Young Writers Society

The sun will shine from sea to sea Each day will began peacefully. A man on the street is now a man in a mansion, In his new business, he's ...

He sat on the window sill,He closed his eyes and cried.He had never felt so alone before,Until yesterday when his sister happened so suddenly,No one thought her life would end ...

This was written when i was 14 so please don't expect perfection. Actually never expect perfection from me! xxx Journey To A Dream This may sound strange, maybe even unusual. ...

I wrote this short story as a bit of fun. Be warned though - some people may take offence. It is only the beginning of a possibly longer story so ...

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I recently completed the first book of the series 'a song of ice and fire,' titled a game of thrones. It's adult fantasy, and so there were a few awkward ...

This is a short story(horror) I wrote for my english class (9th grade). I hope you like it because it took me forever to write but dont lie. Be brutally ...

Uh, kind of a depressing poem, was trying something new... Alone again in so much pain Wondering why I have to cry And take all of this strain Lying hurt ...

It was the hottest kind of sticky city day, and the first dark stain they found proved not to be blood but a cherry ice pop, dropped and melted from ...

i need you as you need i everything we see its eye to eye conversations last for hours as we sit in fields of fragrant flowers worlds apart yet still ...

Is anybody here a David Gemmell fan? I love his books. Heroic Fantasy, for all who don't know of him. I recommend any fantasy fans to pick up any of ...

Hey everyone! I'm really horrible at categorizing poetry but I'm pretty sure this one fits in here. This poem was my baby for a long time and I think I've ...

I m falling he finally realized. He was not really falling, but he was not really rising or even just staying still either. He kind of just was Alone. Totally ...

Dear... paper, This is some of the first paper ever produced here. Paper has been scarce for nearly seven years. We only had what was left of the paper that ...

Roses Like satin on the fingertips, Wet with dew, Like a lovers sweet sweat, After you have coaxed the last gasp from their lips. And when the petals of roses ...