Young Writers Society

I’m dead, but it’s mostly an inconvenience

Nothing replied, I promise.

This is a short Poem about what most of us are on the inside. note this is a copy of another work of mine that was posted as an essay.

this it just a pixle art of sirius black from harry potter

It’s actually a poem but it wouldn’t let me change it to that

A conversation between an Cloud and the Sky

We can't predict what happens in the very next moment of our lives. Life is all about suspenses, happy and sad ones. And such was their lives too...

For LGBTQIA and them because i knew someone who was in love with someone and they were gay but one parent didn't accept LGBTQIA, it was a sin to them.

EXPECTATIONS.....HAVE HEARD LOT ABOUT THIS WORD BUT DO YOU HOW THIS WORD CAN EFFECT PEOPLE.IN THIS STORY I WANT TO DIVERT YOUR TINY ATTENTION TO THE

For Morgan...

A romantic something more real than reality.

SHE DIED EVERY SECOND SHE BREATHED is a poem about a girl facing PTSD (post - traumatic stress disorder) and how the nightmares haunt her in wide dayl

A collection of four movie reviews, most of which probably qualify as "hot takes."

When childhood and adult life meet.

A lengthy political polemic against FORCED diversity in film, and the Social Justice Warrior ideals held by those who advocate for such nonsense.