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

Posted in Winter on Oct 26, 2022

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Too much of a coincidence

Shortlisted for Contest #23 ⭐️

They passed a smattering of barns and medieval-looking dwellings with thatched roofs, the buildings becoming increasingly few and far between, only snow-dusted fields and trees visible in the car’s headlights. Jack slowed and pulled over. ‘ You sure this is it? It’s a lot more remote than I was expecting.’‘I did warn you it’s in the middle of nowhere,’ Martha said, ‘although I only remember visiting the cabin in summer before, and the last time was almost thirty years ago.’ Checking the map on his phone, Jack heaved a huge sigh. ‘D...

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Snow

Shortlisted for Contest #23 ⭐️

I played it off as if it was Maddie’s begging that finally convinced me to go to the cabin. It’d been a year since I’d seen my best friend, and I just couldn’t say no. But Lou was going to be there, too. And that was the real deciding factor. We drove separately, because Maddie said it was about time I stayed the night with someone, and she didn’t want to impose by asking for a ride home. I snorted and responded with an inconspicuous thumbs down emoji, as I was too scared to tell her how I’d never felt sexual attraction, and how I’d never fe...

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The Difference between Daydreams and Day Dreams

Submitted to Contest #23

Perhaps I made too much of a point of endorsing the cliché that the weather forecasters always get it wrong because I had recently had a break-up (and not of the “but we’ll still be friends” variety) with a man who pedantically pointed out that in fact the opposite was true with great regularity. The trouble is, on this matter, if on few others, Bruce was right. And I, along with many others, was wrong.     Bruce’s daily paper of choice was one that went in for dramatic front covers about imminent weather e...

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Scenes in a cabin

Submitted to Contest #23

He’s going to make himself sick. “Alex, make sure you eat some fruit too. That is an awful lot of fondue you’re eating.” He doesn’t eat enough fruit and vegetables so adding cheese doesn’t always help his system. It was Christmas Eve and we were at a party. It was me, my two boys, my parents, my brother, his daughter and wife. That was our side. On her side were her parents, her niece and nephew, and her sister. My brother, Mike, had invited us to go up to his winter cabin in North Carolina. In these stories, cabins are always in the middle ...

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Fall Away

Shortlisted for Contest #23 ⭐️

When Issa arrives to the cabin, the only car there is her brother’s, and that’s enough to make her want to turn around and leave. It’s not that she wanted to be there at all, really, but when their parents had asked them to come it hadn’t really been a question. It’s just that Maximillian Lacey was a difficult person to be around in the best of environments, and this certainly wasn’t one of those.She turns her car off and sits there until the heat dissipates. Too soon, she’s shivering too hard to stay, and she’s forced out into the snow to g...

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Winter Wonder

Submitted to Contest #23

I closed my eyes and breathed in. The air snaked its way into my lungs and made my chest constrict a little.  Behind my eyelids, I saw the spruce trees heavily dusted in snow and watched as the snowflakes fell with a soft crackle onto the silent, white landscape surrounding me.  Ma coughed beside me, abruptly bringing me out of my reverie. I resisted the urge to snap at her. No, she couldn’t help it. I wiped a hand across my forehead, it was colder than before. Ma shifted, presumably to relieve the ache that had settled in all of ...

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A Knight in No Armor

Submitted to Contest #23

When I was a young girl, my dad bought a log cabin up on a mountain. It was nestled among the trees and near a small fishing lake. He spent almost every weekend for a year working on it before we, my brother and I, were allowed to go. I still remember that first trip as clear as crystal. We drove for several hours until the road shifted upward and twisted like a snake up the mountain between the trees. After a while, the road turned to dirt and we were followed by clouds of dust. Only a little further on, the road dead-ended in a small ...

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Wood never rusts

Submitted to Contest #23

Only two things ever happen in a winter cabin. People either hooked up, or they got killed. Sometimes, it’s both. Since this was not his first rodeo, Edward knew that firsthand.He met Becky, a green-eyed girl with chestnut hair, in the summer of 2008 when she was only 12. Her family bought a cabin not too far from where he lived after they saw a “For Sale” ad in a travel newsletter. They have been looking for a place closer to nature and farther away from all the hustle and bustle of a concrete jungle they called Salt Lake City for well over...

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The Happy-Go-Lucky Snow Bunny

Submitted to Contest #23

The Happy-Go-Lucky Snow BunnyBy Perry Terrell               Snow Haven got its name way back in the 1800s. At least, that is what Craig and Lacy were told when they were buying supplies for their winter vacation in the High Sierras.               They had seen pictures online of the cabins in that area, and they picked out the one they felt was most isolated. They wanted to be totally alone so ...

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CRUNCH!

Submitted to Contest #23

BANG! I awoke hastily as the door opened, jolting against the kitchen bar, followed by the stomping of feet as intruders entered my cabin. Without wasting a moment, I moved as quickly as I could and hid in the closet. Rarely used, bulky items filled the oversized, walk-in closet, which allowed for easy concealment in a dark corner. I positioned myself behind the vacuum cleaner and quilts. I didn’t think moving to another room was prudent nor was trying to escape. I didn’t like to leave my room much less consider squeezing out a wi...

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Yeah. Write.

Submitted to Contest #23

The smell of pinewood through the walls, the sound of the boiling kettle and the sight of fir trees for as far as she could see through the windows— what was this if not heaven? It had taken her a long time, a lot of wishful thinking, calculating, building resilience and finally, a stroke of luck to get to this spot. A cabin in the middle of the forest. Her writing cabin! The honking city life had given way to the sounds of nature from the moment she opened her eyes in the morning. She could go for a walk in the woods whenever she pleased. S...

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Cabin in the winter

Submitted to Contest #23

Wow! This is beautiful," I gushed, staring at the cabin as I got out of the car"Dustin, how much did this cost?" Adelina asked, going to the trunk"I really don't know. My parents brought this or they were given this," Dustin said, going to Adelina"Well, we should say thank you to your parents since they're letting four 20 year olds live in their cabin," Kyle announced, exiting the car, stretching "We can call them after we get situated. Now, lend us a hand and you too, Kimberly," I walked to the back and grabbed the luggage and placing ...

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Our Cabin

Submitted to Contest #23

This was her first Christmas without him. This used to be her favourite time of year and by now the cabin would have been covered in decorations - inside and out. Amanda and her husband had owned this cabin for 50 years, almost as many years as they’d been married.Every Christmas for 50 years they had come here. At first they were newly weds with a bright future. They would build snow forts and throw snowballs at each other. They would build snowmen and decorate them with carrot noses. Then, while they watched from inside, the deer would com...

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Are You With Me?

Submitted to Contest #23

The trip to the winter cabin was a long-standing tradition in her family, going back too many generations to keep count. She loved it all the same. Until now.What once was a trip full of laughter, warmth and love was now cold, bitter and lonely. She used to find joy in going there every winter with her husband of five years... but that joy was long gone now and she trudged up the weathered, creaky porch steps by herself and approached the door, unlocking it and giving a mighty shove to force the stiff wood open.She stepped inside slowly...

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Skipping Christmas

Submitted to Contest #23

“Nash? Nash, sweetheart, is that you?”“No, mom, I’m the utilities auditor. Have a second to talk about your energy efficiency?”My mom came into the hallway and came up to within two inches of me. She stopped and looked me up and down, a full scan from head to toe, and then she wiped her hands on the rag she held in her hands.“You’ve lost weight but your smart ass has gotten bigger. Put your bag down and take off your jacket and come into the kitchen. I’ve just put on some coffee.”I said thanks and set my bag down.&nb...

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