Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another.

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“The Pet” by Charlie Murphy

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"Look, Brian, out your window! Bumblebees!” Kelsey pointed. “The first sign of spring!”“So?” I replied, not looking up.“So? Spring is coming, wonderful weather.”“I’m sorry to be a grouch, but I’m kind of busy here.”“You Can read later.” She pulled my book out of my hands.“hey! Give that back!”“No. Let’s ride our bikes.”“I don’t wanna!” I whined.“Come on, let’s go!” She tugged my arm, and I grumbled and stood up. “You’ll thank me for getting you out of your mancave!”I grumbled and drew the curtains of my huge picture window, and it became dar...

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“His Companion” by Elliot G

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The sun was high in the sky, casting its warmth and gleaming rays onto the early-spring dew. A gentle breeze swayed the leaves tenderly as the birds sang melodically in the newly-blooming trees. Though small patches of muddied snow remained spotted about in the grassy hills of Lancashire, Nature seemed to finally be awakening after a long and frosty hibernation.Down by the stable, a small and sturdy wooden structure, two men stood side-by-side admiring the delightful scenery. “Look, sir!” Exclaimed the shorter one, running t...

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“Footsteps” by Joe Swanson

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The waning days of winter are in many ways, the most torturous. We remember what is to come, we know what we have endured, and yet we find it difficult to believe that our expectations will once again, validate a new reality. The days grow warmer as the sun shakes off its vail of darkness. The trees begin to lose the naked embarrassment of winter, tempered only by the conspiracy of new light that accompanies it. The branches suddenly erupt with a tinged green glow that has seeped through the bark and lies proudly exposed after...

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“Grey” by Isabella Alves

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TW: abuse "Mama, Mama! Look at the flowers!" "Hold on darling, I'm coming!" Elly looked at the family as she sat on the park bench. The little boy was gripping onto his mother's pointer finger tightly as he led her to the wildflowers. Her heart ached. She wished her mother was here. She looked around. "What do you mean Mommy isn't coming? It's my birthday!" "I'm sorry sweetie, you know Mommy isn't feeling-" "Isn't feeling what?" Dad took a step back from me. His hands were shaking. "The date changed. It's now going to be five years." "Da...

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“Chicken Coop Massarcre” by Jakin Files

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“Ah,” remarked Trace, inhaling a deep breath of fresh, spring air. “Ah, what?” demanded Spejj, somewhat amusingly. “The air.” Spejj looked around and took a daring sniff. “Yep, it’s air.” “No…” “It’s not air?” interrupted Spejj, “Huh, I could’ve swore that it was.” “No,” started Trace once more. “There you go again with that no. You shouldn’t make a habit of that you know.” There was a moment’s silence as Trace considered his next move. “I just like to appreciate spring. The trees, the flowers, the green grass. Something about it, I guess it...

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“Primavera” by H Bolton

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Venus’ sandaled foot stepped out of the painting, finding depth and the fullness of three dimensions. Her red cape dragged the floor as she glided through the dark gallery. Each step tossed her hips wide like a dance. She didn’t look back - she never did. This was her one day in life and not art. “It’s happening!” whispered Thalia to my sister Euphrosyne. “Spring is here!” See, that was Venus’ role: she woke the earth to springtime. Knocked the chill out of the air and told the sun to hang around more. Next went Mercury. He di...

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“Spring’s Light” by Kathleen March

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The other day I happened to be home, inside my house and probably caught up in some art project, when I began thinking that something rather odd was occurring. Something had moved, or gotten louder. Something had gotten bigger, or had shrunk. Somebody across the street had finally taken their holiday lights down. I didn't have a clue, really. The only thing I sensed was that it just wasn’t the same as the previous week. Of that I was more than sure, however. Something out there was different.Still, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, ...

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“Dandelions” by Danielle Hauck

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The red gloom darkened as evening approached, much earlier than it ever had before the explosion. Athena grimaced, hoisting her backpack on her shoulders. “We should get back to camp,” she told the crew of gangly teenagers behind her. They didn’t need to be told twice. While none of them had seen the source of the screeches and yowls that started every night at sundown, they had heard enough stories to know that they didn’t want to know. They had seen enough mangled corpses to reinforce that knowledge. Athena adjusted ...

