Through My Window English Version Novels & Stories

explained Anna. I let out a sigh of relief, understanding this situation now. I only replied to Anna's words with a faint smile. Anna walked through my room with her eyes, as if she was assessing the decoration of my room, which to me looks familiar. "You must be comfortable with a wide window like that," said Anna, pointing at my bedroom window. My bedroom window curtains open wide enough to reveal the darkness of the night "Are you uncomfortable? I'm going to close this window curtain," I said

Adrеnаlіnе flооdѕ mу ѕуѕtеm, аѕ I аррrоасh. I fееl so awkward but whеn thе wіndоw rоllѕ dоwn, the mаn gawks аt me, rоllѕ thе window bасk up, аnd drіvеѕ аwау. Fоr a second, I get a reasonably сlеаr rеflесtіоn of mуѕеlf іn hіѕ passenger window. Shit. It’ѕ nо wonder hе ran оff.

I open the huge window and look around making sure that no one will saw me. "What the fuck are you planning to do?" He angrily utter. I rolled my eyes as I take off my heels. "Taking the shortcut, obviously" I replied with sarcasm. "Herravie!" He called my name in an authoritative voice but I just ignore him. I didn't waste time and jump from the window without hesitation. I groan in pain as I hit the ground and rolled on the bermudas grass. "Merda!" I wince when my back hit the rock.

I had no idea I could get this happy with having a proper bathroom. My eyes went to the drawn curtains, a window... I placed my feet on the ground and stood up. I half ran and half tripped to the curtain and flung them open. It was a glass window and behind it, I could see bricks. All the locks on the window were melted so that no one could pick them and if that wasn't enough, the brick was there to take all the hope away.

For some reason unknown to me, my mind kept returning to it. "I wonder... Could it be what I think?" I wondered, closely examining the opening. I needed to understand what about the window intrigued me and captured my attention. Ultimately, I concluded that it must be an option for escape, but I considered it too risky. To confirm my suspicion, I approached the window for a closer look. My suspicion was confirmed as I was shocked by what I saw – it faced the main road where cars passed through. How could I possibly escape through it? Just then, I knew that death was calling in place of an escape.

Tonight, they’d opened most of them. From the second-floor window, I watched guests swirl like colorful insects below. I held my phone, still listening to the warm voice speaking in that rare language few in this country could understand. “So, did you receive it?” the voice asked. “Yes,” I replied softly in the same language. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.” “No need to thank me. But when will you come back? I’ve been sleeping terribly lately.” A small smile tugged at my lips. “When I finish what I need to do.”

Chapter 3- A Perfect Day Drrrrr! Crash! Bang! Melo was awoken by crashing and banging happening outside his room. What kind of ruckus is happening? He thought to himself. He slightly opened his eyes but all he saw were the lights peeking through his window blinds, beaming across the room. He scooted to the other side of the bed, facing his big glass window that is covered with white blinds. Then, he slipped two of his fingers in between the blinds and allowed just the right amount of light to pass through.

“Wanna see what you can do?” “Yes.” “Let’s go to the window. Think about it.” He encourages. The moment I think about it, I’m up and moving towards the window at an alarming rate. Maybe I’ll stop when I get there? Nope! My lower half slams into the wall and I tumble out of the open window, plummeting straight down. “Huh?!”

I pressed my fingers on the floor, supporting myself to get up. In seconds, I was up. I looked around, and there was only one way to leave here. The window. I chuckled. A sad sound. Because there was no way I would fit in through the window. Unless… My eyes looked around… The baseball bat. I rushed to it. Picking it up, the bat connected with the glass. Shattering it. Four more hits, and I was sure I could pass through. Instantly, My head popped out of the window. But not before—

Blood trickled down my temple, warm and sticky. “Fuck,” I breathed, voice ragged. “Why won’t you just…” A sudden crack echoed, a window gave way under my desperate pounding. Shards of glass sprayed inward, slicing lightly across my hands. I hissed through clenched teeth but pushed on, breaking through the barrier inch by agonizing inch. Finally, with a shuddering heave, I hauled myself over the torn window frame. My body sagged against the slick earth as I hit the ground hard, breath whooshing from my lungs.