Write a story in which a window is broken or found broken.

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“The Window ” by Christian Hinrichsen

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The Window Downtown Cincinnati, 10th Floor SMASH! A wailing alarm goes off at the Federal Reserve Center on Main Street Cincinnati OH. A pair of federal police officers charge up the stairs with their weapons drawn at the smashed window in the Federal Reserve Center. “You there what do you think your doing.” Screams are echoed throughout the 10th floor offices and halls. Two hours later a black escapade pulls up to the Federal Reserve Building. Flanked by a pair of Federal police Officers in combat fatigues. The lead SWAT member ap...

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“Are you sure?” by Duck Lucy

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"So...you've been inside?""Yeah, I explored the house and then called you to check it out for yourself. Idiot. No, I haven't been in, yet.""Sarcasm's a new look for you, not liking it. Someone broke into your house and you call me? Why? No one else wanted to deal with this mess? Or were they just not in the mood to come over in the middle of the night and look for possible criminals?""You have the least to lose, you know...if you happen to die.""Thanks." It was true, even if it was a low blow."Just go inside!" I urged him."It's your house. Y...

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“Accused” by Jordan Wharton

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“Hey Vinny, get your head outta your butt and catch the ball next time.” I yelled. “Oh yeah, how bout ya put a throw on my chest, Joey!” Vinny and I played baseball every Sunday in the lot beside the middle school. Sure, there were only two of us, but our imaginations placed all-time greats like Babe Ruth and Shoeless Joe Jackson on the weed infested diamond. “Hey whadda ya say we do a homerun derby?” “Joey, you know I’d kick your butt and you’d pout the rest of the day.” It was on. I grabbed a stolen hair pin from my backpack and...

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“Of Muted Cries and Light” by Nick Clements

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Of Muted Cries and Light I'm unable to look at her, bringing my stare through the window to the right. Another day in the city. The streets are wet, but not from rain. Rubble scattered. Lined down the streets in sinuous mounds. Like small graves. Serrated bricks and chunks of cement shift from the mounds as the earth shakes from another blast rocketing off in the distance, handfuls of gravel tumbling behind before settling into place on the cobblestone floors below. No one pays it any mind. Sparse sections of people casu...

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“Your Depths Are Forgiven” by Joan. J. Victory

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When I said, "My life is literally so boring," last year, I didn't necessarily mean I wanted this to happen. I guess it's what I get for tempting fate. All day, I had a clenching feeling in my gut that something was about to go horribly wrong. Considering what happened last week after I felt this way, I was worried. I walked down the muddy road, not caring enough to avoid the puddles as my long raincoat flapped in the wind. After a sucky day at work, I could finally go home. I trudged up the steps and fiddled with my key to unlock the door. ...

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“Hard Work” by Margot Pierpoint

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It was a warm summer Saturday, ordinary and oppressive. I was in the corner store my family and I started ten years ago, when my daughter Sunny was just an imagination. Just like every night I was scrubbing down the surfaces and emptying the cash register. Then just like very night Sunny and I walked three blocks to our small home. We passed the small garden Sunny’s mother made and the mural Sunny painted on the side of the house last year. The smell of our home wafted out to greet us when I unlocked the door. We walked in and took a deep br...

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“Break into a Thin Ocean Place” by Karen Lethlean

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Break into a Thin Ocean Place Drawing breaths between gritted teeth, in response to more up ended bins, rubbish strewn wide and broken windows. Sonya also noticed still wet graffiti daubed on toilet walls and tried to ignore Faberge egg shapes morphed into sharp edged phallic looking shapes as she walked down to the water. And wondered about necessity to appreciate this daubing as art, no matter how she looks, nothing artistic jumps out and bites her. There, as if an ultimate contrast to her mood, she saw a vision of happiness. A young wo...

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“The Girl Who Holds Fire” by Stevey Crisp

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Tuesday, March 2nd, 2016 “I don’t know when the fire first started, I had the experience of when I first noticed, but I believe I had something in that just needed to be unlocked first.” Gosh, what a boring beginning to my essay. I’m not special. I don’t know why my English teacher, Ms. Henry, thinks I am. I’m just Jenna Miller, an ordinary girl. One that lives in the small town of Brywich, North Carolina. One that has good friends, a good family, and average grades. One of the many that go to Lillins County HighSchool. It is currently a Tu...

