The first rain of the season arrives. Write a story that begins immediately afterward.

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“Take that Drink” by Cathryn V

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CW: CovidWhen the rain finally came, it fell in torrents and as if making up for lost time, it kept on that way for three days and three nights. Dry cracked soil turned to mud and without the roots to hold onto it, the dirt began moving, sliding down the walls along the road, covering the throughways with mud. A house leaned on a steep hill until the support posts moved, leaving the rear hanging like a broken wing.*That summer it seemed like the world had been sprayed in dirt and ash. Leaves hung limp over dried up fruit that lay dead on the...

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“The Pond ” by Jennifer Braveheart

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The Pond The wind howled with the unrelenting roar of Mother Nature, she toppled trees and shook the roof of the old woman’s mountain cabin. She was on a mission only Mother Nature could do. Her mission today was Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Let the games begin! Mother Nature began to roar. The rain was relentless. This was probably one of the worst storms to hit the mountain in decades. The smoke from the old cabin’s chimney was being carried across the tree tops of the West Virginia Mountains. There was no one ...

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“Accidentally Free” by Alexandra Pearlman

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After months of draught, it had poured the previous night for hours on end, which may have contributed to why I couldn’t sleep. Hail as big as grapes crashed down on parked cars, bitter rain oppressed evergreens, shrubs drooped from the sheer volume of water, puddle ponds collected in the street, kitchen skylights vibrated from the incessant splat of the downpour. Storms like this were frenetic operas of discordant sounds in my mind, a soundtrack to my delayed longings. After I finally did fall asleep, I overslept deep into morning. Bleary ...

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“The Copse ” by Ed Benjamin

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Ed Benjamin 6418 Ryan Ray Bulverde, TX 78163 210-860-0648 Flowingwp@gmail.com The Copse By Ed Benjamin A mountain home in Northwest Arkansas The man stood in the copse of pine trees at the edge of the mountain. He looked down into the valley, watching the road sn...

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“The Rain” by Elle Becker

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We stood at the window, watching the first monsoon of death this season. “Do you remember when the rain wasn’t poisoned, Ellie?” Daisy breaks my thoughts of him…I shake my head to clear his name, then look down to my sweet, six year old sister. I’m like a mother to her at nineteen, since our mother died five springs ago, caught out in a freak monsoon. Nobody saw it coming. Not like we have weathermen anymore. “Kinda,” I said. I was only nine when we came inside. It’s really not that different, except I miss playing in the rain, when I was y...

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“The Sky Cries Too” by Carter Riley

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Grey skies were the only welcome Sage was met with as they drove back to the dingy little town they’d grown up in. Dark clouds loomed menacingly, blocking out any warmth the sun could’ve offered, replacing it with a gloomy, bitter chill in the air. A stiff breeze carried the scent of the first rain of the year across the dismal town. The hair on Sage’s arms prickled and stood, and they felt an unfortunate tension creep into their shoulders as they carefully drove the familiar streets, watching how everyone they passed walked with their heads...

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“The Ritual of the Shiwanna for the Sacred Rain” by Elizabeth Fenley

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The Ritual of the Shiwanna for the Sacred Rain by Elizabeth Fenley Blue feathers fall from the sky, as they always do, warning of the first rain of the season. Each cycle of rain is longer than the one before. Some say the Shiwanna are angry. The preparations are immediate, oft-practiced, and still bear the undertone of panic. The mothers are particularly frantic. The elders have decided there are to be four sacrifices this cycle in hopes of appeasing the Cloud People. Those four will be selected before the feathers cease to float to ...

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“SULAIMANI ” by Kitty J

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It started easily. Like water draining through the holes of a giant overfilled colander, sprinkling from the heavens gradually gaining weight as they descend to meet the ground. The first drops left behind small dark spots on the arid soil, expeditiously picking up pace and colouring the ground dark. The sky grew dark, and mist seemingly rose as the last of the wavering dragonflies skid by. Deluge zoomed towards the ground; their fall disrupted by the vast understorey upon which they dispersed forming gentle thudding sounds gradually bl...

