Write a story about another day in a heatwave.

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“Tulsa Time ” by Paula Dennison

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The radio's alarm on the nightstand blasted loudly "Man it's a hot one. Like seven inches from the midday sun..." Carlos Santana's music spilled into the room and into Tulsa's brain like jagged rocks. The DJ announced, "People it's going to be another hot one . Expect temperatures to rise to 107 degrees today". Tulsa groaned and hit the off button on the radio. What did people expect? This was late summer in frickin' southern Arizona. Tulsa's eyes felt raw from the lack of sleep and she was annoyed. Annoyed that she had forgotten ...

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“Hell's Kitchen Mirage” by Josephine Taylor

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He hopes desperately she is not a trick of the eyes, for this summer heat is so miserable, he doesn’t know if he could survive if she were merely that, a trick. Despite the sweltering heat, she sits perched on a windowsill, bare feet hanging over the edge. For his own sake, her eyes are closed as she relaxes, so he won’t be caught staring. The bells and beads lining the jewelry wrapped around her tanned ankles and dripping off the edge of her skirt sing and chime in the scorching breeze. It has been two weeks since she moved into the tenem...

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“Across The Great Desert” by R Collins

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Although he was only thirty, Ktor had already secured a job as a messenger for the Cherozan Corporation, the largest mining conglomerate remaining on the planet Gallora. As one of their messengers he transported small parcels and packages between their various offices — usually things that they were unable to transmit via the planetary network due to security. Mostly, this meant going to and from sites around the planetary headquarters on Ta’Lakor, the capital of the northern polar region. Occasionally though, he would have to traverse the G...

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“General: Write a story about another day in a heatwave.” by Prince Brempong

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Weekly Writing Prompts Prince De-Grant Brempong Tel.0575086991 Email:princedegrant32@gmail.com Email:princedegrant37@gmail.com Email:princedegrant37@yahoo.com General :Write a story about another day in a heatwave. My story is entitled Another day in a heatwave, that tells about the experience and effects of heatwave in other countries. The heatwave is a period of excessively hot weather which may be accompanied by high humidity especially in oceanic climate countries. Also heatwave is usually measured relative to normal temperatur...

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“Summer Bark” by Alien Beans

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One midsummer afternoon, the sun is at its peak looking down from the sky. It seemed to be mocking all living things as it brought down its wrath. The greasy pedestrians are scurrying off to their jobs. The asphalt road is blazing from the exhaust of the usual busy traffic. A humble home with a wide garden stood beside this road catastrophe. The garden is laden with carpets of green grass. In the middle of the garden is a small, yellow inflatable pool with a cartoon character pattern. Loony was closing his eyes as he listened to the spl...

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“Oasis” by Vincent Guillemin

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The AC clatters painfully to a stop, splutters a last breath of cold air and gives up the ghost. Under the hood, the engine revs up, holds a fearful rumble , groans some more and puffs out an unwelcome white and thick smoke that engulfs both sides of the car. The traffic must be moving ahead and honks are urging me on. It’s no use. I carefully step out and shrugs at the angry driver fuming behind. He forces his way on the next lane , hurls a last insult through the open window and stops a few yards ahead. He is looking in his rearview mirror...

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“Unfamiliar Environment” by Jacob Palmilloon

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Endless screaming. That, combined with the whirring of the fan, was enough to drive anyone insane. “Ugh! Remind me why we, a couple of winter sprites, have moved to Texas in the middle of summer!” the figure sprawled out on the floor whined at her roommate. Her thin, translucent blue wings spread apart as much as possible in front of the fan. She let her head fall into the throw pillow in front of her, and she screamed. “--!” Her roommate stopped from her typing to look over at the miserable looking sprite. “What was that last bit, Lumi?” T...

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“The Fourth Guy” by Iam Danger

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The midnight black asphalt glimmers with ground-up pieces of seashells making constellations. The sun softened road feels like a rubberized mat as if I am on the run-up to a floor exercise in a gymnastics event. There is a blue lake about a quarter-mile ahead, shimmering in the still air. I was running hard, beating my body into submission, trying to master it. I had gotten slower, not because I had gotten older, but because I had gotten fatter. I never get to the lake. Like most dreams, it is tantalizing, always a quarter-mile away, as...

