Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

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“Louise Runs Away” by Svara Narasiah

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It was January 19th, right in the middle of winter. Cold snow fell from the cloudy sky and landed on the ground below the girl.. She shivered, partly from the cold, and partly with anticipation. Louise pulled her green coat tightly around her shoulders, her heart thundering inside her chest. Pom pom, pom pum. She felt blood rush to her head and rubbed her temples, her fingers half-frozen—she had forgotten her mittens at home.She was standing in a little clearing within a large forest. Tall pine trees surrounded her, their dull gree...

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“Getting Inside” by Jim Gulledge

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I came here to get away from everything. I had just had my emotions dragged through the mud, and I needed some time to recover and get myself going again. I thought this would be a good place to reflect, to let my emotions come back together, and get ready to face the world again. It turned out to do that and more. Almost at the same moment that I arrived, the snow began to come down. I put all the provisions I had into the kitchen and started the coffee pot. Then, I piled lots of wood into the bin so that I could have a fire to keep warm....

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“Snow On The Pines” by Phoebe DeNeve

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Snow blowing, dust particles, and broken glass; that's what Noah saw when his vision started to clear. As he slowly regained thought, the memories came flooding back to him; driving down a snowy road, a blizzard starting, his girlfriend, Amelia, telling him that they should stop, then him losing control of the car, and it started spinning before rolling into the ditch. "Amelia?" Noah called out, turning his head. He saw her in the passenger seat, slumped over unconscious, with a bleeding gash on the side of her head. He weakly reached over ...

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“The Cabin” by Harken Void

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Welcome to the end of your world. No need to worry - you’ve done plenty of that throughout your life already. This isn’t some doomsday apocalypse like you see in the movies or read about in books. The world is still spinning, all the things you hold dear still exist - only we’ve removed them from you for the next ten days. This end of the world will be for you only, your own personal experience. This is your chance to start living your life anew. Notice that the cabin you’ll be staying in is off the grid. That means no connection to society ...

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“route 180 ” by Sadie Kennedy

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It was a dark night cold and frigid me and Amelia were all alone stranded. I was the oldest I had to know what to do. Right? It was like momma always said "it's in your heart in your mind and in your soul, trust your heart". We were walking, we were tired, our bodies were drained. No food. no internet. just us, Sarah and Amelia all alone it was not scary, we just missed momma more than anything I thought we were going to get eaten by wolves or end up dead by the end of the night. For god's sake it was -3 degrees outside. Amelia peered up at ...

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“The Cabin” by Rexy Rexy

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‘Hey Alex, I got us some more firewood.’ Persephone opened the door and dragged a bag in from the snow buried porch. ‘What have you done Alex? I told you not to move.’‘Ah, you are back.’ Alex woke up to the sound of Persephone’s voice, still lying on the floor next to the bed. ‘I uh, never mind. Help me get back in the bed.’‘Of course.’ Persephone dropped the bag and came to Alex’s aid.Alex suddenly grabbed Persephone’s arm, ‘Who are you, hm?’‘What do you mean? I’m Persephone, your friend. Did you have a concussion?’ Persephone tried to exam...

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“Nick, Laura, Stephen and Sarah” by Kendall Defoe

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“Hello?” “Hello!” Sarah was still taking things out of the car, so I was the one who was surprised first. A woman answered the door…actually, I think that was not quite true. She heard me unlock the cabin and stood waiting for me to enter. She was beautiful in a sweet, girl-next-door kind of way with pockets of energy that seemed to be out of her control. “Hello!” “Umm… Yes, hello.” It was Sarah’s turn to be surprised. “I think that there is a mistake here.” She put down the boxes of food and looked around. It was a very ...

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“The Secret Ingredient” by Kevin Weaver

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The comfort of the secret ingredient soothed Great Grandma Eva, as one unexpected guest after the other (eight in all), invaded her tiny- cozy farmhouse that cold, late winter February night. Alarming news of forecasts of snow accumulations, in excess of four feet, were jamming the telephone party lines in the remote farming community, situated between Lake Ontario and Lake Erie, in Northwestern New York. Schools closed early, and many families scurried, in preparation for the impending super storm. Short of a full day, a rus...

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“The Death of George Elliott” by Daryl Oliver

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This was the day that George Elliot dies. He is a survivor in many ways. He was in Special Forces in the military. He did undercover work for the FBI. He was now a freelance real estate agent and part time investigator for the local police. The investigator bit gave him access to locations and information, while the real estate job was more of the bill payer. But all this training would not help him avoid his fate. Instead, it would help him reach it. It took George three hours of nonstop driving to reach the cabin. It was a little purchase...

