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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“The Looking Lake” by Conor Thackray

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A Fragment from the Tales of the Evelyn Bones “Do you skate sir?” I asked Dr Prest as we both enjoyed a cigar and looked out at the falling snow. He took a few slow puffs, adding to the noxious blue atmosphere that shrouded us both like the white curtain outside. “I’m sorry to say I don’t Bartley. I didn’t see you as the skating type?” I watched the end of my cigar smolder for a moment before tapping the grey ash into the ornate tray that sat atop the beautiful, low, walnut table between our two wingback chairs. “I’m full of surprises,” I ...

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“ Red winter. ” by Stanzin Khenrab

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I looked outside through the window, it was snowing lightly. First snow of the year. I am talking about ten years ago when I was seven years old. That evening in the kitchen of our old house. I was standing on a cold tiled floor, with a regular kitchen knife in my blood stained hands. Zeshan Masood, my best childhood friend was lying dead on the floor. He had been lying there for an hour, and I stood staring at his corpse the whole time. It was me who killed him. But it was not on purpose. We were just playing a game - a stupid game! Zes...

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“Dreams and Fears” by Lunar Night

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Today it started to snow as I was doing the dishes for my mom, I watched out the window in front of the kitchen sink forgetting what I was supposed to be doing at that moment. I stared in awe at the tiny beautiful sculptures made out of snow for about 5 minutes before my mom told me to continue doing my chores. When I finished I went into the living room and just sat at the window looking at all the snowflakes. I would love to be out there but my dad won’t let me because it’s too cold for me right now. After about an hour of...

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“Long Shadows” by N M

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Three-day blizzard had left the streets with a brilliant white coat. Something about white of snow like yellow of a flame has always mesmerized me. I could feel them on my skin, not a faint feeling, but a strong and bold burning sensation. It is the charm of extremes, which leaves every other experience to pale in comparison, leaving no memorable impression. Stepping away from the window, I whiffed around the room like a dog, trying to feel her scent under my nose, but it had dissipated after three days, in spite of keeping all the doors and...

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“The Day the Ice Broke” by ~❄️snowflake❄️ ~

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I look out my window, watching the snowflakes fall silently to the ground they’ve been falling on every day for the past three years. I watch as a truck slows down next to a neighbor’s house, parks, and out comes a woman carrying a bag of food for her friend, my neighbor. This happens to at least four houses every day. There has been a food shortage ever since this cold started. I watch as the same woman, after bringing the food into the house, brings in some bottles with warm water. I watch little kids playing ball in their favo...

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“Winter's Sonata” by Sun Rik

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As I am looking outside the window, I noticed the small white balls falling from the sky. These little balls make many people happy and busy.Snowmen will rule the streets once again. Kids will start laying on the ground full of snow to create their own snow angel. Mothers will start making hot soups full of veggies and stuff. Lovers will have enough reason to meet and cuddle on a small couch. While I am here reading a crappy email and eating a leftover pizza. I hate pepperoni.Dear Winter,Thank you for your interest in applying for the Virtua...

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“It's all grey and cold ” by Rachel M

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Sarah hears the back door slam and walks over to the window that looks out on the driveway. Tiny flakes spew forth from the sky, the cars already completely covered with snow. Small snow, big snow, Ellis always says. These tiny flakes would stick and they would build and they would turn their town into a big wintery mess. Sarah sighs as she watches Ellis load his gear into his truck. She can see the anger in his movements, the jerky way he throws his buckets and poles into the truck bed. He’s normally so careful with his fishing gear, he spe...

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“Snowy Traditions” by T Cole

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Seral was still just waking up. The shower had been warm, but it didn't wake her up much. She walked over to the coffee machine, which she turned on before the shower for once. She was happy to see she still had her favorite coffee creamer, caramel fudge, a few more cups of coffee, and she would be out. She was gonna need a trip to the store anyway. Her small house, which she referred to as a cabin more often than not, had only a small amount of storage space consisting of a few cabinets no more than seven, a small fridge, and a big ...

