Young Writers Society

In Being Left Standing I. Just an Invitation… Her eyes were huge. Wide, silver, the colour of the sky above a rainy sea. It was pouring with abandon that seems ...

first person I am sitting in a corner café with a girl I despise. I despise this girl. She is ugly and has the most annoying lisp in the world. ...

Infinite Moment In this second just after nothingness and right before existence is the entire universe. Stars that disintegrate and become suns and life and spinning rocks surrounded by gaseous ...

Hide and Seek: The Child I can hear voices. I feel the warmth of a hand touching me gingerly. “Are you sure?” asks a soft, quavering voice. “It’s positive, Kayla,” ...

I wrote a very silly story last year, when I was exploring with point of view. I'm wondering if anyone can give me any critiques or some helpful suggestions? The ...

There Is Nothing Left To Lose The wind howled against my window that night and fell to the pane below it. The air behind it was calm like the stagnant ...

Brianna leaned back in the green deck chair, reading the letter she held in her hands. It was a nice letter: full of news, very descriptive, questions were asked about ...

I liked it. You write really well. I just didn't understand it that well, and in the second paragraph I didn't know whether they were speaking or thinking or whatever. ...

this is one of my first stories, hehe... ****************************** Flames and smokes engulfed the village of Houndstooth. The residents scrambled to safety, but few made it. What or who could ...

The World's First Ostrich Chirp was small. No, he was tiny, a midget. No he was practically microscopic! He hated being small. He wished he would have a sudden growth ...

"I hate you mum!" I slammed the door hard, the old and rotten building shook and the door cracked at the side. I let out a long and painful sigh. ...

Here's the untilted story I'm working was originally titled "Angels and Demons," but obviously I can't use that one now... Prologue Three years ago... Lucifer walked down the streets of ...

Circus of Sorrow or The Spirit of the Circus Leone walked on, shoulders drooping, eyes down and hands in his pockets. He didn’t belong here any more, he was too ...

SEEKER OF THE BLADE Prologue War was upon these people, and they knew it. Dusk had long settled on the city of Lalthan, where men had been killing these Jackals ...

I've been researching stupid roanoke for like a month now...time to have fun. I'm not feeling it as much as Hourglass, but it will come with time, I think... Bristol, ...