A busy city is quieted by a big blanketing of snow. Write from the perspective of two (or more) characters who live there.

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“A Silent City of Sparkles” by Madison C.

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A Silent City of SparklesMegYou would think that it would be the car engines or my alarm clock that woke me, the sound of an irritated New Yorker, or the neighbor next door’s alarm blaring five times each morning through the wall, but instead it was the silence that woke me. New York’s sounds had become a comforting white noise, but it was silent. I sat up slowly, unsure if I was still in New York. Maybe I was home on my family’s farm. That was the last time I had been able to simply hear myself breath, but there it was, my constant in-out b...

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“THE TWO LOVER BIRDS IN THE BLANKET. ” by Ifeoma Favour Simon I

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Often times l look at the sky. I feel the rhythm of the beating heart. At the moments the sky pours down its glory whitening salt from heaven l feel the joy from the couple's heart. Have you wondered why we have most of our kids born in winter?The flame of the taste of this season yields incomparable results of the glittering feelings being shared under the blanket. The sunset is got: The cities are free of many busy minds in a busy world labouring day in and day out!As brighten the trees and ground are covered up with the whitening snow dri...

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“Quilt” by Ananya Aloke

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“This sucks.” David said aloud to the only man in the room. He was standing by the window. “Why don’t I strangle him and hang myself?”After a night of snowfall, all the colors of the city had merged into white and black. David drew the curtains. The darker, the better. He thought, massaging his head. Alcohol did not suit him anymore. Not even a few glasses mixed with soda. David went to his bedroom to check up on his partner.Jack was tired by his experiences of last night. The mattress was cozy. Darkness depressed him. He had also got d...

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“Perfect Storm” by Gianna Branco

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The snow cascaded down, covering each building in a shiny white. It deafened the noises of the city, making everything appear calm and quiet, even if it was only for a few hours. I sat on my window sill and smiled. “God, I love the snow,” I sighed. “It’s so beautiful. Isn’t this beautiful?” “Gorgeous, darling,” Anna said without looking up from her book. “Don’t you just love the snow?” I stood, making my way over to the kitchen. “Ever since I was a kid, it was my favorite. People can have all the s...

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“Excavating Blizzard Stormsy” by Ngeny Danson

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'Right straight to the roads we go.' The news anchor seemed distraught,her face seemed paler than usual. 'A mountain of Snow has taken over Downtown...' Just then the power grid went off. Blackout. Massive snowfall had hit Defy City for ten days now. Weather forecasters had become somewhat like demigods, everyone was eagerly waiting for the next news on the latest state of the City. However ice had been building up at the Central Powerhouse and at about midnight due to suspected Short circuits the transformers flipped. A cold city with no e...

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“Blanketed” by Holly Rose

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Blanketed Beep! Beep! Beep! The alarm blared rudely, startling Georgia awake. Her mobile device danced to life, darting recklessly between the chips of paint on the chestnut colored nightstand that stood just inches from her face. The nightstand that she’d found at a yardsale was one of her defining features of independence - it was one of the first pieces of furniture that she’d purchased on her own. The drawer stuck more often than not and it needed a coat of paint, but for less than a twenty, Georgia had felt empowered with her find...

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“The Snow is Not So Cold” by Vye Johnson

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“Snow! Snow! Snow!” shouted seven-year old Annabelle from her kitchen window. Michigan is notorious for its harsh, brutal winters, with the temperature dropping below negative thirty degrees Fahrenheit when the wind chill was taken into account. The cold didn’t bother Annabelle much; her dad would simply bound her up in her winter coat, hat, gloves, scarf, and boots, so she could make her trek through the snow unfazed. Her favorite thing to do was play in her front yard, rolling the wet snow into solid spheres and stacking them into a magnif...

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“City Gone Quiet ” by Vivienne Stradley

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Jeff Jeff loved the city. But he loved winter more, because in the winter they had a bowling contest. His grandpa owned a bowling place. Jeff was sitting on the bar stool behind the counter daydreaming when he heard a knock on the door. Jeff woke from his day dream and went to look who it was. It was his best friend Miles. Him and Miles bowled every morning before school. It was like a tradition. Jeff let Miles in. “Thank god, you finally let me in it is crazy cold out there.” “I don't think it really is that cold,” Jeff said ...

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“Calm and Still Tomorrow” by Ivy Y.

