Young Writers Society

Flip the Switch: a mix for Trident This is a mix for Trident. He won this for one of the first contests I hosted, and finally I have it finished. ...

If you only knew how much I cried Would you still treat me this way? Would you still hate me? If you only knew how much I'm honest Would you ...

I skimmed the board and couldn't find anything so... I really liked this short story! Though at the same time I hated it. (I hate stories that leave you hanging.) ...

I read this and couldn't put it down. WOW!!!! It was one of the best books I've ever read!!! It was so twisted, and it's amazing how well Stephen King ...

As much as I hated school, I hated going home even more. School was my escape from the horrors that waited for me at my house. I could deal with ...

2-3 days ago I made some1 mad..she hasn't spoke to me since I wrote this poem for her. Tell me what you think about it? you probably despite me But ...

Tash Through the fog and mist among the pastel shores that have known no sun a darkened figure stood alone, head hung low and as still as stone. His hair ...

I was reluctant to post this so please let me know what you think. When you smile, you remind me of a cliche of you and I of happier days. ...

The door creaked open I hardly dare look up as the knot of fear in by stomach tighten to a new level. “Comfort?” Lucas asked softly and as the old ...

A world where an apology replaces a greeting, where the accidental locking of gazes is judged too great an intrusion; this is the world we live in. A world where ...

NOTE: College has been good to me, giving me plenty of free time to write. However, it wasn't until someone sent me a PM telling me to post more chapters ...

I've been craving to write this story so bad for the last year, so I finally got started. Its a story about a hundred year old man telling his life ...

Ok, I'm not really sure why, but I really dislike this... so go forth and critique, thank you =) These self-built walls of uncertainty and denial Persist in housing me ...

X is for the kiss he sends O is for a hug that mends X is all the butterflies O is all the tears you've cried X to those you ...