You are the only one in the supermarket during a blizzard. Feeling creeped out, you decide to leave, when suddenly you find a baby abandoned on the floor.

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“Don't leave the house during a blizzard. ” by Duckie Carson

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Each snowflake pierces the tender skin along my cheeks with every slam of my heel on the frozen pavement. Tears that escaped due to frosty air, only minutes ago, turn to icicles mid drip beneath stinging eyes. No matter how much I dig my lips into my scarf they refuse to go back to the berry pink they once were. Instead, emanating fatigue within the violet blues. I head towards the nearest shop I can find in hopes of warmth as well as craving to feel my limbs again. I glance to my left, through a squint, attention aimed towards a bright blue...

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“Rushing” by D Litera

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Ugh, the only worse than this blizzard, is the fact that I've run out of food; I just hit more than 10 buyers on each of the three paintings I sold and no food. I wasn’t expecting one sale. And I know it’s kind of ridiculous, considering the blizzard later but I need to celebrate. The bricks on my accent wall are looking, less brown, and less red the more I look over. There should be gold streamers, and gold balloons, champagne, and the whole shebang. I promised myself. But, the third blizzard this month had to be, the, blizzard to cause a s...

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“Might, Power, Battle” by Karen Sapudar

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The storm had been violently hitting the coast for hours. The waves were hitting the shore with such passion that it just made Mandy see exactly the power of nature. She shouldn't even be out here right now, but she never heeded the warnings and now she found herself with empty cupboards, and on the verge of starvation. She worked so hard and was focused on the newest advertising campaign, she never expected to see this day turn out as angry as it did. Mandy wrapped herself up in her fur coat with a scarf and face mask. As she opened th...

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“For My Child” by James Shortridge

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He picked up the broadcast about five miles ago, as dark clouds overhead preceded the blustering winds and torrent of a gray and slushy mix of ash and snow. Even now, the man known as Eric Thames walked with every inch of his body covered by clothing. A pocket radio, battery close to dead, was clutched in his right hand. The crackling message continued on, loud and clear despite the gusts churning powder into the air.“-anyone receiving this,” the radio said with the voice of a woman. “Please help, my son is in danger and the storm has ...

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“Snowstorm” by Nat S

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Reena frowned as she looked out of the huge glass window of the supermarket. Her car had stalled in the middle of a huge snowstorm and refused to start back up. The closest building was this old Granny's Market. The neon sign out front had said open, but Reena could not find another soul in the building. She tore her eyes away from the snow and turned towards the aisles. Granny’s Market was just like every other supermarket Reena had seen in the city. The only difference was it was in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing for miles in eve...

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“Each of Us a Candle” by Nix ♞

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High winds run against the building, as if the sky were trying all it could to blow our lives off the earth, as if we were each of us a candle. It reminds me I can't linger. Linger. Linger. I need to make this quick. Before it gets too dark out. Blow on it and she'll stop crying, I said. I'll make another cool compress. Get me the talcum powder in the drawer, he said. No, no talcum powder. Do we have cornstarch? A bag of dried fruit, a can of tuna, and a can of soup. There isn't much ...

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“Caught in a nightmare” by Uta L.

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Oh no, oh no, oh no, this shouldn't be happening, why is this happening to me? Cursing loudly I hurry through the old supermarket. I always found it kinda creepy to be here, all those dark corners, the confusing hallways that make you lose your way, the cashier's far-too-knowing smile. Every time I go shopping here I just run through and hope no monster is gonna catch me. I just knew this place was bad. I knew something bad would happen to me some day while being here. Okay, admittedly this time it has nothing to do with the supermarket it...

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“Blizzard” by Claire Tellkamp

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Stephen shook with the biting cold as he stepped into the supermarket. He wasn’t far from home, but he could feel the bone-numbing cold eating away at him. He looked back out the door at the curtain of white and the howling wind. He was used to snow in early November, but never a blizzard. All he had on was a windbreaker. His blue jeans were soaked through, and his legs were still numbing even further, despite the heating of the supermarket’s HVAC. He looked around, rubbing the snow out of his thin beard, and rubbed at his ears to warm them...

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“The Story of Three” by Jenna Melancon

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In Brimfield Massachusetts, the February days were snowy, and it wasn’t yet warm enough for the spring ice to form. The antiquers and flea market enthusiasts would come in noisy throngs in the summer, but for now there was snow-dampened silence. The sky was rarely seen through the constant heavy cloud cover. No crocuses showed their bright heads through the powdery snow. The world slept in winter, but people did not.Just out of sight from Wales Road was a trim three-story colonial, and Marilyn McCoy was not asleep. She was preparing to brave...

