Scary Short Stories

Winter Storms

It was January 6th, 1994. My wife Amy and I lived in the Twin-cities of Minnesota and loved everything about it except for the snow. My wife had grown up in California so she wasn't really fond of loads of snow at once. I grew up in northern Minnesota so I was use to it.

We got this giant snowstorm, my wife and I were caught in it. We were driving to my parents house who live in Ely, which is about a seven hour drive north for us.
We drove for a couple of hours, everything was fine, it wasn't snowing yet so we were trying to get to my parents as soon as possible, we were alright until we hit a deer on a back road, our car spun out of control and into the ditch, plummeting down the snowy hillside.
Everything just went faint for awhile. I woke up to my wife shaking me.

"Jake! Jake!" She frantically said
"Jake, please." She said
I woke up. It took me a minute to realize that we crashed, and the car was wedged in between a dense forest and a steep hill.
I unbuckled my seat belt and looked at my watch, it said 3:21.

"How long ago did we crash?" I asked Amy

"I don't know." She said back

I pushed my seat back as far as it'd go, then made an attempt to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.

"Hon, can you get your door open?" I asked Amy

"No, it's jammed." She said

I violently pushed on the door but it would budge.
I crawled back and tried to open the back doors but those were stuck, either frozen shut or pressed against the hillside and tree line.
I made one final attempt to get out of the car, the sunroof.
I pressed the open button but it must have froze shut.
I tried with all my might to open it, until I heard the crack of the ice as it opened.
Finally, I was able to pull myself up and out of the car.

The cold freezing air hit me like a bat. The snow was just starting to fall, and the temperature was dropping. I then saw a car drive by up on the hill, I went as fast as I could up the hill, but they were gone. I went back and told my wife to leave he heat on, and that I'd be back soon.
I walked down the road, trying to hear a car or see one, I walked for a mile or so up until I gave up, then walked back to the car, which seemed like it took forever to get back.
I got back to the car, and my heart sunk and my I felt like I was going to throw up.
The passenger side window was smashed in, and the door was wide open.
I yelled for my wife but all I could hear around me was the slight patter of snow hitting the ground. I looked and there were tracks going up the steep hill.
I climbed up the hill to the main road. I followed the tracks in the opposite direction from were I went for at least a mile or two but found nothing. By now the snow had set in and I could feel the coldness killing me slowly. The snow just fell harder and harder and by now it had to be at least twenty below zero, but I kept walking up until I saw a light up ahead. Then I stopped.

"Hello?" I yelled, I could feel the wind take my voice.
"Hello? Amy? Anybody?" I said again

I just walked closer and closer then I saw a sign, a wooden street sign with a light over it.
It read that the nearest town was two miles away.
I sat below the sign for a minute thinking about what to do next.
I decided to walk to the town, it took at least an hour but I did it, frost bitten and cold I got there.
I knocked on the front door of the first house but nobody answered, I went to the next and the next, but nobody would answer.
I cried out for help as I stood in the street. I fell to my knees and closed my eyes.
Dazed and delusional I woke up. I stood up in the two feet of snow.
I slowly walked to the building right beside me.
I knocked on the door, but nobody answer, and the door was locked.
Then I turned around and saw a man walk up and open the door.
"Hey!" I said but he didn't say anything back
"Please help me!" I cried out to him.
I walked down the street, until I came to a post, it had a picture of me on it with the words 'Missing person, if found please contact.' Then it was my wife's name, my parents names, and numbers.
I tightened my jacket and hood then decided walked back to the car. On my way there I saw a car, my parents car.

"MOM! DAD!" I yelled waving my arms in the air.
"STOP!" I yelled again and again.
When they got closer to me they looked, depressed and horrified.
My wife was in the back crying.

"AMY!" I tried yelling but they just drove past me.
"STOP!" I ran after but they were gone in minutes.

I walked and walked until I got to the wooden sign.
Underneath it was a mound of snow. I pushed the snow off of it to reveal my frozen, dead body.