Writing Prompt
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An unexpected blizzard has hit a motel. All the residents are trapped inside for the next few days until the snow melts.
What interwoven stories could unfold from this scenario?
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Among the winter stricken pines lies an old motel; Itâs wood is stained a darken coffee hue which melts down the inner wrings of itâs timber. An ongoing blizzard berates the abandoned building, drowning it in snow.
A single pine cone takes cover inside on the now frigid hardwood floor. It stumbled in through the smashed window burned yellow from time. It lays there gently swaying with the breath ...
When I first met John, I thought he was a gopher. Itâs a day later, and Iâm still not sure.
On a flight home, I had a layover at the Buffalo Niagara International Airport in upstate New York. Christmas was only a few days away so the bustling airport was more crowded than usual. Pensive businessmen with well appointed briefcases and children with worn out parents rushed to their respective gat...
Liana watched as the ice and snow rapidly blundered around, causing a high pitched whistle through the small cracks in the motel brick.
Her unnatural green eyes flooded her sockets, beside from a small black dot in the middle.
âThis is what human climate is like?â she asked, blinking slowly, taking the weather in expressionlessly.
âWellâyes, yes,â Amelia beside her pushed up her circular rimmed ...
{ I got my inspiration from watching many crime shows, specifically âCastleâ itâs on Hulu if you want to watch it!}
âHannah! Hannah, wake up!â
âHuh, what?â
âLook outside!â said my sister Rachel.
âWhat is it?â I said, half awake. âCanât you see Iâm trying to sleep!â
âJust look outside!â Rachel said annoyed.
âFine! What is it-â I stopped mid-sentence when I looked out the window. âWhat in the Fl...
The bored looking college kid who has been sitting at the desk this whole time found me a sheet pan. I assume it came from their sorry excuse for a kitchen, which they use to heat up their sorry excuse for a breakfast every day.
I put on the warmest clothes I brought - pink yoga pants and a grey hoodie - and put socks over my hands since I have no gloves. I was packed for Spring Break in SoCal. ...
101, 102, 103.
I knocked on the dark wooden door, bouncing on my feet. âRoom Service-!â I called, slipping my key into the lock, unlocking the door as I stepped into the room. It seemed empty, how weirdâŚthe storm shouldâve trapped everyone inside. Maybe theyâre in the lobby, I guess Iâll just wait.
I walked into the kitchen to look at all the utensils, looking into the sink I picked up the blac...
All the kids are still running around, annoyingly happy because they got to skip school. There are six of them. Kimi, Wyatt, Amanda, Dean, Yvet and Jon. None of them like each other, so naturally they didnât want to be snowed in together. âNope, I donât wanna.â âYvet, please? I really need you to.â Yvet rolled her eyes. âUgh, fine.â She stood up and tossed the charger at Jon. âThank you. That was ...
I squeezed my eyes shut as the screaming continued from the other room. After being stuck in this godforsaken motel for the past 4 days, I still wasnât used to it. I flinched and opened my eyes as I heard something shatter next door. Then more screaming. I couldnât be the only one who was hearing this. I was only supposed to be staying here for the night, a brief rest stop during my failure of a r...
âI canât believe weâre stuck here for 3 days because of this blizzardâ Emma groaned. âHey, itâs not that bad,â I said. âWe can hang out in here a while, no problem.â âReally?â She asked. âYeah, sure!â I shrugged. âWeâll play games, watch movies, build forts, itâll be fun!â âFine.â Emma said, smiling as she got up from the chair she was sitting in, which now has a slight butt dent.
Three days lat...
A very uneventful night at a roadside motel in Billings, Montana, but a very exciting one for a 19 year old girl named Jennifer.
âI canât wait for tomorrow! Skiing down the slopes of Beartooth Mountain will be so fun, I bet Iâll be the best skier there!â Jennifer says excitedly talking to her mother on the phone.
âOhh I bet you will be too honey, but be careful, I have heard it is pretty danger...
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