Young Writers Society

(This is something that i started and kinda felt had promise but, as is my way it lost momentum and currently fails to make any progress, i have quite a ...

I traced my fingers around your body but you never wanted to be called a masterpiece, You don't mean to be rude but the knife in my hand is cutting ...

I'm really not sure about this one, so any constructive criticism would be more than welcome. Light This silhouette lies beside me Faint curves of silver amidst an eternity of ...

*Leah is a young, healthy girl with thick limbs and strong muscles. Her hair is a deep brown, her eyes dark like pools of oil. She is not overweight nor ...

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Roman soldiers attack twelve year old Atticus’s village, killing and abducting the helpless and stupefied villagers. His father takes him up and rushes out of their burning hut, where his ...

*I wrote this when I was eleven in italy it's one of my only decent poems from that time. Just wondered what you thought. I've put it up as i ...

Julia sat in tears so desperate to be able to think and focus. But it was no use. No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t focus on her work. ...

This is a bit of what I've been doing for Nano...but I'm going to use it for something else if the rest of my NaNo is as crappy as I ...

Thanks to all the help I got I was able to eddit this. Hope you like it. I am thinking of calling this [i]Times Turning[/i], what do you think? Renallia ...

oh wow, very powerful imagery and choice of words... casts a lot of coinciding emotions to the reader; I would not change a thing... although... you might want to... But ...

The unnamed story A very special thank you to everyone who bullied me, outcasted me, and insulted me when I was young without that childhood trauma I may never have ...

he has us all colour-coded in yellow-metal-ring binders filed under last name and cashspending hobby he catalogues his apolstery by pattern first, then hue and the chuck of metal thrashing ...

foliage - where are you? hidden beneath the concrete tremor only cement cracks show a shade of green in the darkened soot air a young boy with stoney limbs stares ...

Indigo Children I arousal Indigo Children of Tarturus painted dark with holy inscriptions what has left your healing tears pooling at your feet? is it the violent sun bursting into ...