Young Writers Society

Somewhere in an unknown land. In a country called Sylas .Lived a widowed King and his daughter. This King was a loving and humble King and The whole Kingdom adored ...

Henry never expected or anticipated what happened that year at soccer camp. Mary had finally become a closer friend to him. She had utterly abandoned the childish attractions she had ...

012. Her Great Flood Tuesday. Nina had youth group. At lunch, I hid my face in my hair. I had never seen her in the cafeteria, but maybe she was ...

He was here, in this class. My breath became quick and short as he gracefully sat beside me. I smiled as his beautiful green eyes locked on mine. He smiled ...

1. THE BUZZER OF MY ALARM CLOCK WENT OFF LOUDLY AS I WOKE from my sleep. I wiped the crust from my eyes and laid there thinking about my day ...

Part Four: I was speechless. The whole situation made sense…and it was unbelievable. I watched the ducks quack in the lake, as the silence engulfed us. Was he joking? “ ...

Things Left Unsaid Twelve years since I last saw her. She didn’t even smile at me or wave a sweet goodbye when we parted at school. But then again, she ...

Hey! Yes, I know, it's finally here! It's a tab shorter than the others, but the next one is going to be a lot longer and very dramatic, so it ...

The fire crackled sharply and cast red shadows across our faces. The heat from the fire only gave warmth to the front of our bodies, so naturally, I was still ...

I hop off my bike exhausted from the bike ride to Betty’s Diner. As soon as I open the door it jingles, and my brothers are already greeting me. Some ...

Dear Dom, It has been days since I last received a letter from you. I hate living without you here. We were so perfect in high school, everything was so ...

“I need to talk to you,” he said quietly, stealing my soccer ball from my hands. I grinned, stealing it back. “Right,” I said spinning it in my hands before ...

The house smells. Well, it does. And the roof is falling apart and the rusty door-knobs are giving me a rash. I think it’s about time we got out of ...

Chapter Two Meet Kasey I could feel my heart beating rapidly as I walked through the door of my house, with my parent’s eyes glaring at my back. I could ...

“This is your room.” The receptionist informed me as we stopped in front of a maple door with the number 82 on it. 82? Were there really more than 50 ...