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

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“A WINDOW OF OTHER RELEAM” by Pooja Gupta Goyal

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I WAS WALKING HEART BROKEN, DUMPED AND THROWN OUT OF OUR APARTMENT. I MEAN HIS APARTMENT NOW ONWARDS. I WAS JUST STORLLING THROUGH ROADS MY VISION WAS NOT CLEAR AS MY EYES WERE WATERY BECAUSE OF TEARS. SUDDENLY A TEENAGE BOY GRABS MY PURSE. I TRY TO HOLD IT HARDER BUT MY HANDS SLIPS AND HE GETS THE PURSE AND STARTS TO RUN. I STARTED TO RUN BEHIND HIM. I HAVE NEAR BEEN TO THIS AREA. THIS IS VERY ODD. HE HAS VANISHED. MY BAG IS HANGING ON THE WINDOW. THIS DOESN’T HAS ...

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“The magic window ” by Shireen Al-Natsheh

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The strange window One of the winter days and the sky was overcast with clouds, the fisherman came out of his house as usual, carrying a fishing net, heading to the sea , It started raining hard and the waves began to rage, like angry horses , crashing into everything, swallowing up everything before them like hungry flames. It began to rise and intensify little by little, until the fisherman lost control of his boat and the boat was completely destroyed. This hunter miraculously survived, until he re...

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“Familiar” by Anuji Withana

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The bus stopped. None called for it. I stood on the platform. I definitely didn’t call for it. The name plate wasn’t my cue. Indeed, I didn’t think it was for anyone either. ‘Sky-high’ wasn’t even a place. Who did they tease now? The night was darker the minute. Now it wasn’t moving. I looked at it. It was velvety black and full of windows. I couldn’t see anyone. A rainbow shone on its rear. It wasn’t 3D art I figured. All seven colors intense at night, a non-rainy night. It was flowing like a river down its edge mixing into ...

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“The Window of Dreams” by Euge Fernández Hayón

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At twelve, there was one thing - and one thing only - spinning through my mind: rock music. I’ve always been into progressive rock, alternative rock, pop rock, electronic rock and all kinds of subgenres that might exist within this genre of music. Therefore, my biggest dream was to become a rockstar. Even though I didn’t have a real guitar by the time, I had made one of my own with the sticks I found in the neighbourhood. Yes, no. It was not a great one, I know. But with it, at least, I could practice some movements. I exercised my fingers w...

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“A Window into Another Realm(The Magic Window)” by Melinda Madrigal

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The Magic Window offers those who enter a place of wonder, magic and adventure. An escape from reality, a place to be whoever you wish to be. There is one thing about the magic window that everyone must know before they enter, The magic window is a secret, for those who enter the magic window the greatest responsibility is to tell no one about the magic. Charlotte is an ordinary girl who dreams of life where anything is possible. Where she can escape her life and be whoever she wishes to be. One day while walking home from school Charl...

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“Angry Doesn't Work” by Christine Hungerford

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The window hung open, but I had already closed it a while ago. My friend, Li Jing, was pulling me by the wrist as we rounded the cobblestone pillar into my bedroom. She stopped us between the two beds, the moon’s light being our only source of light. It was so dark inside I was grateful to see her face looking at mine. But worry pinched it. Even her beautiful blue eyes shimmered with fear. “What’s wrong? Why are we st...

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“Window to the Soul” by All The World’s A Stage

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You have heard the expression “The eyes are the windows to the soul.” It is the notion that by looking deep into a person's eyes, you can peer into the core of their being, exposing all of their hopes and fears. But what if there were an actual window to the soul? The eyes can only tell us so much about a person, but what if there were a real, true window that could transport the outside viewer straight into another person's being? Surely such a magical window could not exist. Unless you are a certain therapist... Dr. Dien Kemper happened to...

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“TO THE LAST SYLLABLE” by Christian Tabuloc

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The shade of the mist surrounding my memory of his last words was as grey and scattered as the morning after a heavy rain. The type that makes the inexperienced and veteran lost, robbing them of hope, plundering them of home. It's amazing how that seems to be the only thing clear, even after trying years and years after. That is the extent of what I can remember, much to my disappointment. I don't know why I'm not giving up at this point really, but I really want to remember those words. I want to hear it again, I want to understand it's m...

