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

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“White Cabin” by Levke Schaarschmidt

Submitted to Contest #23

Richard Johnson was a man who always loved to go up to his cabin for a couple of days. Weeks before his trip he would imagine how wonderful it will be to drive through the dark forest with his car filled with all sorts of expensive food and wine.With joy he would write his grocery list beforehand and visit his favorite store selling fine Italian delicacies. Also he mustn't forget his woolen blanket. The one his mother made for him. He had always invited his dear mother to come with him to visit his cabin but as far as he remembers she'd neve...

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“Cabin ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

Submitted to Contest #23

Cabin There is a cabin on the north side of Tanana Valley State Forest a few hundred klicks past Tok on the Parks Highway. There is only way to get to one of the most secluded places on the face of the earth and that is by snowmobile and only if there is at least a foot of snow on the ground. It is nearly February, so you don’t have to worry about that, but the rest of the deal, you’d better be paying attention, because this terrain can be lethal to amatuers. You have to know what you’re doing out here, because Nature is c...

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“Blooming Hydrangeas” by Adriana Ricciardi

Submitted to Contest #23

"Tell me," she asked one warm night by the fire, "how do you humans express this 'love?'"Nearly asleep, the quirks in her speech pattern brought me to life, and I looked over at her with a resound curiosity."What makes you so curious?" I replied back. The unfamiliar topic of human emotion never interested her before, perhaps because the thought of something she couldn't understand intimidated her.The blanket draped over her shoulders was beginning to fall loose around the corners. Instinctively, I leaned over and wrapped it tighter around he...

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“The Cabin” by Charlotte Geddes

Submitted to Contest #23

The thermostat by the bedroom door reads 71°F but the bitter winter weather still permeates the thin windowpane as you stand by the heater, stuffing plaid shirts into a worn-out hold-all for the trip ahead to the log cabin in Wisconsin. In a short let-up from the sharp rattle of hailstones upon the roof in dire need of repairs, you can hear squealing tyres and a wheezing car engine struggling up the snow-ridden driveway of your ailing father’s dairy farm.You drop the sweater in your hands, nudge your boots out of the way, and venture to the ...

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“The Love of a Stranger” by Tiaja Gundy

Submitted to Contest #23

The day was December 23, 1986. Young Jennifer had just finished shopping for her nieces and nephews for Christmas and was trying to get to Ohio before the roads had gotten bad. Little did she know, she was in the middle of it. The snow was coming down hard and there was no way she was making it to her destination before midnight. Radio officials had encouraged drivers to find the nearest motel for the night until the roads cleared in the morning. Jenny still had two hours to go before making it to Ohio, she took the first exit she could find...

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“Different (A Post-Aesop Fable)” by Samantha Hartford

Submitted to Contest #23

Deep in the woods, among standing pine and cedar, a squat cabin lay. Its chimney slouched, its once-snug windows now let the wind sigh through; in its heyday this cabin had been the sort of place where people came together and learned and loved, but now no voices disturbed its slumber. Such was the case until a deep new blanket of snow gave the bristling forest a chance to reawaken.In their nests on the empty sills, the dark-hooded juncos watched the flakes continue to fall. From time to time, a voice from the southeast sill, or the wes...

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“Cold Respite” by Scott Clarke

Submitted to Contest #23

My time in Kirketsville is, and was, something of a romantic getaway. That is, however romantic such an excursion can be when it is taken in isolation. The destination of my winter getaway was often the subject of scrutiny among the others in my profession. While taking time to “get away from it all” was hardly unheard of, if not downright common, the customary locations for these retreats were more often to warmer climates. In this way, writers can be compared to birds -- warming up their feathers and finding their way south for the winter....

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“Bobo's Cabin” by Rudy Uribe

Submitted to Contest #23

My neck and shoulders tensed as I navigated the icy road. The snow pelted my windshield. The wipers were ineffective, and my view was limited to the twenty feet illuminated by my headlights. “Slow down,” my wife urged, “If the car skids, we could go over the cliff.”“That’s just what I need,” I said, “more pressure. I’m going fifteen miles an hour. Any slower and we could walk there.”“I’d rather walk than die.”I sped up to thirty-five to show her who was in control. The car fishtailed, and my wife screamed. I applied the brakes, which made it...