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“The Cabin That Love Built” by Norp Dee

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Thinking it would be a good place to study, Jeannie arrived just before dark and an impending storm. The four-hour car ride had been uneventful until the last ten miles. It was then the radio station cut out in the middle of a talk show, pissing Jeannie off. She hated when she lost reception close to the cabin, but, on the bright side, it meant she was getting close. But when the check engine light came on, her stomach sank. Dave was always on top of routine car maintenance stuff, so a suggested next oil change was probably not the cause of ...

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“288 Hours” by Louise Muller

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"Go to Austria," my sister had said, "it'll be good for you to be by yourself, away from technology, people, and especially that ass, Rob." Now that I find myself in Austria, alone, with no means to contact the outside world, I fear I didn't think this through. My sister, Debs has four children under the age of four years old. Silence must be something she treasures. For me, however, I find the silence that surrounds me here to be crushing, like an invisible force that engulfs and consumes. She was right, though. I needed to get away. Rob...

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“Life Without Minecraft (for a little while so i don't freak out...)” by Puhalenthi Ramesh Vidhya

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I hated this. I mean, what kind of stupid idea is it to go to Alaska in a winter cabin during the summer break, when my friends are having a blast at a pool party. I HATE THE WINTER! THE ONLY FUN THING TO DO IS PLAY SNOWBALL FIGHT, BUT THE SNOW IS ONLY HALF AN INCH HIGH! Sorry for the caps, but I'M PROVING MY POINT! Sorry again... Anyway, I was angry at my parents for the dumb idea, and before I could protest, they held up the plane tickets. "Pleath come. Pweeeeth," Abby, my little sister yelled, lisping the 's'. "Pweeeethe" "...

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“The Fifth Sister” by Kathleen March

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I love little hideaways. By their very name, they are peaceful, solitary places, intimate, safe, womblike. I guess that’s why I decided to spend some time in a cabin in New England. You see, I’m a writer and I am in the middle of my worst writer’s block ever. I’ve tried everything, and cannot manage to break the hold this silence has on me. In desperation, I’ve come here to see if I can dissolve the distractions and pull myself together. There is no electricity in this place, and of course no phone or internet service. I could use my lapto...

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“Dinner for two” by Jessica Primrose

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Author's note: This story contains disturbing themes.“There is no Goatman, Peter.”“But I saw it!” “Oh, what have I told you about trying to start a fright? Now please eat your supper. I will hear no more of this nonsense.” Peter’s freckled nose scrunched up at the smell of the porridge. The smell itself was rather bland and faint. Similar to smelling a field of corn about a few blocks away. It had been porridge for weeks now. Bland grits and spotted water from the well. Black particles floated to the top of the yellowish water and ...

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“Coulrophobia Cabin” by Chris Herron

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Content warning: murder, mutilation, mentions of child abuse The cabin was a small, wooden structure, dark and dingy, dusty and cobwebbed. A skylight let in the faintest hint of opalescent moonlight and it bathed the contents of the upperfloor loft in a cold metallic glow; a wardrobe, a dressing table with a large mirror, and boxes of junk piled two or three high. Outside snow fell ceaselessly, dreamlike and surreal, the hibernal bluish-white frost juxtaposed by the comforting warmth of the logfire inside the ramshackle hut. A tall, s...

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Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 246 stories

“Louise Runs Away” by Svara Narasiah

“Getting Inside” by Jim Gulledge

“Snow On The Pines” by Phoebe DeNeve

“The Cabin” by Harken Void

“route 180 ” by Sadie Kennedy

“The Cabin” by Rexy Rexy

“Nick, Laura, Stephen and Sarah” by Kendall Defoe

“The Secret Ingredient” by Kevin Weaver

“The Death of George Elliott” by Daryl Oliver

“The Cabin That Love Built” by Norp Dee

“288 Hours” by Louise Muller

“Life Without Minecraft (for a little while so i don't freak out...)” by Puhalenthi Ramesh Vidhya

“The Fifth Sister” by Kathleen March

“Dinner for two” by Jessica Primrose

“Coulrophobia Cabin” by Chris Herron

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Write about two people going sledding for the first time in many years.

Start your story with someone looking out at the snow, and end it with them stepping tentatively onto a frozen surface.

Write about someone who gets stuck in their workplace during a blizzard and decides to explore rooms they aren’t normally allowed in.

Write a story set in the summer, when suddenly it starts to snow.

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