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

Posted in Middle School on Oct 25, 2022

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“Alyssia the Rose ” by Danni Wyett

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As I get wheeled out of the house, the smell of something fresh. Something I only dreamed of smelling, let alone seeing, was in perfect view outside of the house. Flowers. Dozens upon dozens of flowers. All different colors and smells hit me as soon as we get past the door frame. Green. Overwhelming shades of green. The color I had come to associate with the smell of crayons and the feel of markers is becoming real life. Tangible things I can taste, smell, and see. The wheels of the wheelchair get caught often, but the man wheeling me...

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“Beyond the Horizon” by Hannah :)

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The sky shone under my feet. I glided through the clouds, leaving them a little blotchier, inching warily across the scratched surface. The sun looked a little worse for wear as it sat trapped under the ice, bobbing along with the lazy flow of water. Small town, big day, my mother said as she plaited my hair. I had clutched my skates under my arms, feeling their worn-out leather rub off on my underarms. She patted my shoulder, grunting as she hoisted herself up higher on her pillows. I reached out to steady her. Slowly, I said, and s...

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“Closing The Window Panes, Of Pain” by Okey Boy

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The small window is barely letting the weak morning rays passage into my cell. But I can see the outline of the warden's face. Even with the insufficient light, I can, by his smell alone, identify him - the supervisory warden. Horizontal tribal marks crisscrossing his rumpled face like a toddler's drawing book, a large nose, a wicked husky voice, and a a smooth bald head.He is saying something while unshackling the cuffs on my legs, the morning sun glinting off the parabola of his bald brown scalp. He smells like raw fish - just like those c...

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“A Glimpse of Home” by Crew Hurste

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There was one window in the foster home. In the big gathering room on the second floor. The window stretched all the way from the floor to the ceiling. It was the only room in the whole building where one wouldn't feel trapped. Marco spent much of his time in this room, looking out this window. It was through this smooth pain of glass that Marco first saw Angel Vega. She was an average looking woman with her dull blond hair forming two braids that fell out of a baseball cap. She wore no fancy clothes, merely a t-shirt and jeans, ...

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“Mind governed” by Jd R

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Mind governed. He grew a colourful shirt, with vivid internal and external memories. His imagination was a kalleidescope of pictures, dreams and desires. Collected insects, fascinated by nature was very social as well. He united his whole infant school to orchistrared games, he was artistic, creative in mind and the external world. Had luck on his side, won every event on sports day, broke the record for a sponsored event, he never had an opposition to his needs. Barely seven years old, his world, little was he aware, was about to ...

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“Windows” by Georgette Vachon

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“Points of magical light, glimmering down on the field, illuminating the white and light-colored wildflowers.” I whispered as I gazed out the west-facing window in the living room. “What are you muttering about?” He teased, as he walked quietly up beside me, looking over my shoulder. “That!” I said, gesturing at the field, his gaze followed my hands, fingers wriggling in a fanciful gesture. “I know I’m a city boy.” Gripping my wrist gently, he kissed my fingers. “How so?” I turned toward him, curious. “I never knew stars could light up...

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“The Sparrow” by Stephanie Mariani

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Frank Barbera watched the sparrow dip its tiny legs into the ceramic bird bath he had in his back yard. It bathed its wings and frolicked nonchalantly. Some more sparrows came to join it. He felt the wind brush against his face but the sudden change in weather did not deter the sparrows. They stayed, content in their surroundings and enjoyed each other’s company. The last of the sun had disappeared behind the heavy clouds which had rolled over, covering a patchy sky. A crow swooped in from nowhere and landed on the edge of the bird bath...

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“Abuella's Kitchen” by Zara Khawar

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It was spring and the flowers bloomed, the trees filled with fruit and the fields had vegetables in abundance, the lush green grass of the meadow now had many scattered flowers which had vibrant colors, Everybody felt cheerful and excited and the town had a “Welcome spring” banner nailed to every door, Maria Santana was sleeping through a lovely and pleasant morning ,A parade of spices slid through her bedroom door and she was immediately pulled toward the aroma, she slid on her slippers and was about to see what the palatable smell was just...

