Young Writers Society

A Funeral of Demons It was a bright and airy summer day, a typical day, one would think, for beach outings, gathering wildflowers, picnics and the like. It was not ...

Daniel Shandor was sitting at his large wooden desk, papers scattered about. He was slowly drumming his fingers on the hard surface, thinking. He glanced at the FBI logo on ...

Letters Ran Away One evening, as someone was blacklining some boring legal document, marking it up and wearing it down, the letters began to escape. They didn’t do it obscurely, ...

Another random play. Miss E goes down under.This is dedicated to Jean. (In Australia) Miss E (Miss E): (Setting prehistoric suitcases down and gazing around at surroundings) Ahhhhh! Oceania seemst ...

Alibird, I hate to say it , but I know I can't delay it. Alibird you're a turd, you stink like a bog. Alibird your absurd, your favorite food is ...

SQUIRTY’S TEARLESS SHAMPOO COMMERCIAL Script: By Elizabeth Mathers 4-5-06 [Introduction] Narrator: Are you sick and tired of getting shampoo in your eyes and crying in the shower? [Person showers. A

Ice covered mountains Majestic and towering Stands in mist of clouds.

It was early July and the buildings in Rane were covered in the moisture of those hot, muggy, summer days. Rane was a beautiful city, its spires and skyscrapers glinted ...

READ THIS. THIS IS IMPORTANT. For all of you who read Dream Deep's Pop Culture essay should read this. For those of you who didn't comment on Pop Culture, do ...

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It wasn’t often that Henry remembered to kiss his wife goodbye before he left for work. This might have disturbed any other woman, but Hannah was quite used to it ...

[A single sailor walks into a tavern immediately after he landed alone on his ship at port. He has a thick Scotch accent.] Sailor: Give me a shot a'your finest ...

A relationship is molded by the first few keystrokes Early games determine life and death and now that I'm so far in I doubt I can become a Jesus for ...

Anything is possible in the Dark. The Night is a robe of possibilities A Cinderella until daylight Sweet susurrus secrets are heard through the tacit night air. Their thoughts focus ...

This is my poem Slow Down. It's the first work I have posted on here, and I would really appreciate some feedback on it. Thanks so much! Slow Down Slow ...