You looked out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been.

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“We Can Dance Slowly” by Kevin DuPont

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You look from the television to your rear window three consecutive times before you believe what you are seeing. The jolly man in a cheap suit is pointing to seven consecutive orange circles with temperatures in the low to mid 70’s F. You can only see grey and pouring rain, occasionally with a thunder and lightning crescendo. “How can this be?” you ask yourself, out loud, which your orange tabby cat once again ignores. &nbs...

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“Lost to the Language” by Gwen Anderson

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You look out the window and, not for the first time, think about how wrong the forecast had been. Not that you’re complaining; the more trash in the skies, the more excuses you have for going Out. A vibration at your wrist makes you tear your eyes away from the copper colored landscape. The green light blinks spastically as though mimicking your heart rate. Excitement rushes through you at the sight. Looking out over the sandy hills one last time, you let a wild grin grow across your face before pushing you...

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“There's no protocol for raining cats and dogs.” by ISmell Sarcasm

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It is a morning like any other: You’ve woken up from a sleepless night by your alarm clock right on the hour, urging you to get ready for your job. You have perfected a routine that has managed to keep you on very good graces with your boss. Starting by always arriving on time, if a little earlier, if you keep up the good work, you might actually be able to gain a heavy bonus this year. Maybe you’d actually be able to ask your boss for some vacation days as well, if you got lucky, you’d be able to let loose a little bit and rearrange your be...

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“In the Darkest Storm” by Emma Chatterton

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I think you are the most dreary person I have ever met. Being near you means sitting in endless drizzling rain without an umbrella. You are just grey. When Mr. Andrews paired us for the project, my heart sunk. Of course, it was probably too much to hope for him to pair me with Millie, whose literal sunny disposition is the reason she's my best friend. Spending extended periods of time with her is more tolerable than most people. But I would have been happy to work with Alisha, whose wintry demeanour is refreshing in short spurts. Or Damien, ...

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“17:05” by Edie P

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As always in the mornings, you wake up two minutes before your alarm. Whilst you appreciate the consistent time, those extra two minutes could make the world of a difference. You could wake up properly refreshed! Wearily, you open your eyes to stare at the ceiling and count the seconds down to the final alarm, refusing to allow yourself to slip back into the bliss of sleep. At the first beep of your alarm, you stretch out a heavy arm and turn it off, before climbing out of bed and stumbling to the bathroom. As always, you wonder how life c...

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“Dream a Little Dream” by Ella Bartal

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The sweetest dreams are the ones that leave you with a taste for more. Those that when they inevitably end, you harness all your mind power to try to sink into them once again. Dreams that don't even feel like dreams anymore. So good, yet so devastating to wake up from.But alas, the alarm rang, and you had to rise up slowly and reluctantly from your bed, looking affectionately at your cotton candy like pillow. You were only left with the distant memory of that warm and cozy dream. You put on your slippers and walk down the stairs to the...

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“Home” by Sophia Cantiller

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They’re doing it again, you thought, biting down your lip in frustration. The sounds of your grandmother’s favorite chinaware breaking into pieces on the marble floor and the sounds of anger from the hoarse voices awoke you up, like thunder and lightning rampaging simultaneously and disturbing what’s left of your peaceful sanity. You looked out the window and sighed. ...

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“OOO-EEE” by Glenn Russell

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Turning from the window, you see your cousin's little brother, Joey, afflicted with hydrocephaly from birth. He's slobbering again, so you wipe his mouth. When they left to go to the store, it was only about 35 degrees and overcast. Now it's a howling snowstorm. In Virginia. In December. The weatherman was wrong again. That old 49 Ford sedan wasn't equipped for this weather. Even a ten year old like you knows that. Nobody has called either. The phone is dead. You can see the tree on the line just outside the door. No electricity either. So ...

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“Knickknacks and Whatnot” by Kaye Salangsang

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You looked out the window, and for the first time, thought how wrong the weather forecast had been. The weatherman said that it would be sunny out. A perfect day for a picnic, to spend time with family and friends. "Family and friends, my ass," you thought. You were alone in the world. You looked around your small, dark room. It's messy, clutter everywhere. You felt like the wall is closing in on you. You blink back the tears. It’s too early in the morning for that. You sigh. You take a deep breath. You count 1-2-3. You got up out...

