Young Writers Society

No One Is a nobody But not everyone Is a somebody. And I dedicate this poem, For the ones who killed, At Columbine High School.

November 11, 2004-- Dear E, Ah, my mind is racing. Split. Confused and yet certain of this one thing. I feel like just rubbing up against something, rubbing off this ...

Has anyone read any books by Terry Pratchet? He's written lots. I've read some. I thought they were funny and intertaining. What do other people think?

how can you love someone who yields so easily to the crush of your body pushing her backwards, posing her into seductive shapes on your dirty sheets. who submitted, so ...

She thought I had been perfect, that I had been wonderful. She wanted to be just like me. But she forgot how it ended. I was Junior Miss America. I'd ...

First off, I wasn't exactly sure where to put here it is. I don't like to title things, so this'll probably end up without one. One more thing, if you're ...

It all started when I first saw the traveling merchants. I was 5 years old, and Sabrina's mother had agreed to let me come with them. I skipped from booth ...

I walk through the Hall The Hall of 100 Mirrors. In each one I see A different side of me Even though they're all the same. In one, who I ...

Anne Rice: full time writer, creator of the brat prince Lestat, of the Mayfair witches and the famous Vampire Chronicles, which began with the even more famous book-turned-crappy-movie 'Interview with ...

It was eleven o’ clock on a Friday night, and I was stuck at home. The only thing worse than the current situation, was that my mother had somewhere to ...

This was originally going to be the start of a novel, however I disliked it and left it as it were, an unfinished chapter. Moreover it was me practicising how ...

Here's something I'm working on recently, it's not the first chapter on anything, in fact I reckon it's going to be one of the last chapters of a novel I'm ...

They will fight today They will fight tommarow All the while Their expressions full of sorrow As the enemy nears but a thousand paces The soldiers hold their ground keeping ...

It's a place I can hardly remember,But a place I would like to be,A dream that I once had,A hope I can't just imagine.Everything I hate,Is looking like everything I ...

I dodge lightening boltsIn a raging storm.I'm searching for shelter,For all around me is darkness.I'm running in a direction,One I can't identify.I'm screaming for help.But no one seems to hear.The ...