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“Acceptance” by Willow May

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I yawn and manage to roll myself out of bed and to the window. The sun is just beginning to rise over the quiet suburb, and I do my daily stretches and scratches before heading in to the bathroom. My eyes burn at the bright light as I hop across the cold tiles to the fuzzy mat in front of the sink counter. After splashing the icy cold water on my face to rid myself of what little sleep I got through the night, I look up to my reflection. The words fair,...

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“The Window” by Stacy Frankenberg

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Ned hopped out of the pickup truck and slammed the door shut so hard that the old mirror on the side of the door rattled. He walked around to the back of the trailer where the lawn equipment was hauled, a lawn mower and weed eater that Ned only used to cut the grass here at this house. Ned was just about to release the latch on the trailer gate when he caught something that looked off about the old house out of the corner of his eye. The upstairs window was broken, a starburst...

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“APPLE OF ONE'S EYE- THE WINDOW” by Ajitha Pillai

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Devoir my morning tea. It ran through my esophagus and my belly knocking to remind me my most comfort area my glamour – graceful bathroom. Had a gentle & perfumed bath. My mind pushed me to my dress area. I choose to wear a bright charming green shirt and caramel shade trousers feeling so carefree. My coffee bean shaded shoes added to my breezy feel again. My own species of veg sandwich with ginger tea says ‘it’s already time for the endeavour, let’s start my friend’. I stepped out of my rented apartment with an auspicious sm...

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“From the Ashes comes a New Life” by Carol Keefer

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The fire alarm buzzes at an increasing rate at 3 a.m. Sunday. Janneke throws a coat around her shoulders, scrambling from their room, closely following the rest of the guests hustling down the seven flights of metal steps. Sobbing and wailing from small children echoing as everyone descends the steps to the main floor. Janneke’s jaw aches, droplets of sweat start to sting her eyes, fingers clutching the smooth railing to keep her from tumbling into the person in front. A man behind Janneke lost his balance, fell he...

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“A Window of Opportunity ” by Brenda Liddy

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Set your story within a window of opportunity, when a character finally has the chance to do something. A Window of Opportunity ‘The great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it’ The word window came from the Old Norse word vindauga which means ‘wind-eye’. An opening was cut in the wall in order to allow air in and smoke out. In 1618 a word was invented called defenestration, which means the ‘action of throwing out of a window’. Two Catholic deputies were tossed out of a window in a cast...

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“The Bisque Doll” by Amanda Varner

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The polished glass fogged as Rudy peered into the window, his thin boots soaking through from the snow. Her eyes were lilac, periwinkle, plum, lavender, or mulberry? Closer to violet. The shopkeeper gently placed the porcelain faced doll into the small, wooden rocking chair. Beautiful blonde curls cascaded from her head. And her eyes were the most brilliant shade of… violet. After he made sure the doll was tucked in safe, he raised his eyebrows at the spry boy who was leaving murky fingerprints on his clean glass. Ru...

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“A New Campaign” by Devin W

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Hell. Who was knocking at the door before day broke? She wanted to string Alain up for allowing someone to disturb her sleep. Rylla lit a candle to find her nightgown on the couch. Across the bed chamber, she lit the candelabra on a long cabinet. Her eyes glanced over the shadows in the corners the light could not reach. She hated waking in the dark some place strange. For a woman like her, assassins Sleep was hard enough to come by in the governor’s chambers last night after she seized the city, now she’d have to do it again when t...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 144 stories

“Alyssia the Rose ” by Danni Wyett

“Beyond the Horizon” by Hannah :)

“Closing The Window Panes, Of Pain” by Okey Boy

“A Glimpse of Home” by Crew Hurste

“Mind governed” by Jd R

“Windows” by Georgette Vachon

“The Sparrow” by Stephanie Mariani

“Abuella's Kitchen” by Zara Khawar

“Acceptance” by Willow May

“The Window” by Stacy Frankenberg

“APPLE OF ONE'S EYE- THE WINDOW” by Ajitha Pillai

“From the Ashes comes a New Life” by Carol Keefer

“A Window of Opportunity ” by Brenda Liddy

“The Bisque Doll” by Amanda Varner

“A New Campaign” by Devin W

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

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

Start your story with an unexpected knock on a window.

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