Young Writers Society

Deleted. Check my blog as per reasons why, in the entry entitled "Sigh."

Agitation And Aggravation, deterioration of the mind, thought, and feeling you clench a fist, think rage but swallow your thoughts; bottle the meaning. think... think what?!... ok, you can't make ...

Breath slowly and deeply, don’t stop. Tell yourself to breath. Your voice is like a knife, I can feel it. You speak to take your pain away, to give it ...

A nice ending, but the majority of it made me somewhat naseous. It hardly sounded like you at all - it seemed like somebody trying far too hard to assume ...

MAGIC The magician drinks quietly alone at the back of the bar. He does not hate them all, but in his bones he is tired of favors, tired of seeing ...

I caught this fish. Glimmering, Silver Soldier Of the Sea. And laid it by my side. Ripped the hook From it's nose. The tear of raw flesh And a spill ...

He blazes his flames with utter joy, His bewildered mate can’t help but stare. Pride filling himself; he acts much too coy, Keeping her well aware. The golden seal of ...

Prologue Lieutenant Liam Forester was running through a vast forest in an camouflaged army combat suit, wearing a bullet-proof helmet and armed with an SA 80 Individual Assault Rifle. Liam ...

Here is a song I made up: I knew a girl, that knew me, we always used to walk down by the sea. We were meant for each other, we ...

I have killed in my life. I've seen murder and I've grown to accept it. My eye's are stained by the wounds of other men. Am I a monster, A ...

I have killed in my life. I've seen murder and I've grown to accept it. My eye's are stained by the wounds of other men. Am I a monster, A ...

From the moment Jerome woke up that Friday morning he could feel that something strange was going to happen. He did everything the same way he always did. He rolled ...

My footsteps echoed through the dormant house, silence ringing through my ears. The breeze sweeps through the house from a window high above my head. As i tread carefully down ...

The fresh dew glistens on the orange grass, the suns stealing a peak over walking hills, while animals fly, circling over the reservoir under a full moon. and a screech ...

The entire industry had frozen under twenty feet of spite and ice. I always told you that you were too much for me -- your hands engulfed mine, my tiny ...