A Través De Mi Ventana Novels & Stories

Jasmine Pov: The sunlight directly fall on my face peeking through the drapes of the window, sunlight itself have many advantages, but for me it brings out a new day which should be done with a fresh start, it's rays indicate that the day which consists of bad memories is gone by giving a new ray of hope.

I yell out over the wind. I hear the glass shatter in the window and glass begins to twist around me in the wind. With my arms still tied to the chair, I am unable to shield my face from the dangerous wind that is flying around me. The glass cuts into my skin, leaving shallow cuts all over my body.

Fueled by the moment's enthusiasm, I navigated to the window with trepidation and excitement, my pulse quickening with the rising tide of anticipation. The night air enveloped me in its embrace, its cool touch starkly contrasting the fire that burned within my veins. With trembling hands, I pushed the window open, allowing the silvery moonlight to cascade into the room and bathe me in its ethereal glow. In my mind, Jasmin's voice offered a reassuring presence, a gentle reminder of the power within me, urging me to embrace the unknown confidently.

SABRINA I stood at the window, gazing out at the lush green forest beyond the glass. The sunlight filtering through the leaves cast dappled shadows on the ground, and the sound of birdsong filled the air. "They are getting closer, I sense it," I said, my voice low and serious.

Casey P.O.V It was Sunday morning, and the sunlight streamed gently through my window, casting soft, golden shadows across the room. The faint chirping of birds outside my window added to the serene ambiance. I stretched lazily in bed, savouring the quiet, before finally pulling myself up. Another day, another routine.

I asked myself, as I open my eyes again and looked around me. An unfamiliar place with only me and the sunlight's presence around, coming from the window's transparent glass. Outside the windowed glass was a view that was a world that I could see from where I am. A view of a beautiful city landscape of some unknown place. Where lights of various colors flickered like stars, resting on the ground. I put a a frown on my face.

Mari hopped into the garden through a window tha t overlooked the outside and came inside again through the main door. Tbc…

This quiet stretch of time with him close. She let out a soft sigh as she stretched her limbs, feeling the satisfying pull of muscles loosening after a restful night’s sleep. Slowly, she rose from the bed, her bare feet pressing against the cool floor. Instinctively, her gaze drifted toward the open window, where a gentle breeze fluttered the edge of the curtain. Beyond the frame, the sky stretched wide and cloudless, painted in hues of soft blue and kissed by the golden morning light. The air looked crisp and clean, the kind of morning that seemed to invite movement, clarity, and calm. It was the kind of day that promised serenity; a perfect opportunity to step outside, breathe deeply, and

Outside my window, the wind rattled through the trees; a low, mournful sound that almost made me laugh. I leaned closer to the glass, pressing my forehead against the chill. “Goodnight, sweet sister,” I whispered to the dark. “Dream while you can.”

But I could force the window open. One breath of air at a time.