Young Writers Society

This is a modern day re-write of Charles Dickens's A Christmas Carol, based around a couple of my music teachers and the situation we are currenlty in with crippling budget ...

...something wonderful happened.

I've lost all my friends to Facebook They're not talken to me now I've lost all my friends to facebook, and by god I'll tell you how. Some nerd in ...

It gets scary, When you leave the world behind and all that's left is your empty shell and a heart full of sorrow. Never again shall I fly away. I ...

When it became more than a prospect, the creator etched out white stars for the blue sky, warming each piece before placement. And then man became of the land, he ...

I just don't share worries with this match box world. I don't care for small talk, don't need alcohol to dowse the living flame. When all the city sways together ...

On the Rise - Eoghan McDermott The gaudiness of her plastic face

Just a warning: You might not like or understand any or all of it. It is a crude take on, well, the ironies and cliches present today. Not very well ...

She's young, She's learning, She lived Now she's dying. She, her soul, is heaven sent, With Hell's intention, But that last bit, They never seem to mention. God said Let ...

If Amberly could have cried, she would be. She would be crying and screaming and yelling, and possibly breaking a couple of noses. But she can’t. All she can ...

Fire rushing through my veins, Down my spine, Blinding my eyes. It's all I see, It's all I hear, The blood rushing to my brain. The elastic is pulled, The ...

Chronic Insecurity, Sudden Onset. It hits the lungs first; Rips the air from your chest. The heart comes after. The pain is intense, Your years of well earned flatteries, crushed ...

Misappropirate My heart, you're no different to the rest of them.

- I got really bored one day and started writing, don't judge me. ATTENTION! Some of the words/phrases in this passage are not real words, I AM VERY SORRY. ...

A Generation at War We are a generation of gyrating on the dance floor, bodies grinding the world into dust a Peter Pan complex where age is just a ...