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“Athena” by Bruce Charles

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A bead of sweat trails down my neck as I draw. The sweat from my forehead falls on my drawing, and I’m glad that it’s a tablet instead of real paper. Turning the screen off, I wipe the sweat on my tablet and lean back, looking out the window next to me. The sunlight is intense right now, and though it’s been making me sweat non-stop for hours, I think I prefer it to the night. Like most artists, I’ve had to work into the late hours to finish projects, but it’s not something I enjoy. Working in the night fills me with weird existential d...

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“I can't bear it!” by Valerie Preston

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As I swung my bare legs out of the bed I could already feel the heat. Flimsy curtains weren’t enough to stop it coming through the thin glass – it had penetrated the walls and roof of this small house for weeks - an unwelcomed guest, irritating and annoying to the people who lived here. I picked up the face cloth from the floor that had been my helper in the night – my soggy saviour who I dabbed on my hot and sweaty face and neck, allowing me a few hours’ sleep. I had felt like tipping a cup of water over my head at 3am but thought again bec...

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“The Desert ” by Alex Arias

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Vita blamed the sweat coating every inch of her body for why she couldn’t get her Lego floor one and floor two to connect right. When she bought her stucco house out in the middle of nowhere Arizona, she was mainly concerned with avoiding neighbors and being able to walk on her property without any weirdos trying to sneak a peek. What she didn’t account for was how much longer public services would take to come and fix important shit, like a bum electric line in the middle of summer. She discarded the stupid blue Lego and laid her head ne...

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“Dystopian Diaries, Nicole, Entry 24” by Nanci Arvizu

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It’s been 298 days, give or take ten or so. I’m doing the best I can. The hard part lies in the days in the beginning, or maybe I should call it the end? It was the end of everything I’d ever known in my 54 years of life. The first wave of bombs came just as the oppressive summer heat broke. It seemed like there were two full days of brisk mornings, the kind that makes you pause when you step outside and wrap your arms around yourself just to pretend to shiver because you don’t feel like you’ve stepped into an oven. But then all he...

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“MAD DOGS AND ENGLISHMEN” by Paul Rouse

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The pages of the album seemed as dry and wrinkled as the old man's skin, the stiff brown cartridge paper and grainy, sepia-tinted photographs matching the colour and texture of his lined, weather-beaten face. I don't know quite how old he would have been back then. I guess I was about thirteen. At that age, even your parents seem ancient, never mind your grandfather. He was sitting in one of those high-backed cane verandah chairs, complete with a pocket on the end of the arm rest in which to place his glass of whisky, or chota peg as he alwa...

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“Natural Order” by Dante Winters

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Hot air filled her lungs, suffocating and scorching her from the inside out. It was always hot those days, and it had been hot decades longer than her seven-year-old son could remember. It was getting worse, no denying it. She only ventured out when there was no other choice, and only in the early parts of the day. Water was the main concern--the well could only be reached in the early morning or middle of the night when the sun gave slight reprieve. She always went in the morning, though, when the lines were sh...

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“Dead Birds of Summer” by William Tells

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One Two Three birds as alive as they could be. Now lay dead in a shallow sea. They used to live in the bushes right near our window. Mom said it was good luck for the mama bird to have chosen us to lay her babies in our bushes. I doubt that. The only reason why the mama bird lay her eggs near our house was because we were the only house on the block to have thick bushes near our house. There weren’t a lot of trees around in our neighborhood so bushes had to do for the birds around here. "Today is going to be yet another day...

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Write a story about another day in a heatwave.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 177 stories

“Tulsa Time ” by Paula Dennison

“Hell's Kitchen Mirage” by Josephine Taylor

“Across The Great Desert” by R Collins

“General: Write a story about another day in a heatwave.” by Prince Brempong

“Summer Bark” by Alien Beans

“Oasis” by Vincent Guillemin

“Unfamiliar Environment” by Jacob Palmilloon

“The Fourth Guy” by Iam Danger

“Athena” by Bruce Charles

“I can't bear it!” by Valerie Preston

“The Desert ” by Alex Arias

“Dystopian Diaries, Nicole, Entry 24” by Nanci Arvizu

“MAD DOGS AND ENGLISHMEN” by Paul Rouse

“Natural Order” by Dante Winters

“Dead Birds of Summer” by William Tells

🌟 Similar prompts

Write about a few people spending a long-overdue weekend away at a cottage.

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Write a story about summer love — the quarantine edition.

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