Stories tagged “window”

  • In the Morning

    The lights had gone out a long time ago. All safety had vanished with the first flicker of the bulbs. A lightning flash sent her burrowing under the covers, making her ignore the subtle creaking of the bedroom door. “Kitty-cat?” She had wok...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Pantone 286C

    From the window of her room, she could see the sea and the sky. Hard to see much else from the top of the highest tower in a castle perched on a cliff. On the best days, pale, fluffy clouds floated weightlessly in a cornflower sky, while their reflecti...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Fearful Whispers in the Dark

    Breathing building to a feral pace, Thomas slid from his cot. Eyes darting back and forth in the dark, he shoved and contorted his pillow and sheet under the blanket to create a decoy. Surprised at a nimbleness he hardly remembered, he clambered up to ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Widow's Window

    Widow Marion was not the average widow. Only married 11 years ago, then to lose the love of her life in a tragic accident at the place of her husband’s employment. She sat in her quaint (and now lonely) bedroom peering out a large stained-glass w...

  • Authoritative Detective Work

    The author gave Gweneth a quizzical stare. There was something wrong here, and it was her given duty as the author to find out what that was. “Well, normally, here in this world… “Meeting your creator” isn’t seen as a good...

  • The Last Letter

    She sat at the window, pen in hand, looking at the blank sheet of paper upon her knees. This is harder than she thought. The only reason why she refused to say it face to face is she knew she would say the wrong things- hurtful, jealous, unforgiving. N...

    • Author: Mirror
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Supposed to be together

    I stared out my window at the pouring rain. There was only one day till summer and it was raining. That’s not what was on my mind though. Lucas’s glare was still in my mind. I told Megan about it. She said I was probably over reacting ̶...

    • Author: Violet
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
  • Peeping Tom

    The cold from the window pane was throbbing against his forehead.His breath contorted the glass and he convulsed with anticipation at the images he saw . He had been standing in the one place for so long his toes were pins and needles and he had double...

    • Author: Marli
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Forever Forget

    She stared out of the taxi window at the rain. She watched the rain run down the window leaving little trails then disappearing forever. She stared at her reflection in the window and watched the tears run down her face. The tears would never stop, nev...

    • Author: Violet
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ginger: Panorama of the Past

    Breathless, inexpressible wonderment. I was on a hillside looking out across a million sun-drenched rooftops, more konkreet buildings than I could fathom, from here to the horizon and beyond. Towering over the buildings were a dozen shining steel rods ...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Good For Nothing Detective: Jones Missing Pants

    “May I offer you some tea?” Detective Jones stood from behind the bench, making his way to the window. Where sat two sets of books, and a kettle on a hot stove. “Mr. Jones why are you not wearing any pants and further more where is your pants?

  • Once, there were blue fairies.

    I used to watch them from my bedroom. Peering out of my window hoping they wouldn’t see me. Little sparks of blue that flickered and shot around the garden, cute little smiles on their faces as they put the flowers to sleep for the night and woke...

  • Predictability

    Today would be like all the rest. The real mailman would drop off the mail at 8 am and we would organize that with all of the files. The real mailman was a 60 year old male that anyone would want as their grandpa. He had a round belly, but it wasn̵...

  • listen...to the violent silence

    She was watching him, waiting “You don’t know,” he started, “the silence, its killing me inside. I’m dying. The silence, isn’t it affecting you? Or am I the only one going insane?” The coffee was now resolved to a ring at the bottom of hi...

  • i won't be home for christmas

    The snow fell lightly, covering the row of brick houses in a dense white blanket. Children ran through the alley whooping and cheering because of the snow day, parents grumbled as they shoveled pathways out of their doors. I watched them from the windo...

  • Spider on the Window

    I awoke on a cold-metal table. There were others standing around me, though I couldn’t make out their features from behind the device that pinned me to the table like a squashed fly. When I realized I was immobile, I panicked, screamed, tried to ...

  • Outside, Inside, and Openings

    Peter shifted, borrowed dress shoes crunching gravel, “Let’s go. I told you it was bullsh…” “We’re not going anywhere,” Ryan shot back over his shoulder flatly. Again he knocked, more resolutely this time, R...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Catch The Moon

    Here I sit in my small room I don’t need much space, just enough to keep me company. Four walls and a ceiling. And a floor. Why did they put the floor so close to the ground? My little window lets me see people as they go by, which isn’t ve...

    • Author: KevSaund
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Lectures, Distractions, and Secretions

    “…considerations of the metaphysical must never be given undo precedence in the face of the mythical…” Thaddeus droned on and on, as he always did. Lenora’s mind began to wander, as it often did. The slanting rays of the s...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Beginning of the Night

    Both of her parents were out of town that weekend, so it startled her even worse when she heard an obknoxious noise coming from the room down the hall, especially at the late hour that it was. It sounded like the window had opened for the rain outside ...

  • Trickmaster

    The haze clears. He remembers why he’s chained to this throne of cobwebs and starlight, why he’s grounded here, at the edge of midnight. Hunger rips at him from the inside, a frenzied monster gone too long without sustenance. Thirst strangl...

  • Thanatos in Winter

    Adrift in his own tumultuous sea, Darren staggered through the crowds. Rosy faces puffed clouds of contented condensation, all seeing but not noticing. Gaeity blared from the display windows, toys, clothes, tools, and assorted finery—the accoutre...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Extemporaneous Instance of Skin; Enlightened Love

    The transparent surface reflects flesh eclipsing our skeleton’s silence on the water’s akimbo window a solid flow of indigo limbs where all we know bends like elbows; it blends where waving movements never end and I’m a part of ti...

  • Skidding Shirley on the Ceiling

    But perturbedness soon gave way to astonished gasps and the sound of newspaper photographers’ old-timey camera flashes going off. Though wobbling unsteadilly and hooting all the while, Shirley did not fall; rather, she remained atop that most res...

    • Author: remora
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.