Write a story that involves a magic window — or a window like no other.

Posted in Fantasy on Aug 4, 2021

Submissions are closed

Sorry, we are not accepting submissions for this prompt as it is not part of an active contest. Make sure you don't miss our next contest by creating your free Reedsy Prompts account.

Or create a new Reedsy account:

Why not check out our active contest?

✍️ 154 stories

“Double Life” by Eva R.

Submitted to Contest #97

It was all so sudden. Lucy didn’t even get a chance to properly say goodbye to all her closest friends before her parents moved with her to Devon. “You’re 10 years old and you’re a grown up girl so I know that you will understand that sometimes life forces you to make quick decisions. We got a buyer for our house under the condition that we move out almost immediately” - said Lucy’s mum as they were driving to the west country. Lucy loved their old house. It was bright with many flowers in the garden. Lucy often got in troubl...

3 comments 3

Read story

“Don't Look Back” by Alexander Katz

Submitted to Contest #97

Don’t look. Nothing else was written on the note Jesse found taped to the shuttered window in his attic. The window itself was hidden behind a series of crooked planks that had been nailed to the wall with the carpentry skill of a toddler. The note was a mess of scribbles so chaotic, that it took a solid ten minutes before Jesse could decipher the cryptic warning. It is a warning, isn’t it? He took a step back from the window. The wood panels on the floor creaked as if they were confirming his suspicions with a language of their own. Je...

6 comments 6

Read story

“We Bully the Honey” by Anna Tishchenko

Submitted to Contest #97

We Bully the honey. Round and round it went through her head, meaningless, senseless yet always there. Intrusive, distracting, constant as if melded to her heartbeat the phrase echoed over and over, sometimes quietly, sometimes so loudly she thought that others would hear it too, if only she opened her mouth, she had learned to keep it shut. She was used to the stares, the watchful eyes, judgmental glares. When she did speak, sometimes it would slip out on its own, as if trying to infect others. We bully the honey. She stuck to commun...

1 comment 1

Read story

“The Tent” by Joe Swanson

Submitted to Contest #97

“Step this way. For just a mere pittance, you will experience the mystery of the Orient, the secrets of the Universe, the truth about…” A small car of figures dressed in outlandish clothing, their faces emboldened with accentuated expressions, sped past to the sounds of bulbus horns and laughter. I didn’t hear the prophetic end to his proclamation about discovering anything, and everything, you’d ever considered experiencing. I had to insert words and meaning suitable for the occasion. It didn’t matter. I didn’t have a ...

1 comment 1

Read story

“Not Today” by Hans B

Submitted to Contest #97

She walked to grab her daily ritual from the local coffee shop. It worked for her, she liked routine. Predictable, consistent, and no surprises. She walked the same way every day. Some might call it mundane, boring even, but that is what she liked. She knew it would take ten minutes to the coffee shop, her drink would be waiting and another five minutes to her office. She would always be the first to arrive, and that would give her time to quickly browse her emails and drink her perfect beverage, still at the ideal temperature. Today wa...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Empathically Yours” by Ruth Smith

Submitted to Contest #97

They say your eyes are the windows to your soul. To some extent, I think they are right, whoever “they” are. Allow me to explain.My name is Gadura, and I am what some people call an empath. But I'm not the kind who can feel your feelings when you feel them. I am the kind who can look into your eyes and see everything you have ever done in your life and know how you felt at the time. Believe me, this is a much scarier gift. My job, here in Worthwillow, is to solve mysteries for the local law enforcement. And, as expected, that leaves me with ...

3 comments 3

Read story

“Mr. Mundy's Electric Toasters” by Ashley Cramer

Submitted to Contest #97

BRRRRRRRRRING! TW: suicide I jolt upright from my slumped position at my desk. I must have slept through the rest of chemistry class again. A shame, really. I’m sure Ms. Kaminsky’s lecture on the nomenclature of organic compounds was riveting as per usual. Honestly, I’m having a hard time staying awake for any of my classes lately. I can tell you now that I will never be a scientist, a lawyer, an engineer, and DEFINITELY not someone who sits behind a desk 9-5. All I can really see myself being is an artist, my photography is the only thing I...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Ave Maria” by Leeav Quaoar

Submitted to Contest #97

I tapped my fingers on the table rhythmically.Did I have to put the adverb “rhythmically,” so that you can understand what I’m doing?Maybe. Because if I only said: “I tapped my fingers on the table,” then you’d literally imagine fingers tapping on the table, but not necessarily rhythmic.Hmm.I stopped tapping. I began drumming. Same words, different meaning.I looked at my laptop, glossed by the window’s reflection.When I was tapping my fingers, I also had my hand resting on my cheeks.The typical bored expression.Head slightly tilted, eyes dro...

1 comment 1

Read story

“A Room With A Doom” by Michael Hayes

Submitted to Contest #97

Remote. It housed a secret. The house was the most isolated the couple could find to rent. Nestled amidst the north Pennines hills, the medium sized cottage enjoyed picturesque views of the surrounding countryside. The couple, both in their early thirties, were greeted by Mr Jackson, the landlord, who looked as though he was in his sixties; proceeded to show the couple around. Mr Jackson Turned to Carl and asked, “Mr Rhodes, what do you do for a living?” “I’m the Senior Cashier for a bank,” Carl replied. “And Mrs Rhodes?” “Miss Porter. He wo...