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“When It Rains, I Think of You” by Dave Floyd

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The summer was so hot this year; it seemed as if it would be endless. To the consternation of the newspapers it still hadn't rained by the end of September, but that all changed last week and it hasn't stopped since. It’s as well I live alone. I must look a mess, slumped on the sofa in my pyjamas with one eye monitoring the news channel and a hand never more than an inch from a whisky bottle, its contents evaporating at an alarming rate. Sitting here, talking to an old photograph as if you were here with me. I always think of you when it rai...

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“The Bee's Knees” by Jude S. Walko

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A story as told through the Epistle of Maia.A hunter’s moon hung low in the early evening sky. It was the first rain after the Autumnal equinox, and officially the first rain of fall. That didn’t mean much up in these parts of Maine, though, where the wet season lasted nearly 8 months out of the year. Rev. Sean A. Doherty was just thankful it hadn’t yet turned to snow. He had only spent one other winter here and it had been brutally, bone-chilling cold. The local Mainers loved the snow. It kept the pesky tourists from Boston a...

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“The Legend of Ezra Cates” by Jessica Robbins

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It was September twenty-second the first day of Fall. The day began with very cold misting rain falling. The sky was grey and there was a constant cool breeze blowing. Strange things had been happen around the town of Ashville. The town hall was packed with citizens expressing their concerns and fears about all the strange things that had been happening aroud town. So mayor Samuel Smith decided to set a town meeting for ten p.m that night at Ashville town hall to discuss all the thing that had been happening around the town of Ashville. Th...

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“Flash... Boom” by Omar Alvarez

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Flash… Boom! “That’s about 3 miles away!” Cried Jess. “It’s getting closer. Hurry up so we can pack up and move out.” Quincy told her as he ran to load up the remaining supplies into the vehicles. “How do you know its 3 miles?” Asked Bo. Jess grabbed a small backpack and threw it at Bo, “It’s five seconds for eve...

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“Spring” by Donna McDougall

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This is not going to be a good day was my first thought when the phone ringing at five a,m. cuts though the silence. Usually, at that time I may be slightly awake, through the window checking the horizon-is the moon full, can I please pull the duvet over my head, ignore Chloe, my dog, shifting her weight against my back, maybe needing to pee? Why did I take the call, not let it go to message? Too late, I take the call. Chloe leaps to the floor and heads for the stairs. , Phone in hand, I follow her , open the door an watch as she bolts throu...

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“The Man in the Storage” by Shoshana A

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“Look at me, Lily, I am here to help you. You are safe here. No one is watching you,” said the therapist, trying to make an eye contact. “You can talk to me. Tell me what happened last night.”I opened my mouth to answer his question, but I could only manage to huff out of exasperation, and threw a piercing look at him. My memory became hazy when I tried to dig harder. All of a sudden, his words became background noise and were overpowered by some disturbing thoughts. I felt a sharp pain in my head and sat there on the couch opposite to him, ...

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“Sober in the City ” by Rebecca Nestor

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CW: drug useThe last of the cricket's song was fading and dawn was on the horizon. I laid in bed watching the sun peek over the Phoenix skyline. Dew glistened sharply on the blades of grass causing me to squint my already heavy eyelids. Everything outside my small window was shiny and sleek. There is always an air of newness after the first rain of monsoon season washes away the layers of a full years worth of dust.I stepped out on the balcony and slowly peeled the cellophane off a new pack of 99s. The smell of fresh clay hung heavy in the h...

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The first rain of the season arrives. Write a story that begins immediately afterward.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 27 stories

“Take that Drink” by Cathryn V

“The Pond ” by Jennifer Braveheart

“Accidentally Free” by Alexandra Pearlman

“The Copse ” by Ed Benjamin

“The Rain” by Elle Becker

“The Sky Cries Too” by Carter Riley

“The Ritual of the Shiwanna for the Sacred Rain” by Elizabeth Fenley

“SULAIMANI ” by Kitty J

“When It Rains, I Think of You” by Dave Floyd

“The Bee's Knees” by Jude S. Walko

“The Legend of Ezra Cates” by Jessica Robbins

“Flash... Boom” by Omar Alvarez

“Spring” by Donna McDougall

“The Man in the Storage” by Shoshana A

“Sober in the City ” by Rebecca Nestor

🌟 Similar prompts

End your story with a character standing in the rain.

Write a story where it’s raining men, literally or metaphorically.

Write a story where something magical happens when it starts to rain.

Write about a character driving in the rain.

Contest #112

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