Young Writers Society

[pre]Anger boils within me, Feelings surge... Ebb of my emotions, Peak of my pain! But words fail me, My pen bleeds... I ponder for words With my pen blotting the ...

It's only short, so i guess it's like a short story thing, not like a really detailed novel ^.^ I walked down the long road, dust kicked up under my ...

When the sheets of clear blue water break relentlessly over and under me so that I am immersed; out of my depth. With my heart pounding in me like when ...

She comes and goes. Teasing and flirting, Then disappears. She comes out to play, Then fades away, Without a word. Shows a heartbreaking smile, That draws away my fear, Then ...

I wrote this poem on night when I was thinking about my two friends, Shaun and Sierra, and what they are going through with each other right now. The poem ...

The sickness is taking over. Two weeks ago, your skin started lightening. Sitting with you, holding your hand, we watched it fade from tan and healthy to sickly yellow to ...

Chapter 3 At the end of the day, Alexandra waited obediently in front of the stables as the sun was just barely setting. Lady Beth kept her word; she came ...

You've captured my heart today. Even though you don't feel the same way. I wish you were beside me. Without you, I will cease to be. I'm fighting a losing ...

Does it hurt, When you’re Bleeding. Time’s always here In the warmth of my arms And you’re sitting there Freezing. Don’t leave me. Just hold on to my Breathing. Now ...

Hey readers, this is Jesse. Thank you for you previous reviews. I have been writing like crazy lately and this is just a few pages of what I came up ...

Chapter 1 A maid turned into the women’s corridor, heading for Lady Cassaras’ room. She carried an almost full laundry basket on the curve of her hip, and her scratchy ...

Addiction of the Sweetest Kind I'm burning here, Fading away, Between your fingers, Your first today, Your lips touch me, And take me in, A part of me dies, I ...

This is about Families and Girls that drive you crazy, but are never there and teachers that want you to be an individual, but be the same as everyone else. ...

Love is harsh Love is kind Love is bound to make you blind Love is crazy Love is compelling Love will throw you down some times Love is cherished Love ...

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