Write a short story that takes place in a winter cabin.

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“Cabin of Healing” by Corey Melin

Submitted to Contest #23

James neared the cabin, relieved that it was still intact after being absent for seven months. The last time he was there, it was the middle of Summer. Everything was green, but now white. Last time he drove to the cabin, but this time he had to park a ways away, put on snowshoes, and make the journey. Last time he made repairs to the place and prepared the place for a winter visit. “I hope I stocked it well,” he thought as he trekked to the cabin. His first visit to the cabin since he purchased it in the Spring last year.&nbsp...

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“Pine Trees and Other Drugs” by Najwa Zandlo

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #23

Trigger warning: this story depicts suicide, depression, and miscarriage. I was eleven years old when I thought about suicide for the first time. I was sitting in the backseat after leaving a birthday party, and my mom was droning on and on in the front seat about our plans for the week and the scheduled time I had with my dad that weekend, and I imagined her life without me in it – I took myself out of the picture. In my vision, her worry lines faded away. Her speckled gray hair went dark again. I imagined she and my dad would still be toge...

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“Father's Cabin ” by Brigid Mayer

Submitted to Contest #23

I used to come to this cabin with my Father and Sister when we were young. Father would teach us how to cut a hole in the ice that was just outside of the cabin. I could see the frozen lake from my bedroom window. Sister and I used to share the room and Father always took the couch. The cabin never had heating, but Father used to bring space heaters. Father would make us hot chocolate (he would have a coffee, always black) and then he would make sure we were in the window so when he would go back out to fish he could keep an eye on us. Siste...

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“story that takes place in a winter cabin” by Sadia Imtiaz

Submitted to Contest #23

The greyed eyes wide opened like a fish jaw when it is without water. I hands up to him Under my gun. he looked up. He was sweating badly.‘’What do you want’’ I asked him setting gun in my hand. He shook his head. ‘’Nothing… just-food’’ he blurted.I frowned. I could not believe what he just said. He dangered his life just the seek of food in this snowstorm in a winter cabin.I removed my gun. And leaned toward an American style kitchen. Which was entirely made of wood. and came with some sausages and mushrooms curry with bread. He hurriedly s...

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“A Very Merry Cretaceous Christmas” by Charlie Murphy

Submitted to Contest #23

I walked across the snow as I dragged the pine tree behind. The freezing wind blew my green scarf over my face. Thick snowflakes fell from the gray sky as I made my way to the cabin. Freezing wind blew on my face, making the tip of my nose numb. Almost there! Then I can have a nice warm cup of cocoa. I looked behind at the tree. Yep, you’ve outdone yourself this time! As I stepped up to the porch, I heard barking coming from within the cabin. I opened the door, and Spock jumped on me. “Well, hi, boy,” I said. My Scottish terrier wagge...

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“The Winter King” by Bruno Lowagie

Submitted to Contest #23

Ice flowers were growing on the window of the attic bedroom.“We can’t pick those flowers,” Helena explained to Mister Rabbit, “And even if we could, we’re not allowed to do so. The Winter King would come and catch us. He’d lock us up in his cold palace.”Mister Rabbit only listened with half an ear. He was hungry. He wanted breakfast.“Do we really have to get out of bed already?” Helena moaned in reply, “It’s so nice and warm under our blanket.”But Mister Rabbit insisted, and Helena felt an urge to pee coming up.The splatter of her water was ...

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“The Rabbit” by Caroline Ryder

Submitted to Contest #23

As a blizzard roared and tormented the people in Beaver Creek Colorado, a cabin stood tall against the groaning wind and glassy snow and ice. Little did anyone know that the scariest storm was not the blizzard, but the one taking place behind the pine of the cabin walls. A family resided in that cabin for the week. They thought a week away in the Colorado woods would be a good way “to get away from it all”. Mistakes and harsh words were said that contributed to this voluntary mess of a vacation. With the bitter cold lurking into the cabin, t...

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“Hearthstone” by Laurentz Baker

Submitted to Contest #23

We weren’t expecting the blizzard. “If we don’t leave before 4 a.m. Blake, there’s no point in us going,” Charnika said to me. We had not left for the cabin so at that moment we were more concerned about traffic. A few snowflakes to close out the winter, we expected. Thanksgiving, Christmas, the new year had long passed months ago. We were embarking on the Spring. Embarking. Some trees had started to bloom. As usual, the coyotes were on the prowl. We saw bear cubs in the distance. And the rare black fox. Or maybe just rare to me. And de...

