Write about a character who loves cloud gazing.

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“Liquid Fire” by Justin Dyer

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The clouds are alive. They ebb and flow, and shift their shapes according to the world around them. They can gather to become one, or wither away into whisps. They experience emotion, crying large, powerful tears, or roaring in anger, ripping strikes of lightning up from the ground in a fit of rage. Clouds offer respite from the beating sun, shielding you from the heat with their own forms. Sometimes, they let the sun peak anyhow, snickering to themselves about their little prank. They can tell stories to us, just by taking the shape of a cr...

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“I stay BUT you go!” by Andrew Venn

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“Where am I and what’s been going on, I appear to be in a hospital ward that just seems ‘so wrong”! “I’m in here with ‘old aged pensioners’ but I’m only ‘twenty four’, I’m easily the youngest in here but I don’t know what it’s for”? “I was very dumbfounded by the situation and I really had to think, ‘I remembered collapsing whilst I stood at the bathroom sink”! “That’s right’, there was a fall and soon an ambulance appeared and then I was in hospital and rapi...

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“Wilce's Dream” by David Ader

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At the persistence of his father, Cliff Skinner, his mother attempted a breathing technique to slow her labor enough to push her soon-to-be-born baby out at midnight. Clifford had heard that the first child of the new year would get all sorts of prizes. Wilce was born on December 31st at 11:56 PM. Cliff also fantasized that the local Chevrolet dealer, the largest in this part of Vermont, would give the family a new pickup, something he wanted more than a newborn when he couldn...

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“Not a Single Cloud” by Elizabeth Montgomery

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Clouds all tell a different story. Instead of books or written stories on the internet, I find my interest in clouds. I know that doesnt sound logical at all but I just seem to understand the clouds better. Clouds have different shapes, colors and vibes. They seem much easier to understand than people. Who needs people anyway when you can just stare at the sky all day. Every moment I'm not preoccupied, I find myself staring at the sky. In class, In a car, Or when I'm at home. My eyes just naturally gaze at the little cotton looking shapes...

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“Cloud Reflections in the Ocean” by Erica Applegate

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It was a typical New England March. Somehow, the persistent damp, cloudy weather was worse than the snowy months that had just gone by. This odd transition period happened every year and yet people still complained about it like it was new, as if it were a ritual that brought on spring. The lack of leaves, a welcome sight in the dimmer fall, just looked tired and stark in the harsher spring light. The brown and grey landscape was dotted with vibrant green grass trying to get a head start on the weeds and furious growth that was just around t...

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“To Be the Water, Held by Him” by Frank Duryea

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Eugene laid with his back to an old log. Wisps of white settled above him. When he looked out too, the whitecaps of brisk wind and old men piloting boat’s wakes left him shuddering, as if he could only look out through the white of his eyes. To his left a family laughed. They had brought a bb gun, and one around his age had rappelled up, defying gravity, the side of the cliff face they had all taken to get down here. The kid, standing menacingly above, threw down branches which his siblings tried to shoot in the air. To the right side of the...

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“The Final Prank” by Dave Bede

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“Me ma’s from Darwin. Up there you had to make your own fun.” That was Reggie’s excuse for every bit of trouble he’d ever got himself into, including the ones where Elaina had found herself mixed up. The last of those, where they’d tried to get old man Lawton’s ’74 Valiant running and move it to the other side of his backyard while he was out of town, had been the last straw for Elaina’s parents. “He’s been getting you in trouble since grade three!” Father had thundered after the cops had delivered her home. “Why do you even want anything ...

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“Seeing The Silver Lining” by Kielee Hubbard

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Warning: Includes Topic of death She was the kind of woman who preferred grape juice over apple, she was the kind of woman that danced to music she didn't even like, the kind of woman whose eyes flickered like an amber candle melting gold, always so full of wonder, even for things she had seen a million times over. She found meaning in the little details, details that I wouldn't bother taking a second glance at. I remember when I visited her, she would always squish her face into the polished glass of the window, a ghost like vapor material...

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“A Wish Upon a Cloud ” by Kristen Nazzaro Keller

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It was eight o'clock on a Tuesday morning, which meant two things - we were already running late and traffic was going to be brutal. I had to drop Tommy off at my parent's house and then make it to work in the next fifteen minutes. It didn't seem to matter what time I set my alarm for, I always ended up in the kitchen, cursing the coffee pot for taking so long and wondering if today would be the day I got fired. My mother had offered to watch Tommy at our house which would have saved me some time, but I insisted on bringing him to her. I kne...

