale

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“That's right folks, it's gonna be another cold one! Plus 3 feet of snow! Careful driving out there, the roads are already covered!” The weatherman bellowed on the 6 o’clock news. More snow. More unique flakes cascading through the air, banding together to create mountains. Each flake had its own shape, the frozen water branches out into different directions. The beauty should take your breath away, instead the cold air shows us our breath, small clouds forming around our lips. The only downside is when the cold air stings your face like tin...

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“Another Difficult Morning ” by Lily Souther

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I woke up feeling abnormally heavy, like I had bags of rocks tied to my limbs. Not like I ever wake up feeling light and happy. Waking up for me is just having to deal with the thought that I would have to deal with another day of this pitiful existence. In fake, I often woke up feeling like I was tied down. Like my blankets each weighed 100 pounds and I was imprisoned underneath them. But today was different. Instead of just feeling achy and weak, I literally felt unable to move. maybe y I was sick or something. I tried to roll over, but I ...

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“A Winter Walk ” by Sophie-Dominique Waddie

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You go for a walk in fresh snow. Suddenly you realize you're not leaving any footprints.To borrow a phrase from a famous carol, the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. It was a clear day with blue skies and the occasional grey cloud still loaded with snow, ready, as if it may be required to act at a moment’s notice, to drop its burden. I was walking from the cottage towards the woodshed, carrying my log basket. The winter air was cleansing and the chill of the day caused my fingers and toes to tingle. The ...

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“Riley's Favorite Place” by B P

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I knew it snowed before I even opened my eyes. The light in my room was bright, the kind of bright that only came from the rising sun reflecting off a layer of white. I moved my hand to my bedside table and felt around delicately until my fingers brushed the frame of my glasses. I placed them on my face, then pushed myself upright slowly and reached for the curtain. When I shifted it aside, the light was almost blinding. I blinked, letting my eyes adjust, and then admired the fine dust. It was perfect snow - enough to cover the ground and tr...

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“The Avalanche” by K.R Jones

Submitted to Contest #23

I sat there, out in the open. Snow encapsulated my entire surroundings. Smooth, soft, undisturbed snow. Not a single footprint was left behind after my treacherous journey. Any advances I made, no evidence was left behind. My footprints were non-existent. Even my warm breath left no vapour in the bitterly cold air. I huddled my legs close into my chest, breathing heavily, fingers and toes frozen to the core. Where was I? How did I get there? And why was there no evidence of my being?My memories were in tatters like someone had attacked my mi...

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“No Sign of Life” by Saffron Hine

Submitted to Contest #23

The light outside seemed to put much effort into juxtaposing my vacuous mood. It partook in all sorts of gymnastics, dancing from one snowflake to the next, each routine and angle entirely unique. I kicked my legs in the air, and they felt so extraordinarily light. I willed weight back into my legs. I willed feeling back into my body. This might just- no, it will-drive me insane!“I think I need to go for a walk” I muttered aloud, as if asking for permission.The snow came down in thick sheets, deceptively comfortable. I trudged carefull...

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“Snow Prints” by Zoë Newman

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I park my car at the head of the trail. Even from within my car, the landscape of the dark green pine trees blanketed with snow is breathtaking. The scenery of a winter wonderland high up in the mountains seems to welcome me home. I grab my hiking backpack and jump out of the car. The sight of my exhaling breath creating a little cloud always makes me smile and feel giddy. I head down to the snow-covered trail. The soft crunch of snow beneath my feet making smile from ear to ear. Every inch of the gro...

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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

“Oh?” by Gen Reyes

“Bringo Porkenheimer” by Roha Khan

“Snow Along The DMZ” by Tom Moser

“A Winter Monologue” by Selim Aydin

“The Blizzard” by Terri Ash

“In Plain Sight” by Shaneka Murphy

“No Footprints in the Border Woods” by Domonique Kendrix

“Crossing Upon Lachaise Knoll” by Crystabel Lynx

“The Soaking of Snow” by Elizabeth Pasquale

“Another Difficult Morning ” by Lily Souther

“A Winter Walk ” by Sophie-Dominique Waddie

“Riley's Favorite Place” by B P

“The Avalanche” by K.R Jones

“No Sign of Life” by Saffron Hine

“Snow Prints” by Zoë Newman

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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.

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