2 comments 2

Read story

“Big Brother Rupert II” by Brianna Stilwell

Submitted to Contest #97

“Quickly, my prince, we must go quickly if we’re to send you away before they find us.” The nanny’s voice was hushed, barely more than a whisper, yet each word seemed to echo, reverberating around the utterly silent halls of the castle. Every footstep felt heavy and loud, and Prince Rupert’s eyes fought to adjust in the darkness, their path lit only by the soft white light of the moon as it streamed in through the windows that lined the hallway. “Where are we going?” Rupert asked, his gaze locked on the nanny ahead of him. She clutched i...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Window of Dimensional Transposition” by Lynn Bigham

Submitted to Contest #97

On display in the Museum of Quantum Phenomenon is a window. It is 1.524 meters tall and 0.914 meters wide with clear glass separated into 9 panels on the top and 9 on the bottom. It has a white, matte frame and a small placard providing a narrow history of the window, the seemingly most boring exhibit within the museum. The placard reads: Window of Dimensional Transposition, ca. 900 AD, Rome, Italy; discovered by Rinaldo Russo and donated in 2105 by the University of Bologna.Standing before the window is Dr. Una Harlowe, a quantum physicist ...

2 comments 2

Read story

“Through the Open Window” by LM Konkel-Dixon

Submitted to Contest #97

The windows appeared before them out of thin air, hovering before them until they seemed to stretch before their eyes. The effect is akin to staring up at a mountain in a dream. The higher you look, the higher they stretch, distorting at the edges, becoming unreal, menacing things. If the mountains were to float closer and closer until landing right in front of you. Thick carvings along the frames depict scenes that seem to shift while you study them, blue on the left window, amber on the right. A small plaque set in a raised stone directly ...

0 comments 0

Read story

“Sir Barry and Steve” by A.K. Anderson

Submitted to Contest #97

Sir Barry saddled up his noble Steve. You probably think that should say “noble steed,” but Sir Barry named his horse Steve so that’s correct.“Max, your food is here, honey.” My mom taps my shoulder, closing the magic window. Just that small touch draws out a whole world of pain. I don’t cry, though—Sir Barry didn’t cry even when he was stabbed. I put down my pencil and close my notebook, but Sir Barry’s story is more interesting than food, even when the food is grilled cheese.A nurse sets the plate on the tray where my notebook was. I reach...

4 comments 4

Read story

“Fabrications” by Udhay .

Submitted to Contest #97

Thunder roared through sky, tearing through the clouds. The wind howled, deafeningly, proclaiming its fury. Alan sat alone at his desk. Typing away at his typewriter. Struggling for ideas. Pacing back and forth through his office, whilst mumbling to himself like a madman. Alan consistently failed to meet deadlines - if his work wasn’t perfect, it would not exist, if it wasn’t confronted with showers of praise, and compliments, it would not exist, and if it didn’t flow like a poem, it did not exist. He was a rigorous perfectionist, with thick...

0 comments 0

Read story

“A Family of Elephants” by Cindy Calder

Submitted to Contest #97

Sophie loved exploring, and today, she was making her way through brush and forest to find new places that remained yet unknown and undiscovered by her. Her best friend, Abby, had ditched her in favor of shopping with her Mother, but Sophie much preferred trekking through the woods any day to picking out a new outfit to wear.As she topped a hill, Sophie saw a small house that she had never spotted during her travels in the woods, situated just inside a large copse of trees. Perhaps the massive oaks and tall pine trees with their hanging moss...

0 comments 0

Read story

Load more stories

🌟 Similar prompts

Start your story with a character looking out of a window in the middle of the night.

Horror – 340 stories

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

Dark – 142 stories

Start your story with an unexpected knock on a window.

Dark – 138 stories

Set your story within a window of opportunity, when a character finally has the chance to do something.

Middle School – 144 stories

Contest #97

Enter our weekly contest!

This week's theme: Window of Opportunity

$50

Prize money

921

Contest entries

0

Stories

Ended on 23:59 - Jun 11, 2021 EST

Won by Claire Lindsey 🏆

Title: In situ

View details

Win $250 in our short story competition 🏆

We'll send you 5 prompts each week. Respond with your short story and you could win $250!

Menu

CONNECT

BLOG

APPS

TOOLS

ABOUT

Write a story that involves a magic window — or a window like no other.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 154 stories

“Double Life” by Eva R.

“Don't Look Back” by Alexander Katz

“We Bully the Honey” by Anna Tishchenko

“The Tent” by Joe Swanson

“Not Today” by Hans B

“Empathically Yours” by Ruth Smith

“Mr. Mundy's Electric Toasters” by Ashley Cramer

“Ave Maria” by Leeav Quaoar

“A Room With A Doom” by Michael Hayes

“Big Brother Rupert II” by Brianna Stilwell

“Window of Dimensional Transposition” by Lynn Bigham

“Through the Open Window” by LM Konkel-Dixon

“Sir Barry and Steve” by A.K. Anderson

“Fabrications” by Udhay .

“A Family of Elephants” by Cindy Calder

🌟 Similar prompts

Start your story with a character looking out of a window in the middle of the night.

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

Start your story with an unexpected knock on a window.

Set your story within a window of opportunity, when a character finally has the chance to do something.

Contest #97

Enter our weekly contest!

$50

Prize money

921

Contest entries

0

Stories

Win $250 in our short story competition 🏆

Explore more writing prompt ideas: