Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.

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“Just Another Memory” by Tianna Dennell

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“The wind sure is wild up here.” Noah looked up to the sky. The wind whistled in his ears and the snow was as lush and white as it had always been. Nothing had changed. The sun stood stock still high in the sky, clouds drifting overhead, casting shadows on the mount, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. The frosty air bit at his face, penetrating his lungs and shocking him from the crisp feel of the wintry air. Noah’s lips cracked dry and the breeze turned his cheeks pink. He hastily tugged his scarf closer. When was the last time they h...

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“Sledding through the great blizzard” by Judith Veder

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We could not be held back when it snowed; we were like two little wild tigers, these first flakes causing a riot in our apartment in the projects in Long Island City, N.Y in the 1940’s. Every apartment had kids rioting. You’d think we’d never seen snow. Every window got opened and flakes of snow were tasted. Little snowballs were brought inside and placed lovingly on an ice-box shelf. This snow was a special one. Our radios had not really warned us; our neighbor...

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“I Feel So Inclined” by Laurie Curtis Larmon

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Mildred sat in her favorite chair by the window. In her lap was the afghan she had been crocheting for the last two months. She held it up and examined her progress. It was for her niece’s birthday in March – plenty of time to get it finished. Outside the window, a male and a female cardinal vied with an angry chickadee over the sunflower seeds in the feeder. The bright sun on the snow was blinding and made her eyes hurt. She went back to her crocheting. Her husband, Harold, had been outside puttering around in the shed. He suddenly burst t...

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“Jack and Jill” by Stormie Hill

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Jill sat in her chair by the window. Her sad gray eyes watching the snow fall longily. Her long gray hair braided at her back. The fond memories of playing in the snow were slipping away. Jack was standing beside her. His green eyes etched with sadness. The little bit of hair he had left matched the snow outside. He rested a gentle wrinkled hand on Jill's shoulder. Memories of long ago flashed through his mind.He remembered a time they were in grade school. They we're about six years old. He had been sitting behind her in class. He had pul...

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“This is Gonna Rock” by Catriona Huber

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We’d talked about it for months, despite the pandemic, despite everything. Over the years we’ve had hundreds of plans and promises. We keep saying that when the borders open back up, we’ll visit Canada together. We always tell each other that we’re going to drive across America and live out of our cars. We’re going to become bestselling authors and travel the world. We’ll be the greatest comedic double act the world’s ever seen. It’s nice, when you’re people like us, to believe in a future, any future. But our small lives, our day-to-day exi...

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“The First Snow.” by Minnie Malfoy

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(Title context: the first snow makes the people of the South and the North feel thrilled alike as it has such a romantic and wonderful meaning. There used to be a saying in Korea: "If you are out in the first snowfall of the season with someone you like, true love will blossom between you.") (before): Kai slammed their door in frustration as he ran his slender fingers through his messy nest of hair. On the other side of the door, Jennie yelled, “YEAH! JUST SLAM THE DOOR IN MY FACE! JUST IGNORE ANOTHER ONE OF YOUR PROBLEMS!”, and bursted in...

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“Like A Kid Again” by Caroline Burkey

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"Are you sure about this?" Becky asked, looking down the steep hill. "Of course, I am," Joan said, then looked down the hill and swallowed. "At least, I think I am." "Aren't we a little too old for this?" Becky asked, holding the green sled in her hands. "Age isn't anything but a number," Joan said, holding the blue sled. "As much as I'd like to agree, I don't think my back will agree with you," Becky said, laughing. Jane laughed and said, "You know, I think my knees will agree with your back." "Come on,...

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“A Warm Winter” by Kelsey Bachman

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My eyes snap open to my dark cold room. I don't bother to look over at Tom because I know he won’t be there. He hasn’t been, at least for the last few weeks. I sigh, it is way too early to start the day, but now I’m up. I roll out from under my covers and wince when my toes touch the cold hardwood. I suggested to Tom that we install heated floors a few years ago, but he laughed the idea off. That is a sound I have not heard in a long time, Tom’s laughter. I would give anything to hear again, even if he is making fun of me. I walk through the...

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“Memories” by Trica Ricca

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“This is dumb.” I whisper as I rummage through my closet looking for my snow clothes. “I should just cancel, right?” I say as I look up and see Janessa sitting there at the foot of my bed. She’s grinning, flipping through my photo album. “Hello? Earth to Jay.” She laughs and glances over at me. “You know it’s not a big deal. It’s not like you’re getting married Charli. You’re just going to the Christmas Tree Lighting.” “Well duh, I know that. But like, what if it sucks? What if he realizes that he made a mistake and he doesn’t want to be hom...

