Young Writers Society

The second installment of a story I've been working on. You can find part one here.This is supposed to be the 4th chapter, but I cut out the stuff in ...

This is very short, and it's not meant to be longer. I was just listening to "Lime Tree" by Bright Eyes and the idea came into my head. Tear it ...

hope u guys like it....sorry about the English but I'm a Spanish speaker, its just easier for me to write in English...(hahahaha weird I know ) its just a really ...

Okay, THIS is the last one of these until I get more feedback. Three The place Amelia had thought was the Kay County Fair turned out to be just as ...

The Tears of the Dead A wail sounded in the usually quiet neighborhood. Within the dark house, someone flicked on a lamp. "Hush, baby, hush," A gentle voice cooed in ...

Aladdin: thieving girl chapter 1 In the dark a shadow moves. It moves swiftly as not to disturb the people asleep in there beds as the man passes by houses, ...

Before … I was in my bed. Not quite asleep anymore, but I felt that familiar peacefulness that makes you want to lay like that forever. Saturday mornings were always ...

“Hey Tara, I bet can eat more subs than you.” Zephyr grinned hugely. I smiled and shook my head slowly; everything was a competition for Zephyr. “Can’t you wait till ...

This is my first time submitting something, so do not get too mad if I did something wrong. A little mad is alright. OvercastThe sun shines cheerfully above the human ...

Did anyone read this? If you've read Speak (by the same author), this is a great companion book. Even if you haven't read Speak, this book was amazing, and, in ...

Note: This poem was written for my next-door neighbor, who has pancreatic cancer and about two or three weeks left to live.I know the flow is a little bit off, ...

The door slammed shut, grating slightly across the wooden floor. A lock is drawn across spilling a cloud of rust and dirt under the door, difusing into the air it ...

- and the basement smelled of old cigarette smoke and chipped paint. It smelled like sweat and urine – infecting the air like musky perfume – and the walls seemed ...

"Found" is the first book in a new series by Margaret Peterson Haddix. Has anybody read it yet? And if so, what did you think of it?

Chapter Four Death was an unusually cruel circumstance, I was just realizing. Perhaps where I was now actually was Hell. What kind of person—God—would allow someone to remain in a ...