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“Memories Of Winter” by Hungara Gamelia

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James hadn’t seen the stuff in years, hadn’t wanted to either, he would have been happy if he’d never seen it again and yet here he was, miserably trudging up the driveway to his family’s vacation lodge.It was the middle of winter in the Cooley Mountain Range. Snow was piled up in meter high drifts, forming massive walls of white all around him, he hated snow and was almost ecstatic when the wooden walls of the lodge came into view.There weren’t any cars next to the house so James guessed that everyone else had parked in the garage. Which h...

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“Grace” by Veronica Vera

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She felt the warmth of the fireplace wash over her body. Grace got up from her bed wrapped up in her cozy blanket. Shuffling her fuzzy socked feet over to the window, she looked out over her land. The snow was newly fallen, and the pond was glistening with the shine of ice. She looked longingly at the ice. The pond out back was built just for her. Now, in her old age, it was mostly used for grandkids. She rarely walked down there any more. At 80 years old her daughter wouldn’t like the idea of her going alone anyway. Looking out one more ti...

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“Wonder and Ways of Seeing” by Zorana Lorden

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Lillian’s nose pressed snugly against the cold glass as she glared out of her bedroom window at the snow. She had made sure to turn off the lights before doing so. She had recently discovered that when looking into dark expanse from inside, light hinders sight. She had learned this in her least favorite way of learning anything—at the hands of her Dad when he threw a grown-up temper tantrum about her turning the light on while he was driving. There was no connection in her brain between these fits and what her Mom called them. She thought th...

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“Ice is Cold (But so is My Heart)” by P. G.

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If there was one thing that people were the most divided on, it’s snow. Half the population loves it, and the other half hates it to their core. Me? I’m with the haters. Snow is so pointless. It shuts down a whole city for a week and leaves me stuck in my house with nothing to do. Today was one of those days. Today, the weatherman called for a few inches of snow. So, of course, school was shut down. All I wanted to do was sit in my bed and drown out the world, but my stepsis...

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“Bonds” by Julie Grassley

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The snow doesn't appear too ominous when the sun is shining. She watched it sparkle and dance before deciding where to settle. The light, friendly, flakes. Not the gray, dreary ones. It reminded her of days with her mom, little kisses is what she called the magical snowflakes. Mom loved all of the seasons but longed for the sun. It makes even the worst of days a little better she would tell Cam. Cam thought her mom's smile made everything better. Between mom and her horses she loved every minute of the farm. School was okay but nothing beat ...

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“Never Ending White” by John Cusumano

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This had to be the coldest and snowiest winter in history. The white flakes just kept on coming like the radio personality would say about hit songs. Where I lived in Pennsylvania the plowing didn't commence until the feverish onslaught of flakes stopped. My family and I were trapped in the house. I felt like Robinson Cureso stranded on an island. We had two children, Rainy age ten and Gus age six. Being that young an cooped up in the house was beginning to drive them crazy. My wife Amy baked cakes and cookies the passed tw...

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“ON THE WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW” by Mara Masolini

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ON THE WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW The sky was still an uniform blanket of gray, without even a mottle, or a little opening , without a minimum space (area) of a tone slightly lighter or slightly darker. The compact gray of the sky loomed like a heavy hood over the snowy landscape she was looking at from the large French window. It had been snowing for hours, it kept on snowing. Now the snow was falling like thin rain, in gusts and sprinkles. While until a little ago she had seen it falling in fluffy flakes...

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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

“The Looking Lake” by Conor Thackray

“ Red winter. ” by Stanzin Khenrab

“Dreams and Fears” by Lunar Night

“Long Shadows” by N M

“The Day the Ice Broke” by ~❄️snowflake❄️ ~

“Winter's Sonata” by Sun Rik

“It's all grey and cold ” by Rachel M

“Snowy Traditions” by T Cole

“Memories Of Winter” by Hungara Gamelia

“Grace” by Veronica Vera

“Wonder and Ways of Seeing” by Zorana Lorden

“Ice is Cold (But so is My Heart)” by P. G.

“Bonds” by Julie Grassley

“Never Ending White” by John Cusumano

“ON THE WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW” by Mara Masolini

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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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