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“The Guardian of the Truth” by Kimberly Ludwig

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The super market is empty. Not a single soul to hear her scream. Cold fingers clutch at her throat, squeezing the last of her breath from her cold body. She tries to fight back with all of her strength but she is already weak from lack of oxygen. She sobs as she feels the life drain from her. At least the baby is safe. That was all that mattered. And as darkness floods her vision, she could almost hear the pitiful crying of the child. She calmly succumbs to the numbness entering her body, for she knows that her murder will never get his han...

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“The Chosen Guardian ” by K. G.

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For as long as I could remember our people have been under the rule of those we call Harbingers of Darkness. They feed off the chaos and destruction they inflict on people. On our people. They are also great deceivers. Centuries ago, our ancestors, the first settlers, had graciously accepted in their mist a man, who at first glance had appeared to be an ally. Unfortunately, this man had been sent by the leader of the Harbingers of Darkness, as a means to give our elders a false sense of security. Under a false guise the Harbingers of Darknes...

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“baby proserpina” by Taylor Pastore

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"You're going to freeze in that dress, Andromeda," My godmother chastised and I rolled my eyes."I like this dress," I complained, "And it has sleeves!""Thin ones," My godmother shook her head in dismay, "And it cuts off above the knee. Do you take pleasure in looking like a harlot, Andromeda?"I groaned, letting my anger melt in the snow behind me. That old lady really got on my nerves sometimes. After my mother passed, I had to take over all of the responsibilities as head of the village, which was a lot to deal with as a blossoming you...

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“HEAD IN THE CLOUDS” by Elaine Casey

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HEAD IN THE CLOUDS:It was March 2003, and we’d just moved to Colorado from California, to be closer to my parents. My father had been unwell so we’d made the decision to move closer so that we could help support my mother. We’d only been there a week, so we’d had a busy time moving in and making our new home comfortable and livable.I remember the day clearly; it was a Monday morning. My plan was to drop the kids off to their new school and then call mom to tell her that I would be there for lunch and I would be surprising them with a treat, ...

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“Bread Loaves” by Hannah Trico

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The tile floor is wet, glistening from murky water of a dirty mop. Someone was cleaning, clearly, when the sirens rang out. I had hurried, pulling up my pants, but I couldn’t get out fast enough with the rest. Why is this day one of those, where I’m straining in the bathroom for an eternity? On top of it, only lukewarm water from the bathroom faucet to wash up. I probably had a hard time because of all the meat and cheese I ate yesterday. No fiber, now that I recall. The gourmet cheese case is...

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“Baby on the floor” by Heaven Jones

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The night was cold and grey , on this day April 3rd there was a blizzard and just my luck I was shopping in the supermarket for my monthly groceries when all of a sudden I heard a tense and loud cry almost like a cry for help . 2 nights ago I was in my Apartment in Manassas watching the Golden girls on a saturday night when she had received a phone call from her ex husband Jim , had left a voicemail replying “ Im dropping off Marley tonight “ Marley , was My 3 year old girl and I was a single mother with the hopes of conceiving another ch...

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You are the only one in the supermarket during a blizzard. Feeling creeped out, you decide to leave, when suddenly you find a baby abandoned on the floor.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 197 stories

“Don't leave the house during a blizzard. ” by Duckie Carson

“Rushing” by D Litera

“Might, Power, Battle” by Karen Sapudar

“For My Child” by James Shortridge

“Snowstorm” by Nat S

“Each of Us a Candle” by Nix ♞

“Caught in a nightmare” by Uta L.

“Blizzard” by Claire Tellkamp

“The Story of Three” by Jenna Melancon

“The Guardian of the Truth” by Kimberly Ludwig

“The Chosen Guardian ” by K. G.

“baby proserpina” by Taylor Pastore

“HEAD IN THE CLOUDS” by Elaine Casey

“Bread Loaves” by Hannah Trico

“Baby on the floor” by Heaven Jones

🌟 Similar prompts

Twenty minutes before you are about to get married, you find your mother and your fiancé kissing passionately.

Every year, one person is sent to the moon. This year, though you hid in terror, it is your turn to enter the rocket.

You thought he was dead, but there he is, right in front of you on the street, smiling at you.

"Come with us,” two burly men in gray suits say, grabbing you by the arm and handcuffing you. “You know what you did.” But you have no idea.

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