Young Writers Society

This is a short piece I wrote after seeing a TV programme about the first of the Bali bombings. I wondered what on earth could drive a person to be ...

I've been working on a novel for a little while and this is what I have so far. I'm headed in a couple of directions after this part and I ...

Born from ashes, Alive through fear of others. Beautiful creature, Yet hides a tortured soul. Feathered wings, Cannot bring him to heaven. Red and gold, Reflects the harshness of the ...

A tribute 2 Crysi... Leathery wings, Take me high. Desperately, I hold on tight. Smoke he snorts, In a puff of cloud. Fire he breathes, Surrounds as a shroud. The ...

Change is Necessary. I cannot control your role in life, And so I must despise, The way that you have chosen. I see it in your eyes. Everytime we are ...

Lost in my thoughts, Fighting, searching. Long have I sought, for a way of loving. No matter how I try, No matter what I do. I cannot seem to find, ...

Prologue The Dragons started it. They always do, though they never seem to know what it is that they are doing while they’re doing it. Afterwards they always take responsibility ...

Chapter 1 [font="Courier New"]The Navigator 9000 specifications (page 1) -------------------------------------------------- Specialty: fighter/scout shuttle Class: 9.6 Weapons: - Fore and aft lasers class 8 - Fore stun lasers class 10 - ...

They look into my eyes, But they don’t understand why I lie, The twisted sea swirling inside of me, How I wished they understood me. Been to so many therapists ...

This is the result of me writing when I'm tired, when I've had a lot of beer, when I'm pissed off at my friends, when I feeling pretty lonely, and ...

To every story, There is a dark side of the light, Seeping walls of secrets, Unknown ends. The notion in my head, Spinning me round, I believed if I walked ...

The Oxford-MIT Time Reduction and Manipulation project proved to be a boon for the world of physics at the beginning of the twenty-third century. Initial test results with formulas garnished ...

This was an essay for my Composition III class last year. Enjoy! -- Bathing in olive oil is like preparing oneself for the cannibal’s thanksgiving. It is similar to rub-bing ...

Across the room, his eyes met hers - the joining of two lost souls, searching for someone to find them. It wasn’t a moment that stopped time around them. It ...

babygirl she was reading a poem about a girl who got her cherry popped thinking about perverted things but mostly sadness and the size of her thighs she was waiting ...