Part 1

15 0 0
                                    

I opened my window. It was my favourite part of the day. Not breakfast. Not opening the front door to venture into a fresh day ahead. But the suspenseful moment as you open your bedroom window not yet knowing what could be on the other side. It could be snowing, raining, sunny a zombie apocalypse. The best way to reveal this mystery, is to close your eyes. Do not depend on your sense of sight, but rather your sense of touch. Whether its the feeling of a gust of icy wind upon your skin, the first raindrop of the day dripping onto the very tip of your nose, or even the blood rush of a dead man delving into your brains...

A window of thoughtWhere stories live. Discover now