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

Posted in Horror on Oct 25, 2022

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“Motion-Sensor” by Hannah B

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I rolled in bed, tucking my blanket under my chin silently. No matter how hard I tried, sleep refused to claim me.My brain attempted to focus on the slight whisper of wind through my partially open window, but it proved to only disturb me. I stood.Awkwardly, as if afraid, I quietly walked towards the small shaft of moonlight to peer out into my wide, tree-lined yard that was barely lit. I watched for several moments, observing the swaying trees and the howl of a particularly strong gust of wind. Somewhere, a barn owl who'd and trilled.I was ...

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“Raindrop Race” by Peach Face

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The dew hanging on the foggy glass glides its way down, the race won by my chosen raindrop. The car moves slowly along, as well as does my raindrop. I close my eyes, putting my hand on the window and trying to feel the cold. I feel the cold and push my hand out of the window, hoping to feel cold once again. Nothing. My hand feels nothing. I ask mother if we can get ice cream. She doesn't hear me. She doesn't know I am here. She never would. She never has. She drives to the funeral. I watch from the window, seeing her crying. Her speech abo...

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“My Spirit’s Revenge ” by Lufuno Mavhungu

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TW: child sexual abuse As I stared out the window into the overwhelming darkness outlined only by the shadows of dying trees, I remembered one of my favourite Jay Electronica lyrics. Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies. The man sitting beside my bed almost beheaded me with the shrapnel of his words when we once argued about the meaning of the lyric. It didn't start as a heated verbal assault, but with him, it never did. I watched him as he sat next to my lifeless body. He knew I was straddling death and that made ...

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“A Heartbreak” by Flo Flo

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The night was cold. She didn’t have to open her window to know this. Looking at the fogged up glass did the trick. Her insomnia is once again by her side, refusing to let her go, and she, her loyal companion is accepting her fully, not even bothering to put up a fight to chase her away. The moon is on the sky, casting a silver light on the dark neighborhood, and she stared at it as she rummaged through the options of activities she can do at this time in the night to pass the time. Read? Study? Staring at the wall or outside her window? ...

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“The View” by Steve Cripwell

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Josh couldn’t sleep. He’d not been able to sleep for some months now, he went to bed tired but as soon as his head hit the pillow he was wide awake. So, to quell the boredom of the endless night, he watched. He watched the sky, awaiting that first faint lightening before the sun came over the horizon. He watched neighbourhood cats and urban foxes follow their nocturnal quest with interest. Mainly, however, he watched the windows of the block opposite. His bedroom, sited ...

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“Come Back Little Sheila” by George Davis

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Come Back Little Sheila—George Davis I am staring out my bedroom window, as I have done every night since someone kidnapped my little Sheila. She was only six years old, a small, tow-headed bundle of joy, my joy. It all started seven years ago tonight. My wife and I were sleeping down the hall from our little girl. My wife, I’m surprised didn’t hear anything. She is a very light sleeper. I, on the other hand, could sleep through a raging hurricane. Well, the next morning, my wife got up and was her custom, checked on our ...

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“The Opposite Face” by Luke Morgan

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It was the slamming of the car door that woke me. I flipped over, and felt his side of the bed; ice cold. My hand grazed where his chest should’ve been, but was met only by mattress. I heard voices coming from the driveway, so I hastily got to my feet and sped to the window. Looking out at the darkened street, a few lights dotted around, it wasn’t easy to make a clear image of the world. It was easy enough to see him with her in a close embrace though. I suppose they thought they were safe, in the dead of night. No one around, low visibil...

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“Some day” by Lilou Sharma

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He can barely see the stars from his position on the bed, looking out the window in the middle of the night,and fighting sleep. He knows tomorrow is his last day. He has to leave the one person that makes him happy. The one that hung a wrecking ball in his gut and set it to the function of a pendulum. Its now a swinging weight, and has become the sole time keeping element of his life, keeping him stable. Or like a hula hoop. He's the hoop that's swinging around, even when he's exhausted at times and just wants to stop...

