Young Writers Society

My feet tapped along to the punk rock music blasting in my ears. My curly, dark brown hair blew in the wind as my Mother drove down the interstate, swerving ...

I sat down. A cup of coffee in one hand, the remote in another, pointed vaguely in the direction of my television. Warmth crept through the cheap, thin porcelain, my ...

Forever. Forever started in April, but the weather felt like May. We’re sixteen and we can plan our future and make our promises. We can hold on together until forever ...

"I wanna try!" a girl yelled merrily. "May I, please?" "Samantha, are you sure you want to try it?" a guy, who was a little older than the girl, questioned. ...

***Great. Another old story. -_-"What are you doing?" a girl inquired angrily in the background, staring at them, bewildered. "Bethany, I...was just kissing her..." the guy explained after he broke ...

A teenage boy stared at a girl about the same age as him. She could feel his eyes burning into her skin as if she were being branded. He watched ...

***Oh my...I wrote this when I was ten, I think O_OLong ago lived a queen, who was worshiped by her people very much. Everyone loved her and looked up to ...

"Wanna go to a movie?" he had asked shyly. "Sure," I had replied. Had I just been asked to go out on a date? And not just with any guy, ...

Emaizi Bacar drew open heavy emerald drapes to let the sunshine pour into her office. She smiled, absorbing the rays for a moment before walking over to a green marble ...

Sudden brain blast, lemme know what you think!~.~.~ We didn't want this to happen. We do care, despite our reputations. But this was something we did not foresee, we did ...

Number 13 of The List. They do not need to be read in order. ---She’s standing at edge of the road, and the streetlight is shining down on the top ...

A sidewalk oceanbroken softly by sky tearsdrip-drop sounds like homeGravel-studded roadflanked by horses and fences;a place no cars go.Nature's beauty willnot be confined to three lines.I am still try

I walked the halls of the place I've seen everyday. The jocks always hitting on a girl; every once in a while, I'll get lucky and they will talk to ...

CHAPTER TWOThe man stood up and walked toward her. Pandora wrapped her self tightly in the unfamiliar blanket. The man stared at her with a it of a smile. Her ...

Hey, I'm new to Young Writer's Society. So there are bound to be mistakes, and feel free to point them out. I've looked it over and over though so I ...