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

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“Fleeing Family” by Jay Luuu

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—To all the people who've suffered from the Israel-Palestine Conflict. —————————— I sit in absolute confusion as I watch the night sky turn to day. Are they fireworks? No, they can’t be. I don’t recall any holiday that’s supposed to be today. They do sound like them though. But what are they? Like when the fireworks go off, I can feel the vibration resonate in me. They make everything shake, each faraway boom rattling every window, including mine. I peek outside my bedroom window and watch as another firework shoots up into the sky, on...

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“The Planet” by Josh Vogt

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It was about 2:00 a.m. when the popping noise woke Steven. It wasn’t extremely loud, but Steven had always been a light sleeper, especially if he had gone to bed upset, as he had four hours earlier after an argument with his wife, who was not awakened by the popping noise. Steven wasn’t sure, but he thought the noise had come from outside, maybe in the backyard of his suburban ranch home. He pulled back the curtains to see an unusually dark sky, only to realize his glasses were still on the nightstand. His vision had always been terrible, es...

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“A TEXAS SUMMER DOTTED WITH BLOOD” by Anuthaman The_ripper

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He got up in the middle of the night in a startled way. He was staring out of the window which was beside his bed. He saw a canal rushing. Looking closer, for a split second, he thought it was blood. It was just sewage water, shouldn’t he be relieved? He wasn’t. He had seen a figure he thought he would never ever see again. He thought the figure was dead until… It all started in the summer of 1969. Texas in June was a nightmare. Ajax was just reading The Daily. It had a two page article on a serial killer who had been associated with 90 mi...

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“It Looks Back” by Anthony Booker

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The Dark When we look into the darkness, our deepest selves understand that something looks back. Anthony looked out the window as midnight struck.... looked into a dark so crushing, that it felt tangible, encompassing..... stifling.... toxic. The thing looking back at him, its grotesque, teeth filled mouth, scowled more than smiled. Soon, it’s hunger would end. Anthony smiled back and thought “we’ll see whose hunger will be sated this night”. The thing of the darkness, whose very existence had struck a fear so primal into the hearts of su...

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“LONDON'S FAVOURITE DAUGHTER” by Sudhir Menon

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Wilma woke up in the dead of night to use the washroom. Even at the ripe age of eighty-one, she was fully in control of her senses and could move around unaided. As she was returning to her bedside, she happened to glance through the open window. A glimmer of light probably five hundred metres away, drew her closer to the window. It was a clear night with a full moon shining above in a starry sky. The light source appeared to be a powerful torch and Wilma could now discern with the help of a pair of field glasses, which was always kept handy...

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“A Writer on a Plane” by Andrés Carrizo

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Between Barcelona and the forest, the plane flies over a thick cushion of clouds that only occasionally breaks into a clearing through which a fleeting patch of flat land can be seen in the depths. It is the winter time and the whole plain is covered with caked cumulus clouds, curdled with pulverized moisture. Sometimes a blacker, more isolated cloud drips rain onto a patch of savanna. The land that can be seen at times is flat, reddish and poor. Few trees, some group of palm trees, many bloody cracks and cracks of red clay, an...

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“In the Absence of Light ” by Liz Redt

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I glanced out of the frost-covered glass, the emptiness seemed to be watching me, stalking me, following me around until I had nothing left to give. I fell back against the hard seat. I shivered and I shut my eyes, seeing nothing, being nothing, the nothingness pulling me in, drowning my thoughts, changing the way I think, transforming me as a person, as a fighter. But even now all hope had left me, the shrewd darkness taking it over, swallowing it whole. The darkness, the fear, the emptiness all weighing down on me, suffocating me, I could ...

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“The Soul Window” by Rick Story

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The Soul Window Have you ever had one of those dreams that keep going on and on? I seem to have more than my share. You know the type, you dream, wake up, go back asleep and fall back into the same dream, and wake up again. You know, "running dreams" I call them. A weird thing is, I can never tell you the dream. Oh, I may recall one or two little details, but I can never remember the actions in the dream. It's kind of freaky. Maybe this is what the first signs of madness are like. I've always felt like these running dreams are my unc...

