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

Posted in Winter on Oct 25, 2022

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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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“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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“A Little Bit At A Time” by Roth Sassin (inactive)

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I look out at the snowy ground, and the footprints I trampled in it. Then I look back at the pond. It's frozen over of course, but I don't like this. Not one bit. I take a step backward, and it puts me off balance, causing me to fall onto the ground, snow going up my pants. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. Someones coming. Owen's face peers into my line of vision. "You ok?" "Yup. Help me up?" Owen helps me up, then glances at my skates. "You're going ice skating," he clarifies. I smile. "Yup." "But. . ." "Yup." ". . .Want help? ...

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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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“Thin Ice” by Constance Jackson

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I love watching it snow. It seems so peaceful. The snowflakes drifting down, covering everything in a thick layer of white. I sit hereat the window, watching the snow, contimplating my life. Wondering what it would be like to freeze to death. How long would it take? How painful would it be? My name is Lisa. Lisa Hopeful. How ironic. Hopeful is about as far from reality for me as it can be. I have nothing to be hopeful for. I have no friends, no job, no family, no one who cares. What? You say there must be someone? No there is not. I ha...

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“The boy in the snow” by Tara Taylor

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Jenna watched out her window as the snow covered everything in sight. It fell lightly with a gust of wind blowing it about every now and again. Jenna didnt perticerly like the snow, though it was a change. She lived in a small town in mississippi where snow never seemed to have much of a chance of falling. She took a sip out of her ruby red coffee mug as she looked at the time. It was only 8 am and she had been staring out at the snow since before dawn. Her mind wandered, as she glanced out the window, about a boy. A boy with blonde hair and...

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“Slipping Away” by Janet Joos

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It's mid- January, a plane pulls in from Orlando, Florida, parks and opens its door where a young boy pauses to stare at the swirling white landscape of Chicago, Illinois on the shores of Lake Michigan before he carefully climbs down the steps. His uncle awaits him. 'Time you people got here. Not much I could do once I got him into my boat. No idea how long he was in there. I called 911 as soon as I hit the shore. I almost missed him but Sandy, my dog, here wouldn't stop yelping until I had to leave the wheel and find out why. Sandy's been...

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“The Curse” by Ultan McDonnell

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Ignoring the ache in his hands, the constant barrage against his face, the incessant howling in his ears, which at any moment threatened to bite, he maintained his observance. Incanting over and over the protections that would ensure that nobody would come to harm. Sitting at the open window, in the full force of the blizzard, he knew that he couldn’t hold out forever. He continued anyway. If nothing else, the ritual distracted him from the pain, from the fear and from the screaming of his mate as she worked in the other room to deliver thei...

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“Snow Day” by Payton Faller

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With snow falling at a rapid pace what is some of your best snow day stories from childhood, college and today? Now that I am old it is nice to relive the stories from the past and hear stories from others that make me feel young again:) One story I remember from my youth was going sledding to "Death Hill" (The rumors of by gone children dying on the hill and going to the hospital were legendary..... however no one knew any of the people personally or if they truly existed at all: ) I remember the trek to the hill was like an adventure in it...

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“Snowfall” by Marija Brincat

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Silvia stands at her bedroom window, peering through the blinds. She is mesmerised by the falling snow, silently enveloping the world as it slept. The light dusting on the bare branches of the trees in the park opposite reminds her of icing sugar on the sweets of her childhood - the crostini and the cruciddati. Traditional sweets, made in the home, by her mother, and later by herself. When she was a child, no one would have ever dreamt of buying these kind of sweets from a shop. Nowadays you could find them in some cafes - the Ba...

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“If The Fire Went Out” by Cally Howell

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I looked timidly out at the snow. It was a pure, startling whiteness, covering every tree branch and blade of grass, plenty of feet deep. The trip wasn’t supposed to go this way. It was supposed to be fifty degrees and sunny the entire time. No one who came to camp had any snow appropriate gear; we had packed sweaters, long-sleeved hiking shirts, cargo pants. Everything you’d expect to need on a late winter camping trip in North Carolina. When the temperatures first started to drop, Kate told us to double layer. That was fine for...

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“And the Crosses Shall Cry” by ADITYA JAIN

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The Kingdom of Britain, 1794- Out through the misty glare of the window, a thousand tonnes of rusting ships spiked through the glacial waves of the winter-sea. It rose as great mountains of wrath- cold and unsparing as they came. Even the albatrosses and gulls seemed buried under the brumal frost of its salty hands.As he gazed into the endless sea, a crumpled portrait of his wife remained in the moist grip of his fingers. Close to the chuckling crackers of a dwindling fire rested the holey pages of his diary. Domitian J. Throne sai...

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“Superbrother” by Alyson Ackman

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Jack looked out onto the frozen, white wonderland; his eyes darting around, following the dancing snowflakes. His frustration grew into a ball of fury in his gut as he grunted and pushed away from the cold window and flopped onto his bed. The colourful Spiderman duvet brought him no relief of the growing anger from being stuck inside. “I didn’t even do anything wrong,” he grumbled as he turned over and traced the outlines on his bed. He shot to his feet on the bouncy bed as the door creaked open. His anger amplified as he saw the round face ...

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“Come alive, please!” by Harrini R

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Monica’s eyes were fixed at the pearl drops that were drizzling from the fogged sky. Her hands trembled as she closed the windows. “Uff, what a relief” she murmured as she swallowed a pill and put on her suit. It had been a year since she saw the outside world, the shining sun’s reflection on the crystal drops of mist on the grass, and the fresh breeze. All she could see now was the pale white wall of the man living next door through the stained-glass window of her Bedroom and some gray concrete stuff all around. Today was her day, the ...

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“Opaque” by Cari Rodriguez

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“Opaque” I knew it. I knew it as my nose slipped out of the covers, calling me to roll out of bed and reach for the curtains. The bedroom window overlooks a cobblestone fire pit and the threshold of a wispy forest pervading my backyard. I’m standing on the warm side of the glass, but I feel my body begin to numb. The room dissolves behind me. Then, it’s just the wind. The wind, the feathers. Clean, white feathers diving down into cloudy pools that grow, magnetically. I can’t believe it’s snowing, sticking everywhere, like popped, powdery, ...

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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

“Fall Through” by Kira Entzminger

“The Icy Hell” by Lyd Lucero

“A Little Bit At A Time” by Roth Sassin (inactive)

“The Frozen Lake” by Virginia Hair

“Thin Ice” by Constance Jackson

“The boy in the snow” by Tara Taylor

“Slipping Away” by Janet Joos

“The Curse” by Ultan McDonnell

“Snow Day” by Payton Faller

“Snowfall” by Marija Brincat

“If The Fire Went Out” by Cally Howell

“And the Crosses Shall Cry” by ADITYA JAIN

“Superbrother” by Alyson Ackman

“Come alive, please!” by Harrini R

“Opaque” by Cari Rodriguez

🌟 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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