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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“Snow Balls” by Ann Metlay

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Snow Balls I heard it was gonna snow today. Last night’s evening news said so. They pulled out all these maps and I cheered! I checked my weather app. It confirmed this. I put on my pj’s backwards, did my part. Set my radio up so I could hear as soon as school was called. This morning, when the weather forecast confirmed nothing, I called my best friend Allen. Maybe he heard something. “Naw. No snow. Better get dressed. See you first period,” I whimpered. “Darn!” replied Allen. “I didn’t do my math homework. I knew t...

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“Climatic climax” by Philip Ebuluofor

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I stood mopping at what was dropping on our cell window. Everywhere were white, it was like it started while we were asleep. It was our third night in the new environ of North china hebei province. We the fresh arrivals from South had never as African inmates seen live snows, only in television. The structure of the temporary foreign district, for we were housed in district 2 instead of 4 that were for foriegners, were very nice for first encounter and inevitable experience we had. The rooms were built in ‘you face me and I face you' styl...

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“The Melt At The End” by Iona Cottle

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The snow had fallen all night, and now the light from the early morning sun glistened off the vast white panorama that had been the back garden. As she waited for the kettle to boil Hannah stood at the back door and stared in wonder. The lawn had never been so flat or perfect, and it looked as though it were made from a single sheet of pure white felt. The path wound down the middle, visible only as a slightly sunken trail of perfection. Great clumps of snow clung to the branches of the tree and the bushes, weighing them down, smothering t...

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“A lettter to no one” by Sofie Barnet E.K

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Stepping inside my room I pull up shutters hastily. I slump on the desk and retrieve the letter writing supplies my ant gifted me last Christmas. Looking at the snow only reminds me of one thing, even though the ideas have no particular relation to each other. As I muse over the memory I stare out the window, ensuring I would be able to ‘post’ this today and only today. I gaze down at the now-blank paper and heave a long sigh as I start writing the letter. Dear stranger, Lately I have discovered this incongruity in myself. Evidently, I h...

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“Snow Angels” by Belle Valencia

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It doesn’t snow back home. Looking out at the window from my small apartment, with nothing but thick clothes and a choice to make, I see that it snows. I’ve been in the city long enough to know the odds living in the outskirts, but apparently not long enough to get used to the sadness when you’re alone. The chill in the apartment is a lot crisper than it’s supposed to be, and I reckon it’s the broken heater that my landlord doesn’t seem to consider a problem, no matter how many times I’ve asked. It’s partly why I drown myself with coffee. ...

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“Walking to Live” by CA_pup Gamer

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Karana and I were walking along the snow and ice searching for home. We had gone out looking for food but a huge snow storm happened and we could see nothing. We are wearing heavy coats but my face is not protected and numb. Karana has started building us a house to hide and stay warm in. I don't understand how he can see in this blazing snow but I try to help. We make our house in the ground with a 3foot deep hole and an igloo for the top. We share our rations and melt snow for water to drink. It is night now, the only thing I am scared of ...

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“I Hate The Snow” by Olivia Hollett

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In the back of the closet is my thick winter coat, suitable for this exact situation. But I’m far too old for this, right? I don’t even like the snow. I do feel bad for the coat, though. It has been sitting there for years unused. It must be sad, but there are probably many sad unused things in that closet. My winter boots. My nice gloves. It does seem rather right to put them to use. But no, I really should do some work. Yeah, I really better read or something, put my brain to use and all. Twenty minutes into reading this incredibly ...

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“Burns and Bullies” by Elizabeth Kerr

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Burns and Bullies I squish my face to the car’s window, watching the white stuff fall from the sky. I've never seen this before, my sister says it’s snow. But she’s an annoying know-it-all and I don’t really care what she thinks. “Did you know snow is actually translucent, not white? And each winter in the U.S., at least 1 SEPTILLION ICE CRYSTALS FALL FROM THE SKY!” Kallie cries happily, proud to be smarter than me, “and THE MOST SNOW TO FALL IN A 24-HOUR PERIOD IN THE UNITED STATES IS 75.8 INC...