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“Broken Window” by Samantha Danzalan

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Still feeling the cruel vagueness Amanda felt from the recent heart-stabbing moments in her life, she washed her face with ice-cold water to maybe experience some sort of numbness from the frostbite this water could cause her. It was just eight in the evening, but her life has been horribly uneventful the past few weeks. Though what else could she do that would try and alleviate her humor and carve even just the tiniest smile on her blue face? What’s the purpose of doing the bare minimum at this point when for the whole entirety of her life,...

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“Shatters” by Emily Liu

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There it sat. A glass window that I had punched through at the age of six. When my parents' eyes suddenly had a look. A look I didn't recognize at the time. A look I later realized was horror and disgust. They looked at my surprised face and glared at it. As if all the innocence I possessed was being drained from me. As if I myself was becoming inhuman as their malicious eyes traveled across my snowy skin. At first, I was confused. I wanted to ask them what was wrong. But one look at their eyes and I would pretend like everything was normal....

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“SOS at 123 Wilson Avenue” by Ronald Hart

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SOS at 123 Wilson Avenue: HtKY: “I am Here to Kill You,” the gentleman repeated, her door remained slightly ajar while peeking thru the chain linked lock. She was standing among the fragments of broken glass near her front window. The gentleman’s manner was sincere and forthright, he spoke with stress on the last four words of his greeting. He was a slight man wearing a rumpled gray pullover and matching gray sneakers. His jeans, nicely pressed, were creased down the front. The thumb of his right hand held tightly int...

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“A thing of past” by Sarthak Agarwal

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I woke up early in the morning as usual, as she used to wake me up early as she says, seeing the sunrise makes the whole day better. Now when I walk up to the balcony window I just see an old broken glass window out of which nothing can be seen due to all the dust that has gathered over it out of negligence. So today I decided to clean that window and look at the rising sun. I prepared just one cup of coffee and grabbed today's paper and quietly started reading the newspaper. The whole atmosphere felt static and emotionless. After a few page...

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“Glass and Ice” by M. Mullins

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*0300 hours, day 5 New Year, sector 27, Acirame, P.G.R. (post-Great Revelation)Sophia gloomily surveyed the broken glass on the floor, scattered across her small condo’s wooden bowels by the wild winter wind. It sprouted from the floor like a pointed, deadly carpet. She hauled Felicity from where she slept heavily against her protruding hip bone to her chest. Her hands tugged through her coal-black hair in a nervous dance. This was the third night this month that her neighborhood had been attacked by the Central Agency, a painful remind...

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“Echoes from the past” by Deepika Pydatalli

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I have walked countless times in front of that house, yet today it felt different. The yellow paint that was chipping off the exterior, was replaced by a white coat of paint. The betel vines that espoused the sidewalls now lay on the muddy ground, all curled up. Shrubs and wildflower plants that used to adorn and hide the bottom half of the house were now in piles all over the front yard. A wheelbarrow lay upside down, with other garden tools surrounded. The rusted fences now boasted of a fresh coat of pine green paint. The broken gate was s...

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“Dead Space” by Ash Greene

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Crunch, crunch, crunch, the sound of dead leaves Crunch, crunch, crunch, how happy we can be Crunch, crunch, crunch, we’ll take the building back Crunch, crunch, crunch, nature will not lack This land, This land Belongs to us, not them This land, This land No longer be condemned The melody of the song Molly’s mom used to sing to her waltzed into her head and she stepped on the crunching leaves, walking hand and hand with her fourteen-year-old daughter, Sarah. Molly’s mom, Anne, had gone on her first adventure to the dead spaces with...

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Write a story in which a window is broken or found broken.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 142 stories

“The Window ” by Christian Hinrichsen

“Are you sure?” by Duck Lucy

“Accused” by Jordan Wharton

“Of Muted Cries and Light” by Nick Clements

“Your Depths Are Forgiven” by Joan. J. Victory

“Hard Work” by Margot Pierpoint

“Break into a Thin Ocean Place” by Karen Lethlean

“The Girl Who Holds Fire” by Stevey Crisp

“Broken Window” by Samantha Danzalan

“Shatters” by Emily Liu

“SOS at 123 Wilson Avenue” by Ronald Hart

“A thing of past” by Sarthak Agarwal

“Glass and Ice” by M. Mullins

“Echoes from the past” by Deepika Pydatalli

“Dead Space” by Ash Greene

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