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“The Beachcomber” by David Dicaire

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The Beachcomber You can hear the morning rumble of thunder and then some type of decision must be made: do I go beach combing or not? It could be risky. There is no penetrating sun and the sky is one grumpy looking stretch of dark, menacing clouds. The cloud heads are building up like an advancing army poised to attack. There is a good chance of very severe weather. But the elements whisper to you like a big adventure brother inviting you to go on a great quest. The Southwest wind has been strong and st...

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“Simple Odds” by Christine Johnson

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The sun blazes down on the blacktop outside your garage. You stand with your hand in a lowered salute to cover your eyes from the brightness of the rays. You turn your head to survey the cramped hatch of your SUV. A checklist of the contents secured under a clip board’s claw. You feel like Santa checking the list not only once but twice. No one wants to be without a key element when executing a marriage proposal. When you began planning to ask Anne to be your missus months ago, the plan was almost self-writte...

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“Burning Sky” by Acadia Lajeunesse

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You squint your eyes, peering into the distance. If it’s what it looks like, the entirety of Klermont Peak is doomed. You have to hope that it isn’t what it looks like. Of course, you’ve thought it before. Everybody has. Thought you’d seen it out there, rolling in slowly. But you were wrong. Jakca was right, just like usual. There were a paranoid few that he couldn’t seem to regain the trust of after his big “doomsday prediction,” you included. Jakca could be right, though. Every citizen believed it. Still, nearly every day, a studen...

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“Fogged In” by Mr Jingo

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The forecast called for clear skies. You find that statement to contain a good deal of irony in retrospect. The wall of smoke pressing against the opposite side of the window obfuscates your view. Rapping your waiflike digits across the window, you unintentionally dirty your fingertips from the thin coating of dust. It has been a few days since the smoke rose from the earth, and since then, you’ve kept the ventilation off. Additionally, any openings to the outside have been blocked with duct tape or wooden planks. One can never be too carefu...

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“An Approximation of Perfection ” by Ellen D

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You close your eyes, forehead pressed against the glass window. The steady hum of rain felt amplified this way, and you swear you could feel it in your bones. You inhale, hold your breath, and exhale. Inhale, hold, and exhale. Repeat. And repeat. And repeat. How long have you been standing at the kitchenette sliding door, outside of which lay the small patch of sandy paradise? “Cheer up,” a voice from behind you chuckles, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. It gives a gentle squeeze. “We can always come again next year.”You...

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“Smiling Souls Under the Sun” by Esprit Bijou

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They call your complex name which they have stumbled upon their lips and practiced many times in the last four years. They were now familiar with it, for they knew your story. An morally innocent child that was eager to bestow grace and innocence to people that had it sucked out of them. What a wonder it would be to gain such a strong bond then let it rip apart many times when it’s time to fare farewell. Nonetheless, you smile, knowing that this day would be a day that you would remember explicitly. You make your way onto the stage which ha...

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You looked out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 146 stories

“We Can Dance Slowly” by Kevin DuPont

“Lost to the Language” by Gwen Anderson

“There's no protocol for raining cats and dogs.” by ISmell Sarcasm

“In the Darkest Storm” by Emma Chatterton

“17:05” by Edie P

“Dream a Little Dream” by Ella Bartal

“Home” by Sophia Cantiller

“OOO-EEE” by Glenn Russell

“Knickknacks and Whatnot” by Kaye Salangsang

“The Beachcomber” by David Dicaire

“Simple Odds” by Christine Johnson

“Burning Sky” by Acadia Lajeunesse

“Fogged In” by Mr Jingo

“An Approximation of Perfection ” by Ellen D

“Smiling Souls Under the Sun” by Esprit Bijou

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As you check your mail, you notice a letter that makes you stop in your tracks.

"Just say it," you silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't.

Suitcase in hand, you head to the station.

You check the time. Perfect. As intended, you've arrived fashionably late.

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