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

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“Snow Angels” by Niki Sykes

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Stefan closed the door behind him and surveyed the landscape before him through the safety of the split screen glass. For miles and miles as far as the eye could see lay a blanket of snow, largely untouched by footfall or human hand. It was hypnotic, somewhat trance like and somewhere from beyond there was a slight haze of pink and purple casting an almost ethereal light across the landscape. If he didn’t know better he may well have been dreaming. Everything about this place was beyond perfect and that was exactly how he needed things to be...

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“A Tall Tale Of Us” by Siuzanna Vyshneva

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It was the third year of my university studies. I was reminiscent of past winters, contemplating the melting snow. My eyes were glazed over with the sunbeams reflecting off surfaces. Last time I watched snow melt, I made a pledge to welcome intense sensation, whatever it may be. And as broad as it sounded, the universe was listening. I went back to studies at my Spanish university and the year was beginning pretty good. And then along came our new world literature professor. The first thing we all got to learn about her was that she was ther...

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“Silent Songs” by Rachel Baron

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There she sits, past the masses of thick hardbound books, past all the university students making use of the music library, at the far right corner staring out the window. Staring at the snow drifting down over the city, like a blanket of serenity. A slight body swaying to the notes. Crashing, melding into one, fingers moving like delicate dancers. Loud, then quiet. Happy, then sad again, filling the room with noise. Rich harmonious sound that grips the heart and holds on for eternity. The music keeps moving on like the sea, rushing in then ...

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“An Unexpected Day ” by Breanna Barber

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Laila stood looking out her bedroom window to see the sun rising and the snowflakes riding the breeze. She shivered while in her purple footie pajamas and pulled her blue fleece blanket tighter around her shoulders. As she went to turn away, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the window, her fine grey hair hung around her face in ringlets, and if that wasn’t enough to show her how many days she has walked this earth, the wrinkles caressing her face were. Sighing, she walks the few feet from her bedroom to her kitchen, with her c...

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“Imprints ” by A L Burn

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Distant church bells murmur their way into my mind. I blink back into the present and look out at the white garden. A robin dances into my vision, flitting between the rotting bird house and jagged greenhouse window. A weird pang of jealousy knots in my gut. She’s free, unencumbered by weighty bouts of misery or relentlessly tethered to memories. The bird flies from the garden, as if it could sense my negativity like a predator. I slide back into my hollow place and let her face pour into my vision. *** “It’s a bit dire isn’t it” H...

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“Through the Window” by Karen Dunaway

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Through the Window. Cold. Wet. Slippery. Dangerous.…. Those were the thoughts that were running through Jade’s mind as she watched the snowfall from her upstairs window. She hated wintertime. The snow brought to memory the accident that had happened three short years ago. She remembered the wetness, the cold as it seeped through her clothes, her skin, and right into her soul. It had been three years and she still didn't know how long she had been out in the weather and the nightmares still came and still kept her up at night. She...

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“Happy New Year” by Jacquelene Gabrielle

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“What the—“A gust of frigid air whips over exposed thighs and strappy heels. Chains clink, cutting into wrists, as she attempts to shield her eyes from the glaring white. The snow swirls through the narrow doorway and in a disoriented state she shivers in bone-chilling cold.An imposing shadow passes through the blinding light and into the small, musty room.“Who the fuck are you?” She manages to croak. Mouth dry. Voice hoarse. Memories of champagne and Jägerbombs swirled. Blinking through the fog of last night, she squints and tries to focus ...

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“The Frozen Lake” by Virginia Hair

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Livi gazed upon the calm, fast-falling, snow. It had begun an hour before and with each passing minute, the usually graceful flakes fell more intensely. Livi thought to herself that it resembled the Blizzard of 1978, a topic that she had mastered because of her "snow obsession". She loved snow. Especially when it caused a White Christmas, like Livi was confident it would this year. Today held the place of December 23, which meant that there were hardly 2 days until that awaited day came. And if the forecast was correct this time, she would g...

