Young Writers Society

This is a short story and, yes, it is based upon the Kenny Chesney song x) There are going to be an estimated 5 parts, and this is the first. ...

On Barbed Wings By Iron RoseWhat do you get when a fallen angel gets another chance to redeem himself or herself? This story is about a Devil that was given ...

“Inside, now!” a tall uniformed man yelled sternly, a British accent noticeable in his low voice. Every person--adults and children, female and male--formed a neat line to a steel door. ...

OK, orginally I posted this under a different account, infinitexoxo, and I just decided to go back to this account. Don't ask. But, anyways, this is kind of cliche but ...

Hey guys. I've removed this and I'm getting it locked so I can take all your suggestions into account-there's going to be a lot changing in this story, so thanks!

"What things?" she inquired while turning down Rodriguez Street. "The night that those two men killed my parents, they beat and raped my mother," He continued,"When I saw him hit ...

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Well. Here is the third chapter of my story. Enjoy! And don't forget--you can ask questions and crit is welcome.Chapter 3.Kiera sat down on her bed and flicked open the ...

don't know if these lyric poems relate to anybody. I found these in a notebook while I was cleaning under my bed, They relate to me in a way. Just ...

Here's link one. I've posted many different versions of Papillion, but I've finally got the right one, and this is it. I hope whoever reads it likes it. Papillion Prologue ...

Another Asher Levy Vignette. We're about to get into some...some things...When I was eight years old there was this kid, I don’t remember his name, something Irish sounding I think. ...

Teenage TormentIt was the first day of my felt like winter, a thousand frozen smiles.I looked for rainbows in the moonlight.But the moonlight blinds naive eyes.There’s a danger in hungry ...

Fear the truthA feeling in my chest, I do not know its name,Just going through the motions that are filling up my brain. Conflicting emotions, they tear me up.Going through ...

3I ran after the girl, unfurling my whip with a hiss. “What was that?” I yelled. She laughed, a light, twinkling sound. It was scary enough to make me shiver. ...