Young Writers Society

Prologue I walked around the corner of the dark, moon-lit alleyway, my fist clenched around the handle of the blood drenched metal hammer. I could see my reflection in the ...

bass beats pounding in my head i shake a meathead's hand "have a good night alrite" he looks into my eyes he says everything's gonna be all right! tell me ...

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Those Eyes It was my first day in a new school… again. It was also the fourth time we’d moved in the last eighteen months, so when my dad said ...

Please Critique (sorry in advance about the length) Enough to Live

never try to eat your husband's coffee dregs. keep your headache in the bottle, keep your tongue in your mouth. it's not uncommon to consider slitting your wrists on the ...

THE GAME OF LOVE (I'm thinking of changing the title to 'Love is a Battlefield) By Gigirl942 Dear Principal Steinback, Due to me buying a house in Palm Springs, my ...

I am perched in a brackish chemical solution. I hope it can clean my shoes. They are so speckled with grime. The light looks so beautiful from inside my test ...

“Put me in your holy warI will lay my body down…I will run into the flame”-Johnathan Rice I will feel the heat lick my flesh in an impassioned battle against ...

I spent a month working with the poor of India in November last year. O, Kaleidescope of Colour, Cacophony of sound, Will I ever forget That eastern sun Pounding the ...

THE DEVIL'S EYES The man looked up uncertainly at God and said, "I'm sure you're getting too many sixes."

Midnight Excursion One light dared to break the complete blackness that was the Hampton house at 1am. One small lamp was enough to give away the secret. Mariana Hampton slouched ...

Prologue: 2 Years Prior It was 11 pm on Saturday night. An hour past the Wayland Academy curfew, most girls had already retired to their rooms and were prepping for ...

Squinting into my tiny compact mirror, I pouted my lips and slid more gloss over them. “Don’t you think that’s enough, babe!” Lily laughed, “That’s at least the fifth layer ...

She lies in her room Quiet and broken Drowning in unshed tears Deafened by silent screams Haunted by words never said And chances never taken Tired, hurt, lonely, scared Lost ...