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“Slippery Slope” by Linda Brodsky

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Martha held the telephone away from her ear and stared at the device, her brow furrowed and the corners of her mouth dipping into a frown. Her hearing was not as sharp as it had once been, but she had heard the man clearly. Ben Wilson had invited her to go sledding. She’d only met Ben a few weeks before, so she could not say whether he possessed a peculiar sense of humor or suffered from dementia. He’d not impressed her as being odd or ill, but first impressions could deceive. Martha stood, staring at the telephone looking as perplexed ...

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“The Great Luge Run On Shit Hill” by Thomas Ciccarone

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When my older brother, the Genius, came up with the idea, my next-door neighbor and I instinctively went along with him. It wasn't that I always agreed with his hair-brained schemes; that was rarely the case. I immediately recalled the times he set the woods, the lot next door, and the piano on fire as he "experimented with the pyrotechnic properties of flammable liquids." Those instances paled in comparison to the pumpkin catapult that he fired at the passing Tractor-trailer. That unfortunate incident drew the local Bethel Police out of the...

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“At the End” by C. Forrey

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“Does he know?” My hand shakes as I set my coffee mug on the side table.“Of course he knows.”“For how long?”“I think he’s seen it coming for months now, deep inside. Or do you mean, when did the doctor tell him? Two days ago.” My grandmother sits across from me on her faded green couch, the same couch she’s had since I was ten years old. Her right hand traces the rim of her own mug, and she stares into it as if it were a crystal ball promising a miracle.“And how’s he been?”“As can be expected.”I don’t know what is to be expected when the new...

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“It just was” by Kaydence 3

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I sigh as I lean my head against the frozen glass. The snow falls down in clumps covering the ground. My mom comes over and gives me a cup of steaming coco. I am home for Christmas break from my University. I smile as I clutch the cup, hoping it will warm up my hands. My mom bustles around the kitchen trying to make sure everyone is fed. It is the first time in 4 years all my siblings and I are all home for Christmas. My youngest sister, Juliet, bursts in the house covered in snow, she was outside playing with the kids in the neighborhood. "...

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“The Snow Hill” by Aldair Quiroz

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Snow Hill stood at the top of a small snow mountain side, with a large slope that many people dreamed of sliding down on. The land was private property though, as it belonged to the Jones family. It was once a Christmas getaway home, but now, the times of jolly and merry were gone, now left with a stoic sheet sowed with a melancholy yarn. Ben had arrived the prior day to Snow Hill, a cabin left to his brother and him after their passing. The odds of them two getting terminal cancer at the exact same time still amazed him. His luggage sat in...

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“Dashing Through the Snow” by Amanda Stuntz

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Sun glistened off the white snow forcing Jenn to put on her sunglasses. Hard-packed snow crunched under her boots as she trudged up to the top of the hill, pulling a sled behind her. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.” “What are you talking about? You are the one who said you missed sledding.” Dan stomped along behind her, dragging his own sled up the hill effortlessly. “Yes, but that didn’t mean I wanted to actually go sledding again. We aren’t little kids anymore, you know.” She stopped for a minute to catch her breath. The h...

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Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.

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✍️ 130 stories

“Just Another Memory” by Tianna Dennell

“Sledding through the great blizzard” by Judith Veder

“I Feel So Inclined” by Laurie Curtis Larmon

“Jack and Jill” by Stormie Hill

“This is Gonna Rock” by Catriona Huber

“The First Snow.” by Minnie Malfoy

“Like A Kid Again” by Caroline Burkey

“A Warm Winter” by Kelsey Bachman

“Memories” by Trica Ricca

“Slippery Slope” by Linda Brodsky

“The Great Luge Run On Shit Hill” by Thomas Ciccarone

“At the End” by C. Forrey

“It just was” by Kaydence 3

“The Snow Hill” by Aldair Quiroz

“Dashing Through the Snow” by Amanda Stuntz

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Start your story with someone looking out at the snow, and end it with them stepping tentatively onto a frozen surface.

Write about someone who gets stuck in their workplace during a blizzard and decides to explore rooms they aren’t normally allowed in.

Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.

Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

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