Young Writers Society

Atrianna looked into the faces of the young elves, the gazed into each pair of eyes that turned on her. A tear ran down her face, she took in a ...

Don’t believe it. Someone is trying to spread the rumor that life is easy. But you aren’t going to let them feed you that pack of lies are you? I ...

This poem was written by my 9 year old cousin Summer I once had a frog and I pulled off it's legs. I clipped them off with a couple of ...

Chapter 1 New York City December 18 12: 45 am I was numb to the cold. It was below freezing and I felt absolutely normal, but then again I couldn't ...

This is the first book in the Alex Rider series (there are 6 books) and it rocks. Alex Rider the 14 year old boy has his uncle, his only carer ...

There was a little postage stamp no bigger than your thumb, but it stuck right to the job until it's work was done. They licked it and they pounded it ...

After a colossal bribe of gold and roast able animals, the orks returned to their encampment and feasted. Led by Gerhart the proud yet short dwarfs had to do this ...

You are the sage green color of my life your growth bears no fruit - just leaves, reams of them, stapled theories on the branches of your mind dreams that ...

Sun set across the meadow of another world. Towers of bark and oceans of water lillies graced the earth with their prominent beauty. Kara smiled wearily at the orange sky, ...

Delicate and thin Like the string hung above And around My neck Delicate and thin And thy queen, so dainty And bright, like the sun Sits above And on My ...

It's a mild R. Since there are younger people here on the site, I thought I'd rate it R. Part Three: Clarity It has been ten years since the night ...

Wait! This is the second part in a series of three. If you haven't read go do that now. Part One: Inevitable I think each section can stand on its ...

Chapter 1 Introduction "DING!! DONG!!" The church bells rang. Their sounds covered the streets and the Kingdome like a blanket of joy. People danced in the street and cried tears ...

Did any of it ever really matter? she wondered as she looked out at the passing strangers beyond the glass of her window. She tried to pretend that she were ...

I wrote this song for Hurricane Katrina and Tsunami Victims. But please, don't feel that you have to critique lightly becaude of that. Verse One The water comes up from ...