Young Writers Society

Sorry it's so long. Don't be discouraged by length. This is when all the exciting things happen.********I sat up from my illuminated bed and pulled on a winter coat. The ...

i curled my fingersdirty with feararound uu were glowing. i tried to cover your light from spreading into my darkness. i tried to cover your lightfrom spreading into my blackened ...

THE CHAOS FLAMEEver since I was little I was made fun of for not having powers my parents would not allow me to use them so I trained with the ...

I am new here so please be nice. I hope I'm doing this right. I am currently working on a story about a pack of werewolves. It's told by a ...

This is for Aqua's contest. It was for the prompt of my earliest childhood memory. I sat in the circle at my kindergarten, staring across the circle to my best ...

Hi, this is a prologue to a novel I plan to write when I'm done editing my last one. Would love to get some feedback - mainly interested in hearing ...

I could hear whispers as I walked through the hall, head down, eyes on the floor."I heard that she goes out back and blows guys by the gym," one said."Well, ...

Hi! I've edited the three chapters I've put up. Thanks to everyone who has commented and reviewed!! TanyaPrologueMoira Haney wrapped her arms protectively around her distended belly. She peered into ...

I was looking through some of the fanfiction and I have found nothing that really hooks, like that one time a three pronged fishing hook that my ear. Not that ...

I am just starting to write poetry. What do you guys think?The Beach Man BluesOn an off tilt stroll, through the cumbersome court,Lay the sand of an unwanted shore.While the ...

They did it in a very cunning way. First, they tapped into the supermarket security systems, which held all of the credentials of every customer who had ever used a ...

It was the best of time, and it was the worst of times. I had just fallen in love for the very first time; I was getting good grades; I ...

Memoirs of AliChapter SevenThree days later I stood hidden in the grass by the porch, my heart pounding and my mind racing wildly. By my calculations, Aussie would be coming ...

ColourblindThe sound of blades and guns and bombsLeak from the battlefield Like blood from the eyes of soldiers.Blood that stains hands of leadersWho lock their hearts in little black boxesAnd ...

The pen hits the paperGently and daintilyWriting the words Of a little girl's roams the linesAs above tears fallSmearing the wordsOf the pen's work.