Submitted by Indigo
Write a scene that takes place in the snow.
The scene could be centered around the snow or just used as the setting.
The snow seeped through my thin white shirt. I could feel it creeping through my skin and settling in my veins. It was a horrible feeling really, but then I felt a sudden impact against my face, and my mouth broke into a wide grin.
I pulled my knees in towards my chest and lifted myself off of the white surface that was the sidewalk. I was greeted to another frigid impact, except this one wa...
I watch the snow surrounding her body turning red, feeling no guilt but only pleasure. I've been waiting so long to do this and now I've finally done it. My hands are turning blue from the coldness of the snow;yet I cannot move to warmth, I just stand there and watch her lifeless body laying in the snow. I don't even know how I did it, I just saw my chance and I took it. It all went by in a blur. ...
It’s dark, It’s cold, It’s quiet
It’s snowing sweet relief
Nowhere to go, nowhere to be
Watching white polkadots
Falling like little ghosts
Sparkle silent under lamp posts
Skates across sidewalks covered in
Excuses as far as the eye can see
As the snow falls
Can it be?
Head pressed against cold window glass
It’s snowing sweet relief...
I lift myself out of the cocoon i’ve made for myself in my bed. I wipe my tear stained face when I see him sleeping on the floor beside me. why is he here? I quickly fly out of my bed down to his side.
“Lucas, why are you here?” I whisper just loud enough for it to jolt him out of his slumber.
“Hi, Isabel. Your mum told me you were upset so I thought I would come over.”
“I thought you had work?”...
The smell, it was almost like peppermint. And the touch, like the softest blanket. I could even hear it, singing as it fell, such a beautiful song. Like a siren singing to me, making me smile. Only to bring me to my death.
I twirled around in the white grass, laughing like I’d never seen it before.
The trees above me, looking like they’d fallen out of a fairytale. Covered in the white magic.
"No, I don't want to go play in the snow. I'm not five years old."
"You don't have to be five to want to be in the snow, baby. It's a magical feeling. Don't you want to experience some magic?"
I looked him in the eye. I had to admit, I really did love my boyfriend. He was always there for me when I was low and hung out for me on both my good and bad days. He got along with my family. He even wen...
“You can’t be in here!” He joked.
My face lit up, as I ran up to him, hugging him tight. My vision became blurry, “I missed you,” I kissed his soft lips, I missed this and him, so much.
He picked me up, “I missed you so much that I forgot how it feels to hold you in my arms.”
He let me down, and I hugged him tight again. Snow droplets fell on my face, his dark eyelashes covered with snow flak...
Sometimes I feel numb, immune. the sensation of shock, or relief is the only thing grounding me to earth. every step i take is softer than the one before, and sometimes i can't feel my feet. but here i am, laying in snow. my body screaming. yet my mind quiet. the sounds are gone. such an odd feeling. though i do not enjoy it, it is a distraction. my mind is pink and green, like flowers in a garden...
I jumped for joy. Since last year, I’ve never seen so much snow. Mom warned me not to die, since snow has now been reported to be poisonous. She sat at the table, eating her Biscoff cookie. After putting my bikini swimsuit on, I opened the door and leaped into the snow. “It’s not poisonous! People are insane!” I doubted everyone at that moment. “Mom! Come outsid-“ and just at that moment, I died. ...
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