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Sophia I hug my knees into my chest, watching from the window seat of the townhouse as snow falls in its unhurried manner. Just a thin layer of glass creates a marked divide - my warm little pocket of the world kept separate from the squall outside. Trees line my street - spaced out every ten feet or so - and their leafless limbs begin to collect snow, like enormous skeletons donning capes. The elderly tree in front of my window seems especially regal. With my first-floor view, I am able to see straight up the trunk to the tangle of bra...

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“On A Wintry Day” by Mayukh Banerjee

Submitted to Contest #23

His eyes opened to see the usual beige ceiling staring back at him, boring, devoid of life and cold. His hand moved instinctively to the other side of the bed only to find it empty ; his fingers grazing against the cold bed sheets. He sighed and then glanced over at the clock- it was 7am. He heaved himself out of the bed, and trudged barefoot across the wooden floor into the living room. He had grown accustomed to the cold floor and the numbness of his toes but today it stung. So he put on a worn out pair of flip flops; the ru...

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“Amidst Snowfall” by Ashma Ghimire

Submitted to Contest #23

It started snowing at last, the first snow of the year. It looks like it has no intention to lull and has wrapped the city like a thick blanket as if it's keeping it warm. Did Sam take his umbrella today? From inside these large windows I can see people and the snow, drifting . Do they notice me too?I've been sitting here for almost 4 hours now, trying to sort my thoughts out. Trying to twin them to the cadence of the floating snow. But the only thing i can meditate on is: how a person's life starts with their first snow and ends with t...

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“A New Start” by Courtney Cook

Submitted to Contest #23

“We can’t pick you up in the city, Brian, there’s too much snow. You’ll need to take a train further out.” Brian sighed, “okay.” He hung up without waiting for a goodbye. “Attention all passengers, please note that due to the weather conditions, all trains are currently cancelled. Thank you for your understanding and cooperation,” the tell-tale shake of an old man’s voice echoed throughout the train station. Gerard swivelled away from the microphone and back to the window. The hustle of the station came to a holt. He took a moment to...

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“Bitter Truth Cafe” by Shannon Bogle

Submitted to Contest #23

Joan Taylor stared fixedly out the window of the Man in the Moon cafe. The fear of being stood up for a lunch date would ruffle the feathers of any decent individual, but after arriving 25 minutes early for a lunch date with reservations, Joan was frothing with irritation. The bread rolls no longer puffed with steam and warmth, but were now chilled over with staleness. The casual glances in her direction were now full of whispers and stares of pity. Her waiter, sweet boy, cautiously paced his section of the cafe...

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“The Snow and a Walk to Safeway” by Grace Cooper

Submitted to Contest #23

Snow on New Year’s Eve. Of course, thought Max. Snow on the wet concrete of Seattle, the gray city he had landed in, ducking out from under the snow clouds of the Midwest. The water leaked from the sky in this city, like they were under some giant leaky faucet no one had ever thought to turn off. He pulled his blinds shut, the plastic pieces swaying. He was sick of the view, of the city though it was.The last thing he wanted was to see it all covered lightly in snow. He sank back on the couch, sliding down the leather slightly, stretch...

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“The Dichotomy of Snow” by Gabrielle Marie

Submitted to Contest #23

Quiet. Peace. Joy. Heat radiated through the coffee mug as steam wafted through the air like tiny smoke signals. She blew on the mug, seemingly signaling distress to those below. On her balcony, everything was monochromed in white. The grey, sterile building where they had built their lives blended in with the grey sky around her. She looked out at the scenery like a widow looking for her husband returning from sea. The wind gently blew her hair and tugged at her robe, further making the scene. Every snow fall felt like a new beginning, fres...

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A busy city is quieted by a big blanketing of snow. Write from the perspective of two (or more) characters who live there.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 51 stories

“A Silent City of Sparkles” by Madison C.

“THE TWO LOVER BIRDS IN THE BLANKET. ” by Ifeoma Favour Simon I

“Quilt” by Ananya Aloke

“Perfect Storm” by Gianna Branco

“Excavating Blizzard Stormsy” by Ngeny Danson

“Blanketed” by Holly Rose

“The Snow is Not So Cold” by Vye Johnson

“City Gone Quiet ” by Vivienne Stradley

“Calm and Still Tomorrow” by Ivy Y.

“On A Wintry Day” by Mayukh Banerjee

“Amidst Snowfall” by Ashma Ghimire

“A New Start” by Courtney Cook

“Bitter Truth Cafe” by Shannon Bogle

“The Snow and a Walk to Safeway” by Grace Cooper

“The Dichotomy of Snow” by Gabrielle Marie

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