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“Things That Go Thunk in the Night” by Sue Marsh

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Things That Go Thunk in the Night Suzanne Marsh “Wake up! There is someone on the front porch!” “Go back to sleep it is not anything to worry about. Just the wind.” “Just the wind does not make noise!!!” “Then get up and go see what it is.” I put my pink fuzzy slippers on, grabbed my bathrobe and headed toward the living room window. I thought I saw something on the front porch. I thought; ‘no I don’t see anything, it could be a raccoon. I headed back to bed, my curiosity sated temporarily. I lay there attempting to go back to sleep. Thunk...

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“Making Peace” by David Dicaire

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It was 2:15 am, and Kamil knew that it was it for sleep. The insomnia was a debilitating disease that had no cure. He had consulted every doctor, tried every type of sleeping pill, every known remedy on the Internet and nothing had worked. The magic realm of sleep was not one that he could so easily penetrate. Back in Nepal, when the sleep was drained from his soul, the man would go out and sit in a tree. His property overlooked a huge Savannah and there were tigers roaming about, their green translucent eyes shiny in t...

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“Her Once in A Lifetime Experience” by Poweful Music

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The trees sway harmoniously; almost in oneness with the nightly breeze. The psithurism of the trees in the breeze was one to be embraced. The sky was richly black, decorated generously with bright white polka dots. The moon was full and it shone mightily as if trying to fight away the darkness of the night. At bird’s eye view she could see him and his partner. He was dressed in his everyday nickel gray uniform, that now looked like a rainbow and always seemed too tight on him. You could tell that it spent ...

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“The Psychopath” by Prakhar Singh

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Pratik, 31, Senior inspector, sitting in the driver’s seat, looked outside the window of his car in the middle of the night and wondered what happened to the woman that disappeared last night from that neighbourhood. It was raining heavily, making it almost impossible for him and his fellow cops to further investigate the case. He was accompanied by his best friend Ishaan, 30, Sub-inspector and a recently joined constable Aman. Aman volunteered himself for this case because he was concerned about all the recent disappearances and strange mur...

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“Memories & Cigarettes” by Nessa Snow

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It's 5:38 back home right now, but here, I'm staring outside this hotel window, wondering who else is up at 1 am. Is anyone else struggling with jet lag?It's disorienting, at best, how is it still yesterday and somehow also tomorrow? It makes this all naturally super weird.I can't sleep because my knee hurts. This damn weather is bizarre, but I guess that’s London in a nutshell.I really need to rest but I find myself sitting here, staring at this stupid window thinking of you. I know the window is not stupid, I’m just tired.I need to have a ...

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“The Figure ” by Gabriella Miner

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My body shuddered as I looked out my window into the dark abyss of night. My eyes struggled in vain, scouring the street, searching, hoping. Praying the words sent to me weren't true. I see you... Do you see me? I held my phone up to my face again, trying to steady my already shaking hands. Maybe it was a prank, or maybe the person who sent it had the wrong number. At least, that's what I told myself. At least, that's what I so desperately wanted to believe. Ever since I moved into this house strange events have happened to me...

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“Picture Window” by K. A. Bachus

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Picture Window by K.A. Bachus (© 2021) The first time I realized Sobieski wanted to kill me, I was leaning into a double-paned window twenty floors up from a New York street. I rested my forehead on the glass, my eyes on the stream of lights at the bottom of a skyscraper canyon and my psyche in the movement and freedom of people and cars in the darkness. It was the briefest respite from the newly heightened tension of an already stressful job. Sobieski destroyed the moment with a shove and an expletive, pulling the curtains closed wi...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 340 stories

“Motion-Sensor” by Hannah B

“Raindrop Race” by Peach Face

“My Spirit’s Revenge ” by Lufuno Mavhungu

“A Heartbreak” by Flo Flo

“The View” by Steve Cripwell

“Come Back Little Sheila” by George Davis

“The Opposite Face” by Luke Morgan

“Some day” by Lilou Sharma

“Things That Go Thunk in the Night” by Sue Marsh

“Making Peace” by David Dicaire

“Her Once in A Lifetime Experience” by Poweful Music

“The Psychopath” by Prakhar Singh

“Memories & Cigarettes” by Nessa Snow

“The Figure ” by Gabriella Miner

“Picture Window” by K. A. Bachus

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

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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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