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“Gimme Three Steps” by Robin Wiesneth

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A cold breeze cut through Tracy’s pajamas. Her body trembled. Her shallow breaths formed tiny white puffs that were snatched away by the wind. It was past midnight. A faint siren wailed in the distance, but the city street, eight stories below, was empty and silent. Tracy pressed her back to the frigid bricks behind her and looked back at the window she had crawled through. The ledge Tracy was standing on was less than ten inches deep and ended a few feet to her left. The next ledge, at her parent’s window, was at least six feet beyond that....

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“The Ghosts of Avenue” by Garima Mahajan

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When you live a life like I do, there’s not much you can do except peep. Many would love to place me in the categorical section of Peeping Toms. But I’m different in the sense that I’m dead. Confining me to the typical would not be a good decision on your part because unlike the typical, I derive no pleasure from these silent, barely there interventions. Changing the channels or switching the lights off does not do it for both parties. We just don't get it, clueless in both life and its absence. When you die, you get placed in Apartm...

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“WINDOWS TO SOMEWHERE” by Julia Corliss

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The light from the north facing windows flooded into the artist’s studio illuminating the work space. On the flat surface of the painting table lay a gesso covered board measuring 30” x 36” that had served as a covering when she had worked on other smaller paintings on that surface. Those smaller paintings were now finished, and now she stood gazing at the gesso covered board seeing windows appearing on the board and encouraging her to look deeper, so she did. This act of artistic looking birthed the thought of these windows opening somewher...

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“Looking In” by Dale Lehman

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“Join me in the hot tub.”Other new arrivals laughed at the greeting, but she and I had a history. The words weren’t a tickle but a jab. It had been eight years, seven months, and sixteen days since we parted in the Florida sun. Another time, another world, almost literally. Then was Kennedy Space Center, now Mars-on-Earth, Devon Island, home of Haughton Crater and the Haughton-Mars Project, where for half a dozen decades international teams had tested and trained for red planet excursions.Which wasn’t why she was there. Nor was I.The “hot tu...

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“The Ghost Window” by Mary Cryns

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The Ghost Window By Mary L. Cryns 1,567 Words It was 1966 in San Francisco when the gang and I met on our front porch after school. This was my favorite time of day: school over, no parents around, and we could do anything we wanted for at least a couple of hours. Wisps of fog drifted in from the ocean as it did almost every day during the summer. My house was on Second Avenue, a street crowded with Victorians and old buildings. Second Avenue ended at Lincoln Way and Golden Gate Park. The triangle of grass, bushes, and trees of that p...

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“Become One with Art” by Sam Reeves

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“You do realise this is a massive scam, right?” I said as we walked up to the entrance. The building loomed over us with a grandiose only achievable by those that had been around for hundreds of years. It’s magnificence changed the air around it. The stone steps spilled from the front door out in all directions, sweeping in as many people as possible. “Oh my God, you are such a misery guts! This is real! So many people have gone through it and seen what it’s like. Aren’t you curious?” Chiara replied, a wistful smile on her face as she turn...

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“Houston, We Have A....” by Ash Greene

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To: President Hoover From: Tillia Mischulani1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW Return Address: N/AWashington, DC 20500 ...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 154 stories

“A WINDOW OF OTHER RELEAM” by Pooja Gupta Goyal

“The magic window ” by Shireen Al-Natsheh

“Familiar” by Anuji Withana

“The Window of Dreams” by Euge Fernández Hayón

“A Window into Another Realm(The Magic Window)” by Melinda Madrigal

“Angry Doesn't Work” by Christine Hungerford

“Window to the Soul” by All The World’s A Stage

“TO THE LAST SYLLABLE” by Christian Tabuloc

“Gimme Three Steps” by Robin Wiesneth

“The Ghosts of Avenue” by Garima Mahajan

“WINDOWS TO SOMEWHERE” by Julia Corliss

“Looking In” by Dale Lehman

“The Ghost Window” by Mary Cryns

“Become One with Art” by Sam Reeves

“Houston, We Have A....” by Ash Greene

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

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