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“Driving in Reverse” by Edith Boyd

Submitted to Contest #23

Driving in Reverse At least I was safe and warm, I thought as the smelly heat began to pump through the rooms. As I threw a few logs in the fireplace, I felt as if Drew or one of the kids had been here recently and silently thanked them for letting me light a fire. It was so like my firstborn Andy to chose February for his wedding, although my daughter Zoe hinted there was more to the the story than I knew. That maybe the bride and groom were expecting a little visitor. Andy’s love for Jen lit him up like a Christmas tree and, as a moth...

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“Alone” by Jacob Morrison

Submitted to Contest #23

He'd been alone a long time now. What was it now? Ten years since she had passed? He'd stopped counting the days a long time ago. Now he spent most of his time in the woods, alone. He sipped his coffee, eyeing the winter chill that had just made its way onto the window panes during the night. "I don't feel lonely," he thought as he watched the snow fall silently to the ground outside.But he was lonely. He knew that much at least. he wasn't sad, not really. He was sad of course, just not a moaning, wailing kind of sadness like he us...

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“Protecting Callista” by Teresa Reitnauer

Submitted to Contest #23

Callista woke up groggy, taking a moment to assess where she was. The last thing she remembered was walking to the restaurant to meet her boyfriend, William. She parked in the rear parking lot and traversed around to the side. As she rounded the corner, someone grabbed her from behind, and she felt a tiny prick on her next. Now, she was waking up in a strange cabin. Her hands and feet tied to a chair. Nobody appeared to be with her. A fire in the wood stove radiated heat, keeping the cabin warm.She tugged on the ropes around her hands. The r...

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“Two-Thirds Darkness” by Walter Treat

Submitted to Contest #23

In the summertime, I always clung to the precious few hours of nighttime with selfish devotion. For two-thirds of each day, the sun hung overhead, and its unstoppable warmth and light sapped the energy of everything in the forest. I would at times retreat to the shade of my porch and wait there until the sun went down, so I could go breathe cool air and stare up at the stars in peace. As the months went on and summer crumpled up into the past, sunlight grew rarer, and I realized that winter would bring the opposite problem. By late December,...

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“The Cabin” by Keeley Wamback

Submitted to Contest #23

Through the night the snow had risen to be level with the windows of the cabin. The blizzard started yesterday at dusk and showed no signs of slowing. Mark grasped his mug of coffee and looked through the window. The wind made the trees tremble, threatening to rip the trunks from the roots. “Merry Christmas to me alright”, Mark told the window, taking a long drink of the cold beverage. Mark placed his mug back onto their small kitchen table covered with a cheap, plastic tablecloth. Not a lot to do on a storm day, he thought to himself. Why d...

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“The Cabin” by Annaleigh Taylor

Submitted to Contest #23

I wake up in the cabin. I see the ice has started to fall, I see the windows frosted, and as I watch the evergreens through the window I see a blue eyed figure in the edge. I always used to see him, when I came here with my father to fish, he always spoke to me, trying to convince me he was human. I always knew deep down he was one of them, one of the ones whom nested under the ice, but I always smiled and would say, "Yes, what else would you be?" He would smile back and kind of chuckle saying, "I don't know, but you look at me as if I am ...

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“The Sixteens” by Carmen Olekas

Submitted to Contest #23

A forest in the winter is among the most beautiful picture the world has to offer. Tall trees with their majestic branches draped in blankets of thick, powdery snow reached towards the soft grey sky, and the almost unearthly quiet that wrapped the forest and everything in it in a peaceful embrace. Then the silence shattered like glass as a shower of bullets passed over our heads as we ran out from under the cover of the trees, towards a tiny fishing cabin sitting in the center of a small clearing. The tallest of my companions, a tall figure ...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 76 stories

“White Cabin” by Levke Schaarschmidt

“Cabin ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“Blooming Hydrangeas” by Adriana Ricciardi

“The Cabin” by Charlotte Geddes

“The Love of a Stranger” by Tiaja Gundy

“Different (A Post-Aesop Fable)” by Samantha Hartford

“Cold Respite” by Scott Clarke

“Bobo's Cabin” by Rudy Uribe

“Driving in Reverse” by Edith Boyd

“Alone” by Jacob Morrison

“Protecting Callista” by Teresa Reitnauer

“Two-Thirds Darkness” by Walter Treat

“The Cabin” by Keeley Wamback

“The Cabin” by Annaleigh Taylor

“The Sixteens” by Carmen Olekas

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