Young Writers Society

Riya sat on a rock about ten feet away from the sea. She tried to push back tears as she looked at the waves, the moonlight playing on them and ...

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Again, I'm asking readers to judge whether this is good enough for a poetry contest. Thanks in advance.The BelieverA pair of shady zealous eyes,Chase the soaring of the sun,They still ...

My Soldier In GrayYou packed away,I told you to stay.You are so brave,My soldier in gray.I told you no,And you said yes.I said don’t go,But for you it was best.You ...

Outside I could hear children’s delighted screams of joy. As they spent their day in the playground, soaring on the wings of imagination, the sun was shining down upon them. ...

Please review! I haven't finished! I know most of you don't have babies, but if you have a little brother or sister, maybe you can help me add some more. ...

On an autum breeze red and gold flutter and flyweaving through the sky

1st Of SeptemberJulie is now officially Dad and Susan’s kid. This means she has to hold the twins when she asks and I can’t do nothing about it. Good thing ...

Have you heard of "Going Green?" You probably have unless you've been under a rock your whole life. They tell you that we have to save the earth. They tell ...

As I sit there, the blackness closes in on me. I am unconscious and unaware of what is happening. As I hear a car door open, I realize what has ...

Spoiler! : Note: I would like to thank Kamas, who endured many versions and readings of this and was honest, patient, and helpful throughout; I'd probably never write slam without ...

In the cold dark forestI lay down to restFeeling the darkness settleIn the light that meddlesLooking up I see the red eyesThat looked like crimson skiesAnd the love he gives ...

A/N: I'm glad that the first installment had somehow gathered good responses. This chapter is infinitely longer. I wonder where this story would go? I actually only thought of it ...

I hate my father. I hate what he’s done and I will never forgive him.---Stacey was my best friend. We loved each other just as much as best friends should. ...

She never believes it when I sayAnd I never believe it when she sayI love youAnd I shouldn't complain about itI should take it like a man and walk up ...