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“Wood Smoke” by Tori Caskey

Submitted to Contest #23

Jagged white flakes tumble to the earth, collect on the wood piled beneath the cabin’s frosted window. Fuel for the only remaining source of heat since the power went out. Carmen extricates her grip from the back of the puke green couch and faces the spacious living room. A circular rug spans between her, a matching recliner, a stone hearth, and oak shelves displaying antique cookbooks and a tiny wooden train. Viola returns from one of two other rooms, a sweet fragrance mingling with that of charred timber. Her arms are loaded with two mugs,...

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“Magical Trees” by Cassidy Caldwell

Submitted to Contest #23

The cup of hot chocolate balanced on my knee had exactly four and a half marshmallows in it, just the way it should be. They were the giant kind – the kind that made absolutely no sense to put in hot chocolate because they were just too dang big for the cup. But that’s the way he was.The half-marshmallow was from a bite taken out. I could hear his words in my ear, Because why wait to enjoy them? as he would stuff one of the marshmallows in his mouth, eat half of it, and then plop the other half into his cup. It made no sense to me. It didn’t...

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“the gleam of light” by Amelia F

Submitted to Contest #23

In the depth of night, we wonder waiting to get where we are going. The snow is about as white as paper and as soft as a winter blanket. In the crisp cold winter, air stands a wooden house. It is cold and we are growing heavy from our wet clothes covered in winters ice that has frozen on to our heavy jackets. We walk closer to the mysterious wooden house. There is a raised stone walkway with a thin layer of winters blanket. A small gleaming glare catches my eye. A small key that reads” Where wonders rome they shall use the key.” I take my c...

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“Snow in the Morning, and then in the Afternoon, Evening and Night, and then All Week Long” by Nathaniel Schwartz

Submitted to Contest #23

Snow in the morning is a most curious affair. One sleeps well and wakes the next day just as they did the day before, but after yawning, rising, stretching, and drawing the curtains, one finds a world drastically different than the one in which they slept so peacefully the night before. This experience is much the same in the country and the city, as trees and barns tend to blanket themselves in the pure stuff just as easily as skyscrapers do, and the steady sound of flakes upon the roof is just as soft in the cottage as in the townhous...

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“Coming Home” by Barbara Eustace

Submitted to Contest #23

It was November when you reached your childhood home after a night and a day driving from the shame, through the tears, into the past. You had no career, no friends, no man, no home. You had nowhere else to go, so you decided to go back to your parents’ house, a small cabin, miles from the nearest town. But when you got there, it was to find that your parents were gone. A man, thirties, forties, was there. Caretaker, he said. They’d gone on a cruise, he said. An extended cruise of a few months to get the wa...

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“As Fate Has It” by Cory Pines

Submitted to Contest #23

Shaun started out the window of his small log cabin. It was the middle of winter, and there was still no show on the ground. He couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed at the lack of cold weather. He wondered if this was global warming's fault. Usually, he didn't mind the fact that it didn't show. Shaun wasn't the biggest fan of cold weather, especially since he moved out of his parent's house, but something had changed. About six months ago, Shaun went to see a fortune-teller. He didn't believe in such things, but his sister did and s...

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“Not So Cozy Cabin” by Aha Blume

Submitted to Contest #23

Winter had come in with a vengeance. Somehow, I made it up the road. Visibility was bad, but I could see the cabin in front of me. I hoped that there would be roaring fire, and I could settle in for the night. Finally, I made it to the door. I knocked. “Hello?” I called. She had said that the door would be open. She was supposed to be here. I reached for the doorknob, and thankfully the door opened. But there was no roaring fire waiting for me. And she was not waiting. I stepp...

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Write a short story that takes place in a winter cabin.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 76 stories

“Cabin of Healing” by Corey Melin

“Pine Trees and Other Drugs” by Najwa Zandlo

“Father's Cabin ” by Brigid Mayer

“story that takes place in a winter cabin” by Sadia Imtiaz

“A Very Merry Cretaceous Christmas” by Charlie Murphy

“The Winter King” by Bruno Lowagie

“The Rabbit” by Caroline Ryder

“Hearthstone” by Laurentz Baker

“Wood Smoke” by Tori Caskey

“Magical Trees” by Cassidy Caldwell

“the gleam of light” by Amelia F

“Snow in the Morning, and then in the Afternoon, Evening and Night, and then All Week Long” by Nathaniel Schwartz

“Coming Home” by Barbara Eustace

“As Fate Has It” by Cory Pines

“Not So Cozy Cabin” by Aha Blume

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