Young Writers Society

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I walk waiting for my chance to spring, to attackThe yellow school bus pulls up to the stopMy mind becomes frantic with images of what is about to transpireMy need ...

Forever(part 2)By:Laylaguys i totally hate this piece and was on the phone while writing this. so I'm going to rewrite.(DONT WASTE YOUR TIME READING ALL. THE STORY WILL CONFUSE YOU ...

I amA daydreamer.I wonderAbout other worlds.I hearVoices in my head. (jk)I seeAdventures.I wantTo be someone else.I amA daydreamer.I pretendTo be on other worlds.I feelRestless.I touchOthers lives.I w

Ch 2 - A Startling RealityWe coasted into town just as the sun reached its peak. Sweat collected on my brow and back as I wheeled my bike to a ...

Yeah... i know... I need to think of another title... Ch 1 - A DiscoveryThe cool night air blew through my window and tickled my face as I lay in ...

Okay... so, before you read this, I would like to say that I wrote the part in bold and the other parts were written by the two boys in my ...

One upon a time there was a girl named Analisa. This girl, unlike everyone else, had pointy ears. All her childhood, people would make fun of her and call her ...

Could only I see Anna for what she was? Either this was true or others ignored her imperfection. In the final days I spent watching Anna I studied her completely. ...

There was once a lovely lady ostrich. Her name was Matilda. She always got her own way and many male ostriches fell in love with her because of her immense ...

I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my pixie style hairdo, with bangs that grazed my eyebrows above my sky blue eyes. Each time the comb went through my ...

Chapter 1: I walked into the school, breathing in the sweet smell of break. One more day, seven more hours, and six more classes. Shouldn’t be too hard. I strutted ...

This is just the prologue to an idea I have, tell me if it's any good. Oh, and the title isn't final. At all. I know that it's horrible x) ...

Hey I'm not sure about the name my sister thought of it and it kinda fits in with the story so... Anyway I wanted to get some suggestions on that. ...

The voices of angelsbreath through his lips.The roar of a lionresides in his chest. So pure is he,who sings with the birds,who runs with the river. At one is he,with ...