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

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“Graceful Dark Winter. ” by Redeemed Wolf

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It was cold.. his hands numb. nose runny, and his entire life shivering.. while staring at his breath escaping him.. he softly spoke to himself... "Oh Winter, you made your introduction to my suffering of the present moment after all." "It looks like my 2nd season of being abandoned by mercy has settled in.. The heat was more bearable than this, after all, The shade of the dancing trees kept that scorching sun from burning my back.. Yet the chill of possible death is closer than the warmth of life.. this is the season... " he thought to ...

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“Tempest” by Luke Squires

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My legs were animated, moving as if they might be guided by ropes at the knees. I wore the only garments to my name- a monkey jacket, from my sailing days. A large, fur greatcoat that had been given to me by my grandfather. The old tan slacks I had been given in the army, and the boots I wore with them. This meager clothing stuck to my skin, as if sewed to the sweat that flowed through my chest. I looked as though I was wearing the carcass of some animal, it's beastly, leathery skins almost fusing with mine. The coat was a neutral brown pigm...

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“The Police Came To The Conclusion That No Crime Took Place” by Florian Wolf

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For all it lays, the snow just twist the arm of her. Spending days - no, weeks - above the herd that did it last to her. Open and lost she moves around the snowed spire of the cabin she just bought. Still, the current stays, as the snow cuddles her arm. Sweeping snow, always pushing inwards from the outward, turning everything white that once was gray, but what will remain? She dreams her life away, every second a thing lays more on her as it already did in the past. No snow will make her disappear, despite being a dancing coward who t...

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“My boy's girl” by Michelle Knight

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I sat there in the confines of my cabin, more like comfort of my cabin now. Surely a safe haven from the icy weather. It started out as mere drops of snow, highly expected, I mean, it's winter. But some two hours ago, it seemed to increase with fervour. So much so that the power is out, the internet is down too. And silly me, I'd forgot to pay for phone service before driving all the way out here. Now snuggling in my comforter, I choose to enjoy this harsh weather by escaping to another world, living the life of mere fictious character...

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“Between Layers of Snow and Ash” by Kira P.

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The blizzard--nature’s most beautiful form of destruction. It tears through an area like a graceful dancer filled with rage tears across a stage, its movement sharp and unpredictable, yet still oh-so mesmerizing. Everyone watches from a distance, sensing the danger, yet they can never turn away- like flies to a flytrap. This is why Kylie Boyer finds herself gazing out of her cabin window, hypnotized. The book she had been enjoying rests open in her lap with her hands folded over the spine. The orange glow from the fireplace in front o...

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“The Cabin” by Chris Culpepper

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Macy was excited for the weekend! Weekends are always exciting. A couple of days away from the drudgery of teachers and lame students who didn't understand her. She had no time for school. She knew what she wanted to do with her life, she'd known that since she was 10yrs old. Her art was her life. She could draw or paint anything just by looking at it. She enjoyed art throughout middle school, learning about the early artists and style. But it wasn't long before she surpassed anything her teachers should show her. Her parents constantly...

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“Just Chill” by YEMISI B

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I pulled the last of the suitcases out of the trunk and tapped it lightly for it to close. It would be a long weekend in more ways than one. God knows I love my wife, but as much as I recognize that He gave her to me to love, I knew just as much that He gave her to me to challenge me. Shanice, my dutiful wife, always found a way to make sure that I could never rest on my laurels. In the distance, I could hear her shepherding my two reluctant teenagers into the cabin that she rented for the weekend. She finally settled on this one after condu...

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“As It Was by Angela N. James” by Angela Semaj

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Leslie darted out of the car before it was parked into the cabin fuming that he was not able to stay in the city with all the upcoming events he had planned with his friends. Leslie was beginning to drift away from the family. His mother thought it best for him to have some time away from the city and his friend, from all the bad influences to rediscover who he is as an individual. Abigail knew it was going to be hard for her trying to convince her son that the path that he was taking was the path of destruction. She wan...

