Young Writers Society

Please forgive me, this is my first time actually writing something in a long time. I'm not capable of writing suspenseful and dramatic things, but this is my attempt at ...

If I ever owned the world, it be just nonsense. If I could be anyone else, I'd be just myself. Slightly quirky, with a good chance of conversations that people ...

I held her lifeless body in a stiff and bloody embrace. The cannons drowned out my mourning cries. I leaned over her face and kissed her cold lips. Such a ...

So we read the book Whirligig in school and were asked to write another chapter to the book in which it shows one of the whirligigs affecting somebody in a ...

Another one of those lightning struck poems xD Hope it's not all too bad. Streaming bands of silver And bricks lined with gold. Planets dazzled by starlight, And night skies ...

I know that i spelt 'day' wrong Falling to light Darker than dae, Brighter than night, He’s falling into that cold light. Without that warm illusion, Slipped over his eyes, ...

Before you start reading, I know there's not a whole lot of romance going on in it yet, ut I had to work up to it. I promise, it's soon! ...

I sit in an airport on a layover in Newark, New Jersey. The flight here only had seven passengers. The flight to Maine is bound to be as small. I ...

standing in the room just a fly on wall didnt understand it but i sure heard it all the man holding a tree wanted to bust some caps but the ...

okay first, I'm not good at grammar so bear with me, second, this is my first attempt so again, bear with me.....i have more of it written but i don't ...

~My Stalker~ Chapter 1:the beginning of my nightmare hey my name is Sarah Beth i have beautiful red hair and gorgeous green hazel eyes and i am only 14 yrs. ...

“Watsa matter ‘Ren?” I said cheerfully to my older sister. Most people called her Serenity, but I just called her Ren. She sighed. “Nothing.” I adjusted my grip on my ...

I wondered how I got here, with the lower hand in the fight against my worst enemy. Again. How we ended up in the same green field, in the early ...

This as a villanelle for my creative writing class-the repetition and rhyme scheme are required of the structure to qualify as that type. We were told to use lyrics for ...

The Echoes Derek walked slowly through the corridor, his brown shoes carefully stepping on the white tiles as his head turned to look at the green walls on either side. ...