Young Writers Society

Was it Worth It? with every beat i wince from the pain tears cant describe the unimaginable sorrow to sit and stare at the girl of your dreams but thats ...

he fell down she offered a hand he hit the ground she helped him stand she asked if he was ok all he did was shrug she knew he wasnt ...

Should I? it gives us a view of what's out there but no one knows untill they venture beyond beyong its wooden panes and plates of glass there is a ...

Philosophy of the Dark- Chapter 8. Mild use of language. - Patterns that look like swirls-but are really just dust in the dark-On both accounts. That's how it works, you ...

This post is more of a question than a poem. Sorry if I posted it in the wrong spot. I was digging through my old notebooks and I found one ...

A soft cough makes the lad look up, and then his eyes widen and he tries to get away from her. The her with a long cape swirling around her ...

Taken down due to publishing

THIS IS REALLY RANDOM. IT IS WRITEN BY TWO PEOPLE, ME (JACK) AND MY FREIND (NAT). WE TAKE TURNS TO WRITE CHAPTERS AND SEE HOW IT TURNS OUT. THE PIECES ...

The Werewolves Cult Chapter 3 Cocking his bow silently, Skye got ready for the hunt. He was the swiftest, the most careful, absolutely silent hunter in the village. And he ...

Chapter Eight Tea was sat at a large mahogany table, the room it’s self was much too small for this table. It was a wonder none of the servants were ...

The sweat upon my skin crusts like blood tonight, as your guitar picks itself within the ribs of my head. Love, they may taunt me, but it is less than ...

Removed.

Removed.

Neither knew how they came to the understanding, let alone the agreed decision to take time away from the others and train together, yet it happened, and soon, the two ...

We were only allowed three characters. We had to find an article and write about what first came to mind. A single desk lamp lit a secluded corner of the ...