Young Writers Society

“That’s a gold card! How did you get that?” she was astounded by something I didn’t understand.“Alison- my youth worker- gave me an envelope with it inside I didn’t open ...

I turned running flat out. I felt faster, more alert; my eyes scanned everything more intensely now picking out tiny details I had never noticed before as I sped down ...

My GoodbyesHolding the bright red roses in my hand made the reality hit harder as I watched the caskets being lowered further into the ground. Surrounding the pit only friends ...

Love of WordsChapter 2I sighed as we arrived at the dark forest green door. The white mansion seemed to loom above us and my mother knocked. A man in uniform ...

Any title ideas, guys? This one just doesn't feel right. So this is my newest - don't worry, I'm still working on the others, I just needed a break - ...

Chapter 1: The setupThe room wasn’t large. You pay sixty dollars a night you at least want, no maybe not want maybe just expect, expect a room that you can ...

Deleted for re-write.Can be found under the new title Broken But Not Crushed!~day

Shes Not Normally So Cynical,But Shes Just So Worn Out,For The Things Bestowed Upon Her Heart,Have Filled Her Up With This Abysmal Day And Age,She Struggles For Recognition,Why Must She ...

This is my first posting on this site. Well, my first fiction posting, I've done the required reviews, I promise Any and all comments are helpful!********Snow fell in fat, soft ...

Chicago...overwhelming, beautiful city. everything is new to meit's easy to find colorhiding in between the big,gray buildings trying to reach the sky.there's love here, toobecause everywhere i lookco

This is a true story about what happened during school yesterday. It is in my point of view. I tried hard not to use the names of the real people ...

Be not my worldfor if you were my worldthen your laughter becomesthe earthquakes rattling my bones;and those tears trail downas rain, poisoning my not my world,where your voice resembleswind: to ...

Hello everyone! This is something I've just come up with. Just give me your feedback, if this story interests you enough that you want to read further. Your comments and ...

Every time when I am visualizing you in my dreams it strikes me how sinful is the nature of my thoughts.L-ovely features of your face would not fade away even ...

I smell death on the wind, chocking plumes of purple smoke reminding me of lives lost. I smell blood, staining walls of white, and black ashes, the colour of mourning. ...