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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“Snowy Syndromes” by 𝔼𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖 ℤ𝕙𝕠𝕦

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Snow. It couldn't have been real, could it? No, it wasn't a figment of my imagination this time: bountiful, pure, white snow. My breath fogged up the window as I longed to go into the snow, my fingers itching to reach for the delicate flakes--to mold and sculpt them to whatever creation I desired. My wish was nearly fulfilled as my hands attempted to unlatch the window's lock. However, the chill emitting from the cool metal seized any other movement I could make. But that still didn't stop me from gingerly pressing my face agains...

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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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“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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“Bexley Feelings” by Mello Timothy

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Amkele stepped out of bed and opened the curtains of her large rooftop loft. It had beautiful view of Summerside City. It's snowing. She was never a fan of winter, it made her feel alone. But absolutely loved the snow, she thought it made things prettier. She sighed deeply. The winter of my 30th, she said quietly to herself. She always thought she'd be married with kids at that age, but she hadn't been that lucky. Orphaned at age 15, she grew up taking care of herself. After graduating high school early and getting into college at age 16, sh...

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“Lost and Found” by Heather W

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I stand on the shore, staring down at the thick shroud of snow smothering my feet. I can't spend another day alone. Though I know Gregory wouldn't want me to give up, I have no choice. I have spent two years, seven hundred and thirty interminable days, without the love of my life, and the thought of even one more moment is agonizing. They told me that he would have barely felt a thing once the river's brutally gray waters closed over his head and the fractured ice hid him from my view. I'll soon know if they were right. I take a slow deep br...

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“Rainbow Lake” by Matthew Doggett

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“What time did it stop snowing?” Rick asked his wife without turning around. She sniffled before she answered, and Rick wasn’t sure if it was because of the head cold or the crying. Maybe both. “I think around four in the morning,” Sheila said from the couch, her voice raspy and mousey all at once. Rick had only heard her speak like this twice before. And neither time had been good. He nodded once to acknowledge her answer. He stood at the large picture window in the living room, looking out at the backyard. He had his hands thrust dee...

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“The Worst.” by Jackie Fallis

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I ain’t afraid of snow. It ain’t done nothing to me, didn’t take my da or my ma, never trapped me nowhere. I just don’t like it, and don’t like how it’s coming down and covering my front yard. It’s cold, for one. A seeping cold, gets into you and goes deeper and deeper until you realize how far it’s already in, like sadness. Depression. Those sorta things. They’re wintery. Snowy. Bitey, I guess. Don’t like that neither. Chilly’s okay. That crisp air in the fall when the leaves ain’t quite sure if they’re meant to be falling yet or n...

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“The Frozen Lake” by Fay Winter

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The snowflakes outside my window twirled and danced in the breeze, trying to settle on the window sill, or float down to join the layer of snow covering the ground. I sigh. Cold weather for a cold day. Today, is my little brother's funeral. Because exactly 1 week ago, my little brother, Patrick, was shot in the heart by a cold-blooded killer. And my own fiance, my own beloved Liam, killed him. My sweet, funny, gentle Liam killed my little bro. My little bro who I would have given everything to protect. I shrug on my long black coat and check...

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“Stone Cold” by Jen S

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I hadn’t seen the snow in years. In fact, I hadn’t been anywhere this cold in a long time. Though, this year, I finally came back. Looking out the window, the snow was fluttering down, gracefully and delicately. Mesmerizing. Beautiful. I blinked a few times, almost forgetting why I was here. I slowly got up and glanced around again. I was in a small boring house that I still owned, though it didn’t feel like it was mine. The exterior was rarely seen, as there were no neighbors nearby. The inside though, the inside used to be warmth, ...

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“The Cry” by Cat Price

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The saying goes that the night is darkest before the dawn, but watching the sun break the darkness into the light, I would disagree. Especially with the snow reflecting the light as it drifts to cover everything it touches. Walking over I pour another cup of coffee. My sapphire blue eyes shoot back to the window when I hear the cry. Knowing that cry, it is one that I have heard often, so have the predators that keep to the forest. Walking back to the window my reflection stares right back at me. I look like the shell of what I once was. My e...

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“First Timer” by Monee Miller

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Little white angels fell from the sky. They had amounted to a big mass of what seemed to be a large cloud. I giggled softly as I noticed a few had landed on my windowsill. What was this glorious element that seemed to send shivers along my spine whenever one would land on my fingertips? They would only stay for about a second before melting away. I was awestruck. I had never seen such beauty in an eerie yet golden way. The sun had completely hidden itself as if afraid to face this newly found weather. A soft breeze ble...

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“Dangerous step” by Emma Harris

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It was late December when the first snowfall of the year happened. It was getting extremely dark outside. The lights started to flicker. It was pelting snow a couple of seconds later. It was coming down very heavy. Dinner was cooking away in the pot. It was bacon and Cabbage. About 20 minutes later the whole house was in darkness as the snowfall had triggered a power cut. The alarm was constantly buzzing because the battery was low and wouldn’t turn off until the code was put incorrectly. The code wasn’t been accepted...

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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

“Snowy Syndromes” by 𝔼𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖 ℤ𝕙𝕠𝕦

“THE TUXEDO CAT” by Sophia Edna Taljaard

“A winter's morning” by Niamh Kearns

“The Pond” by Kelly Alaniz

“Frozen Over” by Golem Bee

“The Pond ” by Missy Talbot

“Bexley Feelings” by Mello Timothy

“Lost and Found” by Heather W

“Rainbow Lake” by Matthew Doggett

“The Worst.” by Jackie Fallis

“The Frozen Lake” by Fay Winter

“Stone Cold” by Jen S

“The Cry” by Cat Price

“First Timer” by Monee Miller

“Dangerous step” by Emma Harris

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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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