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“Wind Whisperer” by Elise Volkman

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The cool morning air burned Tessa’s throat. Wyvern never offered to slow down for her, but then again, she never actually fell behind. She panted for breath as she trotted after him under the dancing, waving branches of trees full of bright green leaves, bleeding the golden light of the rising sun through the cracks in the canopy. Tessa pulled in a breath and skipped over a root. “Wyvern…” She wore the breeches and tunic he had sewn for her and he always tied her flowing locks of auburn hair with a length of string, so that her long pony...

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“What Was, and What May Never Be” by Dhruv Srivastava

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The two walked in the meadow behind the Lovac’s pasture as they had done on countless occasions for the last twelve years, yet now their feet dragged in the tall grass and the boy looked anxiously at the girl, who herself was avoiding his gaze. Occasionally, they would see a bee in the distance and stop automatically in their tracks - the boy was deathly afraid of bees, and the girl had been so conditioned to protect him from them that even in this bittersweet moment she put her arm in front of him the moment one buzzed from a nearby flower....

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“Winter's dilemma” by Tanya Stingley

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Look ! shouted Winter, pointing to the meadow I told you the daffodils would be blooming! Winter tugged at Jacks leash and began jogging toward the field of freshly blooming flowers, the chill in the air seemed to have reinvigorated her senses, the sadness of the last three months seemed to fall away with every step she took closer to those beautiful yellow promises of spring, of renewal, of life. Winter, the season had not been kind to Winter the person, the pandemic had caused a major disruption in her social and romantic life. So ma...

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“In the Spring” by Alex Carmen

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cw: discussions of death"That tree is blooming, it's a sign of Spring." She said, pointing a finger at the cherry blossoms bursting with life.A little boy sat next to her, his legs crossed and his head leaning on her shoulder. "Mommy, what does Spring mean?""Spring is a season of life and everything comes out and lives after the mean Winter chased her out." She poked him in the shoulder."Why would Winter do that?" The little boy asked. "Why would Winter be so mean?""Well, my darling, Winter was jealous of the other seasons because he felt ex...

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“Cherry Blossoms” by Lisa Wentworth

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Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another. “Look at those amazing cherry blossoms!” Rachel remarked to her daughter, Emily. It was only early February in Seattle, so it was quite a surprise to find them and a bit of sun on this auspicious moving day. This day was special to both of them; Emily was starting college, and she was the only one of her three children that Rachel was able to enjoy this milestone with. Custody battles, parental interference [aka kidnapping] and moves back and forth acro...

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“Is It Rude To Call You Kitty?” by Ellasyn Carpenter

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There once was a girl. She was an adventurous girl who lived on a farm in Illinois. She would always get into trouble and always talked to the animals."Look Kitty! Is it rude to call you Kitty? The first spring flower!" She pointed at a small blossom dwindling through the ground. The flower stretched it's small petals out to the sun. The cat just sat down and didn't answer. "Well sure it's just a flower, but isn't that just simply wonderful?""You see Kitty. Is it rude to call you Kitty? The flower started as another flower far away. Then the...

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“Heartbreaks of a Lifetime” by AddieD ❤️❤️

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“There they are,” Stella murmured. “The first baby robins of the year.” “Prettier than last year’s,” Ethan added, listening to the baby birds’ cheerful chirping. As Stella gazed at the bird's nest high in the tree, Ethan crouched down and picked a few mayflowers that were growing on the forest floor. “Well, we should probably be getting back home now,” Stella mused after a minute or two. When she turned around, Ethan was down on one knee, flowers in one hand, a sparkly diamond ring in the other. Stella gasped and put her hands ov...

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Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 107 stories

“The Pet” by Charlie Murphy

“His Companion” by Elliot G

“Footsteps” by Joe Swanson

“Grey” by Isabella Alves

“Chicken Coop Massarcre” by Jakin Files

“Primavera” by H Bolton

“Spring’s Light” by Kathleen March

“Dandelions” by Danielle Hauck

“Wind Whisperer” by Elise Volkman

“What Was, and What May Never Be” by Dhruv Srivastava

“Winter's dilemma” by Tanya Stingley

“In the Spring” by Alex Carmen

“Cherry Blossoms” by Lisa Wentworth

“Is It Rude To Call You Kitty?” by Ellasyn Carpenter

“Heartbreaks of a Lifetime” by AddieD ❤️❤️

🌟 Similar prompts

Set your story at a park during a spring festival.

Write about a character coming out of a long hibernation (either literal or metaphorical).

Write a fairy tale about someone who can communicate with woodland creatures.

Write a story where flowers play a central role.

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