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“The Brightest Stars” by Rujula Deshmukh

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Sahima sighed as she looked out at the pillowy white blankets of snow falling in her backyard. Wasn’t it ironic how she was named after the one thing that she had loved so much before, yet now she hated to think about? Snow. Sahima meant snow. She brought herself back before she could think about the things that hurt as her phone pinged with a new message. Can you please start shoveling the snow? We’ll bring hot cocoa… It was her mom. She and Sahima’s father were going to be coming home from work soon and wanted her to clear the drivewa...

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“Frozen” by Terry Choi

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I hated it.All of it.The cold, white material that floated down from the sky in little flakes, eventually nestling into piles in which their insignificant souls become parts of. Only for the piles to be destroyed as little children jumped into them with expressions of glee plastered across their faces.It was difficult, to say the least, to watch such happiness radiate from the playing kids. I had been one of them, everyone had, at one point. I had fond memories of building snowmen and having neighborhood snowball fights back when I was young...

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“Winter Wonders” by Valerie Larouche

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The snow descends in thick, peaceful flurries, and accumulates, heavy, on the bare branches of trees and green firs. I watch it all from behind the glass of my bay window as I sit on a cushion bench tucked underneath it. I sit and stare. I reminisce and hope. I hope I am right, that all of it was real, and that it will happen as I expect it to. For you see, when I was seven years old, an event happened that changed me forever. An event that promised reoccurrence. And though now, at 87 years old, I tend to forget most of my childhood, these ...

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“Walk of the Widower” by Ethan Lash

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“The time is now 7:30am the temperature is currently 26 degrees, chance of precipitation 80% with an accumulation of 6 to 8 inches.” The man rolled over and picked up his phone as the robotic voice continued into a list of headlines describing the news of the day. The voice was cut short as he unlocked his phone and examined the forecast with a furrowed brow. When he had went to sleep the night before it had been with the knowledge that the snow was not to start until noon and that the temperature would be at least 10 degrees colder. Th...

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“The Icy Hell” by Lyd Lucero

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The snow looked like glitter slowly dancing along the sky falling to the ground flake by flake. The whole outside world at peace as the white substance slowly covered every tree and plant. Emerie watched the beauty happen through her window dreaming of what it would be like to feel the breeze against her skin as she stepped into the outside world. Fantasizing of what it would be like just to touch the snow and grip it in her hand. She thought of all the articles and books she had read of people building snow people and going sledding. She wo...

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“Queen of Nothing at All” by Brennan Bilberry

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Asli looked out the window. All of Duaci was covered in a blanket of snow. Children built snowmen of made snow angels. She hated to ruin there perfect afternoon. But it was something that needed to be done. Duacin people deserved the truth. There king had passed on that morning. Asli, the queen was the only one to know of this. Other than the maid who nearly screamed from horror when she came to change his sheets. The maid jabbed pins into Asli's hair and tightened her corset. This would do. The queen never really cared for the king, somethi...

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“Fall Through” by Kira Entzminger

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Mark had his arms around Alex, the reflection from their engagement rings shining brightly in the stunningly white morning. They had been looking out at the snow, saying nothing. They just enjoyed each other’s presence, and that’s it. Mark kissed the top of Alex’s head, saying suddenly, “I hope this snow never melts.” Alex smiled, looking up at his husband’s bright blue-green eyes, loving how they sparkled almost as brightly as his ring. Alex just chuckled a little, saying, “Agreed.” Mark kissed him, and sat up, holding Alex tighter,...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 233 stories

“Snow Angels” by Niki Sykes

“A Tall Tale Of Us” by Siuzanna Vyshneva

“Silent Songs” by Rachel Baron

“An Unexpected Day ” by Breanna Barber

“Imprints ” by A L Burn

“Through the Window” by Karen Dunaway

“Happy New Year” by Jacquelene Gabrielle

“The Frozen Lake” by Virginia Hair

“The Brightest Stars” by Rujula Deshmukh

“Frozen” by Terry Choi

“Winter Wonders” by Valerie Larouche

“Walk of the Widower” by Ethan Lash

“The Icy Hell” by Lyd Lucero

“Queen of Nothing at All” by Brennan Bilberry

“Fall Through” by Kira Entzminger

🌟 Similar prompts

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

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.

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

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