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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“For Cheap Mini Donuts” by Emilia Stokes

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Grey eyes assess the bag clenched delicately. The silver orbs rake through the nutrition information and lips purse in thought. A frustrated sigh escapes from once tensed lips before the woman flippantly lets the bag of donuts fall into her handbasket. Those tired grey eyes sweep around the aisle, trying to decide if she needed anything else. The buzz of fluorescent lights clogged her already aching head...

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“Wonders of life. ” by Laura Mowforth

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She wiped the tears, from her eyes, got out of the car and to her relief noone noticed she had been crying, it had started to snow in the Cumbrian lake district, she ran into the supermarket which was about close shoppers running to their cars, "oh dear am I too late?" she called as she rushed through the, automatic doors grabbing a basket. "No love" yelled the young cashier kindly, scratching her nose ring...

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“Eleanor” by Psuedonymous H

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Upon craving a chocolate bar, I came to the presence of the nearby supermarket : "Grocer’s". With it’s inviting neon headlights, and massive glass doors opening to an array of assorted items,one couldn’t resist. That usually explained the amount of people in there at any given hour. The shop was busy 24/7. As I felt my hair getting damper and damper, I went inside, murky water dripping from my coat.“Where’s the bathroom?”The workers stared at me in disgust for ruining their freshly sanitized floors.“Go straight ...

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“Baby Blue” by Michele Duess

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Get out of Florida, they said. You have to worry about hurricanes, the heat and it’s only a matter of time before the rising tides send it back to the sea from whence it came, they said. Besides, why would you want to stay in Port Saint Lucie, Florida? Too many old people here. Right. At least old people don’t leave babies in stores. I should tell this story properly. But stories were my mother’s forte, not mine. I’m a statistician. I do the math that, I’m told, makes most people shudder and run away. And tha...

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“Merchandise” by Jamesa Brown

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Clara didn’t really need the job. She was a substitute teacher in her off time, but becoming a retail merchandiser wasn’t a bad thing. Far from it, in fact, because it earned her a decent income for someone who has student loans to pay off. This supermarket was a recent addition to the Chicago area. Alongside a chain barbershop and a gas station, it made a name for itself in only the first six months of 2010 for d...

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“The Quest for Ibuprofen” by Tori Routsong

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The snow sticks to my pyjama pants—I knew I should’ve put on jeans, but my bones just ache so much. I fumble with the car keys, which feel unduly clumsy between my fingers. I should’ve just stuck out the fever at home. The parking lot is bare, with only my car and a small pickup truck, but there are lights on in the grocery store so I suppose they’re still open. The employees must park in the back, I g...

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“A Loving Abduction.” by Len Mooring

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I was only ten years old when I found Rachel. I’ve always liked the name of Rachel, I guess because it’s old. I found her on the floor in a Supermarket just sitting there quite happily without anyone around to wipe up the drool that was running down her chin. I was a boy, I didn’t carry sophisticated things like a handkerchief around with me, so I grabbed some tiss...

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“Chosen” by Hope Li

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All Alice wanted was some hot cocoa. And maybe it didn’t justify a trip to a supermarket in a full-blown blizzard, but far worse things had tried to kill her before and she was still alive, wasn’t she?The bell jangled behind her as she bustled into the store. The scrawny teen behind the cashier did not even bother to look up from his phone. That was one good thing about taking the form of a friendly-looking middle-aged lady. No matter where she went, people looked right through her. That had saved her life more times than she could...

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“Midnight ” by Hope Reynolds

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As I walked along the rough, cement sidewalk, the snow took on an almost translucent look, reflecting the clear, blue-grey sky above and crunching underneath my boots. I looked up briefly, glancing up at the glass store displays and back down at my burnt orange scarf, timidly making way for fellow passer-by's. Once they were past, I ventured to look up again. Just in time, I thought.

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“Tomatoes and limes” by Connor H

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There is whiskey, vodka, rum but nothing beats a strong bottle of brandy. Nothing beats the dark amber liquid running through my veins warming every part of my body. And today of all days I need a drink more than ever. I guess everyone would have a wet dream being trapped in a supermarket, drugs alcohol I could overdose here, and my body would fester and decay for days before someone can get to it. The smell and body of ...

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“Baby Rose” by Dorothy Claybourn

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Why oh why did I get out in this weather? Why was the store unlocked? I just wanted a Dr. Pepper and some Butterlicous popcorn. The weather report said the" Blizzard to end all Blizzards" was a few hours away. It had been lightly snowing when I put on my snow boots and threw my coat and scarf on, Being late I figured I would just run to the little general store and grab a few things. The parking lot was empty and the lig...

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“Supermarket Surprise” by Ken Coomes

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I was almost used to the empty stores. When I took my chances and went grocery shopping, that is. I used to go shopping every day almost, or at least it seemed that way. The supermarket was only a couple of blocks from home. Going often meant fresher vegetables, no frozen food, no worries about not getting enough of something to last. Since the COVID-19 pandemic, I was only going every other week. The sup...

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“Second time this week” by Lauren Reed

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Here I am again. Turning down the canned good isle of my local grocery. The light gives a little flicker above me and my shoes make a little squeak against the yellowish shine of the plastic like, supermarket flooring. The shelves are sparse. Not many cans left, and those that are probably aren't any good. I sigh, "great". I slowing examine the cans to the left and right. There in front of me is the "caution: wet floor" s...

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“Mother” by Katrina Lee

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>>> “she’s losing consciousness…”>>> The magenta-grey sky terrified her. She didn’t get scared easily; a rock, her unassailable ally lodged inside, the worst of weathers and the greatest of impacts were but a finger’s flick to her. If her skin got scraped, scrubb...

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“Gone with the Blizzard” by Zahra Daya

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Coco Pops or Rice Krispies? My eyes dart between them, realizing this was simply a subconscious microcosm of my larger issue. Home is a twenty-minute walk from here. The hurricane of snow outside threatens to leave me trapped, alone, inside this Super-mart. All of a sudden, it clicks in my mind that I’m the only one in this shop. A neurotic mist clouds my mind as a tremor slides down my spine. The blizza...

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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.

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✍️ 198 stories

“For Cheap Mini Donuts” by Emilia Stokes

“Wonders of life. ” by Laura Mowforth

“Eleanor” by Psuedonymous H

“Baby Blue” by Michele Duess

“Merchandise” by Jamesa Brown

“The Quest for Ibuprofen” by Tori Routsong

“A Loving Abduction.” by Len Mooring

“Chosen” by Hope Li

“Midnight ” by Hope Reynolds

“Tomatoes and limes” by Connor H

“Baby Rose” by Dorothy Claybourn

“Supermarket Surprise” by Ken Coomes

“Second time this week” by Lauren Reed

“Mother” by Katrina Lee

“Gone with the Blizzard” by Zahra Daya

🌟 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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