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“The Pond ” by Missy Talbot

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He had been gone for hours, but he would return. He always returned.The wind howled outside, an angry beast that would not be quelled. Snowflakes, usually the epitome of grace and beauty, flurried outside the frosted window angrily. The cement floor was a lonely ice rink devoid of skaters. A dim bulb glowed overhead, casting shadows into the corners. My fingers had started turning from blue to black. I had stopped feeling my toes days ago.I looked to the window again, straining my neck as far as I could to peer into the frost-bitten glass. T...

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“The unbearable winter calling” by Mickela Curotte

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January 15th, of 20221 Sitting here, in my wooden rocking chair, I can hear a calling, deep inside of this old soul. An unbearable calling, to be exact. One that you simply can’t resist to not ignore. Sitting alone by my cabin window, with a cup of hot tea, admiring the frost growing on my window, seeing the snow take wing with the wind, the trees dance with the breeze, it's almost like I am living in a child's dream. I can see the cardinals riding the winter gale, squirrels chomping on little pine cones; oh, what a beautiful sight....

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“Sierra Deep ” by Meredyth Lewis

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The overnight snowstorm had left as suddenly as it had come. Blowing in from the southwest the evening before like a wall of heavy grey, the storm laid its howling blanket down in swirls and sideways fits. The spring snowstorms in the Sierras have historically been known for their sudden and often deadly arrival, transferring their mountainous clouds into deep blankets of snow in a few hours. Charlie looked out from the warmth of the cabin, nose almost to the glass, leaving little clouds of warm ...

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“THE TUXEDO CAT” by Sophia Edna Taljaard

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THE TUXEDO CAT It was a dream come true, but ironically a dream encompassed within the greatest nightmare I had ever had. For a while all my woes were forgotten as I stood looking through the window in wonder. Yesterday’s abundant shades of green had magically turned into a white Christmas scene, a real one, for I had never seen snow before. As the snowflakes drifted down, faster and faster, I thought I heard the ringing of bells, and a hearty “Ho-ho!” But the “Ho-ho!” was a “Mew-mew!” It was that Tuxedo again. I opened the door to the co...

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“A winter's morning” by Niamh Kearns

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I awoke softly. No alarm, no glaring light, just naturally, peacefully roused from sleep. I sat up, stretched and placed my feet onto the cold laminate floor. I stood, and paced over to the window. Opening the curtain, i was greeted by a blanket of idyllic, white snow covering everything as far as the eye could see. I smiled, memories of snow-days during my childhood flooding my mind. A joyful robin hopped around my garden, an animal always warmed my soul, signifying the change of seasons. I meandered into the kitchen and poured myself a mug...

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“The Pond” by Kelly Alaniz

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Kelly Alaniz Contest 226 Snow Day 1/19/21 The Pond. The snow had finally let up after almost three solid days and it was deeper than usual. The windows were fogged up and I had to wipe a circle so that I could see outside. Ice sickles hung from the edge of the roof and the trees looked like someone had sprinkled their branches heavily with too much powdered sugar. Some of the branches were bent downward under the weight of the snow on them. Some looked as though they might snap off under their heavy load. I loved sitting in the window se...

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“Frozen Over” by Golem Bee

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December.What a wonderful time of the year.Winter is truly a beautiful season. Windows of cars and houses frosting over in a thin, translucent layer of ice that you can just about see through if you press your face hard enough against the glass. The cold blasts of air rushing over your face as you walk down the deserted street, a lone streetlamp standing tall, illuminating down onto your face in a light blue tint. Frozen icicles forming on the tips of trees as they stand paralysed, unable to dance in the breeze of spine chilling wind.Westley...

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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 Balls” by Ann Metlay

“Climatic climax” by Philip Ebuluofor

“The Melt At The End” by Iona Cottle

“A lettter to no one” by Sofie Barnet E.K

“Snow Angels” by Belle Valencia

“Walking to Live” by CA_pup Gamer

“I Hate The Snow” by Olivia Hollett

“Burns and Bullies” by Elizabeth Kerr

“The Pond ” by Missy Talbot

“The unbearable winter calling” by Mickela Curotte

“Sierra Deep ” by Meredyth Lewis

“THE TUXEDO CAT” by Sophia Edna Taljaard

“A winter's morning” by Niamh Kearns

“The Pond” by Kelly Alaniz

“Frozen Over” by Golem Bee

🌟 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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