Young Writers Society

( it does end up as a fantasy ) Wataru gave a little nod , the men that flanked him moved purposely forward , six swords were drawn naked . ...

He's just as lost as you are, Trapped in the world, an endless maze. Everything around is like a blurry haze, People without faces, people without change. They all try ...

(If anyone's read my other stuff, I apologize. I just seem to have a bar-fixation these days. This is lighter satire of the fantasy genre as a whole) Some Bars… ...

FADE IN On screen image is the flickering flame of a candle, burning bright against the dark, representative of the hope that exists in all dark places. We hear the ...

Alexzander ran to the main tent as fast as he could. He finally arrived and pulled the tent fabric back. He saw a few of the circus master's older performers. ...

1,2 skip a few 99,100 3,4 ther is more 99,100 5,6 get some sticks 99,100 7,8 you're going to be late 9,10 be a hen 99,100 11,12 get a nerve ...

A lo-o-ong so-o-ong a Shórt port a tall ball a (fat) bat A nice rice and a annoying poem!!!! (Reply quick!!!!!!!! you dipstick!!!!!!!!!)

A cruel smile spread across her thin lips as she approached the wall and the thin, bloody heap. The heap was a young girl with blond hair wearing a yellow ...

May my friendships always be 　　　　The most important thing to me; 　　With special friends I feel I'm blessed, So let me give my very best. I want to do much ...

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I walked brusquely along the dirty sidewalk, absently studying the cracked cement. I thought of my duties when I got home: work, and the mess that abided in my apartment. ...

Midnight Flight The hands crept silently toward their destination; each second passed in painful slowness. I waited, silently, hoping my prayers would be answered. Finally the last second passed, the ...

We were close when you went away, We held hands, cuddled, and talked. You left me for months, But I tried so hard not to leave you. We talked while ...

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The sun shines brightly on two girls, talking, laughing, bells chiming lightly in their voices, echoing down the sleepy street. They speed away on flashes of color, pedaling hard, each ...