Start your story with someone looking out the window and seeing the first snowfall of the season.

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“Ash Fall” by Aurelia K

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Ash was falling from the sky. No...was it ash? It looked like ash. It was too familiar to not be, but the dissonance resonated too hard in Ella's head. She watched as the white, fuzzy flakes wafted down from the sky and carpeted the street. The whole world was disappearing from view. The perfectly manicured lawn, still iridescently green in mid-winter. The black asphalt road, smooth and unmarred by cracks and potholes. The orange Subaru Outback with tiny white stick figures representing a family, faceless and timeless.Ella pressed her face u...

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“The First Snow” by Anna Frederiksen-Washington

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November is a very dark month in Stockholm. This year it had seemed longer and more depressing than in previous times. Peter would drag himself out of bed in the mornings and found it hard to get motivated to start a new day. It was dark when he went to work, and it was dark when he finished at the end of the day. It was not welcoming to come home to an empty, dark cold house and he found himself longing for the change of season. This Sunday morning was different. The first snow had fallen during the night and now as he stood in the verandah...

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“Frozen but Thawing Nicely” by Harriett Ford

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Frozen but Thawing Nicely “Honey, look out your window. It’s a blizzard out there. The news says traffic is not moving. Three lanes of cars are already stalled and it could be hours before they get moving again. You said you’re almost out of gas. You’ve got to share a car with another driver, or you’ll freeze.” I groaned, “Okay, Mom.” Through wind-whipped gusts of white, I saw nothing but yellow headlights and red taillights blinking ahead, stretched out like a necklace strung on black velvet. I clicked off the cell, and opened ...

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“The Cold Warmth of a First Snow” by Andrea Jeter

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The beautiful, white, soft rain floats all around my eyes. I can’t help but stare out my bedroom window as I watch its captivating dance. Wrapped up in warmth, I lean my head against the window, feeling the cold glass against my skin, and watching as my breath softly fogs up the glass. Today is the first time it’s snowed this year. Oh, how I love this feeling. And, oh, how I hate it. Memories flood into my mind. Memories of when I was a kid—carefree and full of so much joy. I remember the first snow of when I was eight years old; It w...

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“Kiss My Grits Country” by Katharine Folkes

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Melly opened one eye, and looked out the window. Snow.“I HATE SNOW! I HATE COLD! I hate my (sniff) nose running twenty-four hours a day. Why couldn’t I have been born in the South?”“Because our parents happen to live in Michigan,” said her younger sister, Nan. You wanta fuss, go fuss at them. I’m going back to sleep. You should, too.”“No. I’m going to figure out a way to leave. Move somewhere little kids don’t even know what snow is.””“What about all those new clothes you just bought? The sweaters, that jacket that I’m about to steal, a...

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“Snowfall and Memory” by Joseph Gordon

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I could feel the chill in the air without even needing to look out the window. The heat was off to save money; god knows I needed to squeeze every last drop out of my energy bills. With my trusty red and black plaid pajama bottoms and thrash metal t-shirt I was ready to spend the entire morning doing absolutely nothing. I paused in the kitchen to look out at the yard. Snow was falling rapidly, the sky overcast and already a blanket of white covering nearly every surface. It reminded me of my school days from insignificant 4th grade to the de...

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“Red” by Caroline H

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Bits of white danced with the windshield wipers. The red car sped through the dreary landscape like a bloody bullet shot through a body in a movie. The blacktop cut through dead leaves, dead grass, balding trees, and birds who hadn’t thought about flying south for the winter. Flurries flew from a vertical to a diagonal as a strong wind bent the birches double like crippled old men. Hunchbacked in a storm, their arms accepted the gift of snow. It was something to fill their hands, their branches in a time of emptiness. Harry watched the dead ...

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“Goodbye Sunshine” by Mike Chiodo

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I pull my chair up to the window and stare at the last snowfall planet Earth would ever see. How ironic it was that the first snowfall in decades here in the southernmost continent on Earth would also be the last snowfall. Ever. Even now, other than this small area of land at the bottom of the world, the rest of the planet is a scorched wasteland. In a strange way, this snowfall is both beautiful and horribly ugly at the same time. For the last two hundred and twelve years, everyone knew what was going to happen. Ev...

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“A Roll in the Snow” by Karen Mobilia

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On Christmas Day in that uncomfortable time, I looked out my back window to see the first snow of the year. How fortunate that I would be enjoying a white Christmas, albeit a solitary one. Some people are sad during the holidays and some people hate being alone no matter what time of year. In my case, I am never sad during the holidays, and I personally enjoy my own company. I was told once by a fortune teller that most people would be driven mad by spending as much time alone as I do, but that I could go for months without seeing a soul and...

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“Another Look” by Paul La Bella

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The snow started to fall as Mike stared out the window. His mind was far from the work clustered on the monitors in front of him. Across the crumbling road the turbid sky loomed above dead branches and solemn faces. Mike sighed.His mind was on his father, and the first snow fall since his death. He loved this time of year, he thought and sighed again. The computer dinged and Mike turned his attention away from the gray but beautiful landscape.He used to work in a much larger office with more people, but his work and subsequent promotion just...

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“Frozen Memories” by Madeline Honig

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Warning: Sensitive content regarding gruesome death “Maya, wake up,” Maya’s Sarah, Sarah, stood over her bed. A cup of coffee in her hands but still dressed in her red plaid sleepwear set with slippers on her feet. “I’m still sleeping,” Maya said, yawning and tossing over. “I know, but I want to show you something.” Maya forced her eyes open, wiping at them with the back of both hands. “What do you want to show me?” “Look,” Sarah said, pointing out the window. She climbed out ...

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Start your story with someone looking out the window and seeing the first snowfall of the season.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 86 stories

“Ash Fall” by Aurelia K

“The First Snow” by Anna Frederiksen-Washington

“Frozen but Thawing Nicely” by Harriett Ford

“The Cold Warmth of a First Snow” by Andrea Jeter

“Kiss My Grits Country” by Katharine Folkes

“Snowfall and Memory” by Joseph Gordon

“Red” by Caroline H

“Goodbye Sunshine” by Mike Chiodo

“A Roll in the Snow” by Karen Mobilia

“Another Look” by Paul La Bella

“Frozen Memories” by Madeline Honig

🌟 Similar prompts

Start your story with a description of the cold, using lots of sensory detail.

Write a story where someone shares a cup of hot chocolate with a friend.

Your character hates the holidays, and jets out of town every year — but a historic snow storm means that this time, they can’t make their escape.

Write about a character emerging from hibernation, whether literally or metaphorically.

Contest #227

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