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“Bulls of Spain” by Dragus Sagas

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Piercing creak of floor boards sang through the hall as old man Aaron, buried alone in an unstable cabin of rotten, damp planks, paced up and down the gloomy room with arms crossed and united behind his back, as most old people relentlessly tread in pensive, forlorn moments of isolation. As snow hurled down ceaselessly, while frigid air slashed the cabin walls and seeped through stacked moss amid wall logs, Aaron reflected on most distant, nostalgic and painful memories. He glanced at a gleaming blade of a royal sabre that was hung on t...

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“What Next?” by Taonga Nyirenda

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Everything in here is all shaken up. I honestly never thought I’d survive that blizzard. It’s one of the most intense I’ve ever experienced. I get up from under the table to examine the rest of the cabin. Every damn room is a mess, with one of the bedroom windows completely smashed. I hate cleaning, hate it so much, but this is beyond me. Now, where is that vacuum cleaner? The last time I was here was almost five years ago and I can’t remember where everything is, except the broom that I found by the front door, but I don’t want to use that...

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“Keterina” by V W

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Negative forty five degrees Celsius, the frosted thermometer read. Keterina swiped away the thin layer of snow with her wool mittens before turning to peer out at the morning sun. The golden rays of light illuminated the wide landscape in her backyard. Before her was a familiar picture of bluish-white snow, pine trees, and the small unpaved clearing to the main roads.That was all.The rural town of Oymyakon, Yakutia is the coldest place in the world and that is not an exaggeration. In 1933, they recorded the all-time low of negative sixty sev...

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“The Cabin in Winter” by Ann Rapp

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The paved road that lead to the turn-off for the Remington cabin had been salted and plowed. I had stopped in town and carried several cardboard cartons filled with food and supplies in the back of my 4-Runner, but there was plenty of daylight left to see the landmarks Irene had given me, and I easily spotted the sign with the name “Remington” and an arrow pointing into the dense forest. About six inches of hard-packed, powdery snow covered the service road leading up to the cabin, which showed but a few sets of tire ...

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“The Cabin ” by Caroline Burkey

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“Do you have enough food to last the week?” Mr. Archer asked Debbie as he stepped into the cabin. Debbie nodded as she followed him inside, saying, “I stocked up before I came here.” “What about firewood?” he asked, setting down the armful of logs he’d carried inside to the fireplace. She pointed to the box near the fireplace and said, “That’s full, and there’s a large stack on the porch.” He looked at the box and nodded. Standing, he wiped the dirt off of his hands and said, “The water pump is in the backyard. The kerosene lamps are f...

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“Oh Jack!” by Estelle Westley

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"Gaby, Mum asked me to go up to the cabin and check that all is good for Christmas but I have a deadline to meet...." "Oh I know what's coming, you want me to go up to the cabin and I bet you it's not a deadline you have to meet. It's a new date that you have. I can sass you out very quickly big brother." Gaby laughed. "Not a problem Jack, I could do with a weekend away in peace where I can do some work. The cabin will be ideal. Unlike you I do have a deadline to meet!" She felt a rush of excitement as she put down her phone. What a p...

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“Deception” by Kemzyacco Nedd

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At the edge of the world the cabin sat, perched gingerly on top a steep hill top surrounded by tall trees and frozen streams down below. It was my first time in the mountains; there was a stillness that existed within its nature, a solitude I was not accustom to, being so far away from civilization. I glanced at my phone on the table, half expecting it to ring or give off any assortment of noise for that matter but it never came. It was so quiet, so very quiet that it scared me a little, no phone service, no electricity or internet just the ...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 246 stories

“Graceful Dark Winter. ” by Redeemed Wolf

“Tempest” by Luke Squires

“The Police Came To The Conclusion That No Crime Took Place” by Florian Wolf

“My boy's girl” by Michelle Knight

“Between Layers of Snow and Ash” by Kira P.

“The Cabin” by Chris Culpepper

“Just Chill” by YEMISI B

“As It Was by Angela N. James” by Angela Semaj

“Bulls of Spain” by Dragus Sagas

“What Next?” by Taonga Nyirenda

“Keterina” by V W

“The Cabin in Winter” by Ann Rapp

“The Cabin ” by Caroline Burkey

“Oh Jack!” by Estelle Westley

“Deception” by Kemzyacco Nedd

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

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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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