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“Algebra and Auburn Clouds” by Allison Ross

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(Content Warning: Domestic abuse, grief, and algebra homework.) “Homework,” Aunt Lorraine says, slamming a thick packet of off-white, grainy pages of mathematics onto the kitchen table; the grids and functions burrow into my brain. I feel dizzy just looking at it. “You have to do your homework,” she says, cold and pleading. Her eyes lock onto my hand as I slowly shift a dull number two pencil over the first page. I quickly scribble my name and the date. Suddenly, I feel a muted slap to the back of my skull. “You spelled your name wrong, ...

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“It's a Narwhal” by James Finamore

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Jonah searched for the rhinoceros, peering through the glass wall into another world as the station continually rotated, completing the essential revolutions per minute needed to create artificial gravity. Dang! Where did it go? “Look!” Jonah beckoned to his brother. “Over here,” he pointed down, his face beaming. Jonah’s voice rose, “Do you see? Down there? It’s a Rhinoceros!” His brother refused to look; too busy or too stubborn, Jonah hated that. “Do you even know what you’re saying?&n...

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“Clouds Tell the Best Stories” by Valerie Preston

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White and Fluffy, Big and Puffy, Like Cottonwool. They look so full. On my back I lay, On a sunny day, Come back I cry As the clouds float by. “What was that?” he asked half laughing. “I wrote that when I was in Grade three and recited it at the school assembly”. “Any you still remember it?” he asked quite surprised. “I remember you doing that” said Julie my best friend “You always were good at writing and storytelling too. And I was hopeless!” There were four of us lying in a field on the soft grass. It was a warm summer’s day, and ju...

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“Cloud gazer” by F.O. Morier

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Some people never surprise themselves, or their friends by doing something new. Not that they have an aversion toward doing anything new, but simply because they are not mentally capable of entertaining new ideas. Those are the people who say that the mysteries that lie behind the curtained clouds are nothing but illusions. However, those of us who have endeavored to solve these mysteries know better, for we have no fear to be startled, and we know that what those curtains hide, guides us to the things we seek. One of my favorite pastimes as...

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“The Door” by Annette C

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The weather had been frightful the night prior, leaving basements flooded and denizens in a snare. Rue was not spared: her basement was less flooded than her neighbors, but still a nuisance. In the early morning, Rue quickly rushed to the basement with cement and tools in tow. Her plan: to seal any leaks she sees. In hand were a three inch steel pointed trowel, a bag filled with cement, a gallon of water, and an empty bucket along with a mixing stick. As to not disturb her children, she swiftly laid her tarp and started mixing in...

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“Gray Valley” by Michael Reeves

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(Note: This is a prequel to the book I made named, Passing By. I recommend reading Passing By before this, or certain parts won't make sense. It’s the story of Jonas, who we didn’t see enough of. It will show his backstory and what truly happened to him. The story starts when Jonas is 13, in Alabama, 1874. Enjoy the story.) September 14th, 1874. I wandered through the littered grass of the hill. It looked as gray as a wolf. I remember when it was green. Only green. The color truly bothered me as it gave another attitude. I sa...

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Write about a character who loves cloud gazing.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 55 stories

“Liquid Fire” by Justin Dyer

“I stay BUT you go!” by Andrew Venn

“Wilce's Dream” by David Ader

“Not a Single Cloud” by Elizabeth Montgomery

“Cloud Reflections in the Ocean” by Erica Applegate

“To Be the Water, Held by Him” by Frank Duryea

“The Final Prank” by Dave Bede

“Seeing The Silver Lining” by Kielee Hubbard

“A Wish Upon a Cloud ” by Kristen Nazzaro Keller

“Algebra and Auburn Clouds” by Allison Ross

“It's a Narwhal” by James Finamore

“Clouds Tell the Best Stories” by Valerie Preston

“Cloud gazer” by F.O. Morier

“The Door” by Annette C

“Gray Valley” by Michael Reeves

🌟 Similar prompts

Set your story in the woods or on a campground.

Start or end your story with a person buying a house plant.

Write about a trip to see a natural sight that’s usually only ever seen in photos.

Write a story involving a friendship between two different species.

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