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“The window beast” by Soha Awad

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In our old house, was a window. A window that steals children at night. That is what my grandfather used to tell us. Us little kids running around in the house barefoot on a hot summer day.Grandpa rarely visited, but whenever he did, he used to stare out of the window just like I'm doing now. Wearing a smile and enjoying a cup of tea, he would sit on a chair facing the window situated in our kitchen just next to our green refrigerator. For hours, long into the night, where sounds and emotions went quiet and then dead.I remember him sometimes...

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“Polar Opposites” by D Benjamin

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(WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE LANUGUAGE AND MATURE ACTIVITIES) They say nothing good happens at midnight right? Well, I should’ve listened. As I looked outside my window, my eyes made four with a beautiful looking white Polar bear. ‘Now what is a polar bear doing in my backyard at 12 in the night?’ I thought to my self as both our heads tilted in confusion. I saw the animal sniff the air twice before I saw what seemed to be fog coming from his mouth as he ‘spoke’. Not having any other choice, I went outside to see what that was about. I sl...

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“Professor Thrimble's Almanac” by Blue Green

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“Are you sure it’s tonight, Thrimble?” asked the mayor, adding a third spoonful of sugar to his tea. He stirred the warm brew around in the delicate porcelain tea cup, carefully balancing it in the matching saucer before making himself comfortable in the soft brown leather armchair. This was his favourite chair in the study, and as the professor was busy in the other room, he saw no reason not to avail himself of its inviting form. Taking a sip of tea, he looked around wonderingly at the numerous books, maps and instruments the professor had...

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“Havoc mind” by Oliadia Honey F

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I sat up and stared aimlessly at the empty space sadly ,the quiet house reminded me of the once filled Happy home . But just like that it all disappeared leaving me alone in the sad castle. They say "Happiness is spending everyday with the people you love".It was just like yesterday I could still hear mom's voice calling me for breakfast,Dad talking happily to his client on phone although his tone was serious but he had smile spread on his lip,Guess they were both talking about money. My brother Dieyi telling mum about his upcomi...

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“A Window's Awakening” by Ella Ryder

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Selena stared at the clock on her bedroom wall, using the flashlight of her phone as an assistive device. The clock’s hands, like a killer pointing their knife at their victim, indicated what time it was, affirming that she had been awake for the past three hours. 01:58am. The sleeping pills, which had been prescribed by her psychiatrist more than a week ago, had themselves proven to be ineffective as Selena assessed her very awoken state. The party across the street which was still going (and perhaps only really getting started then), had i...

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“Flying Home” by Jj Gomez

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The window was open just enough to let in the smell of gasoline. That in of itself wasn’t enough to wake Flynn up, who’d spent the entire day driving up and down town, completing errands and generally trying to get the house ready. No, what made him bolt upright in his and Hollyn’s bed was the sound of an incoming plane. “Hell?” He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and glanced over at the digital clock on Hollyn’s dresser. Quarter till four. He lay back down and waited for the plane to finish flying overhead. The bed was covered in ros...

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“the big crime” by Angel Castillo

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Investigators at the Gustaf Adolph Lutheran Church in New Sweden, Maine. In 2003, a mass poisoning there sickened more than a dozen congregants, killing one. Credit... Joel Page/Associated Press By The New York Times April 7, 2020 All true crime stories start as crime reporting, often in the daily newspaper. Before the narrative is shaped for your streaming device, earbuds or bookshelf, the facts are gathered by a journalist. What happened? Where and when? Who is the victim? And do the police know who did it? Any journalist who...

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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

“Fleeing Family” by Jay Luuu

“The Planet” by Josh Vogt

“A TEXAS SUMMER DOTTED WITH BLOOD” by Anuthaman The_ripper

“It Looks Back” by Anthony Booker

“LONDON'S FAVOURITE DAUGHTER” by Sudhir Menon

“A Writer on a Plane” by Andrés Carrizo

“In the Absence of Light ” by Liz Redt

“The Soul Window” by Rick Story

“The window beast” by Soha Awad

“Polar Opposites” by D Benjamin

“Professor Thrimble's Almanac” by Blue Green

“Havoc mind” by Oliadia Honey F

“A Window's Awakening” by Ella Ryder

“Flying Home” by Jj Gomez

“the big crime” by Angel Castillo

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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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