Young Writers Society

this was originally going to be a comedy (hence the NAME), but i made it more serious when i was writing. enjoy! ~IN~the~LAND~of~the~PURPLE~MONKEYS~ ‘Twas dark in the forestland of the ...

Prologue The wolves howled from the wooded depths of the Terracordula*1 Mountains, as a circle of strange creatures began to assemble. In the middle, a raven with a serrated beak ...

If I could catch a Rainbow I would do it just for you And share with you it's beauty On the days your feeling blue.

MY LIFE POEM who am i WHO ARE U Im A NOBODY IN A SOMEBODY TOWN WHO ARE U WHO AM I A small speck in a billion dots are ...

If love is a place you fall into, where is it you're falling from You're insecurities? Perhaps, but isn't that what love transcends? So maybe... The everyday? This I pray ...

Running around, inside of my head. Are things that are better left unsaid. Words are forgotten, and dreams are shed. But sugar plum daisies dance in my head. Spinning and ...

these are a couple of poems i wrote that both go by the name of "Willie the Goldfish". here's the limerick version: There once a goldfish named Will-ie Who was ...

Author's note: There are some things in this that are very...rough and will need to be worked out eventually, such as Cesarina's decision to go with her friends (I think ...

“A spirit with in” If you go to Glenwood, east of Springfield you will find a valley with two trees. One bearing apples and one was a pine tree. Over ...

I start the journey through the grass, Smell flowers and dampness as I go, Through all the memories in my mind, One sticks with me through and through. I cross ...

You were there for me, when I needed a shoulder. You guided me, when I was lost. You led me to safety, helping me to stay strong. You, with your ...

Chapter Two Part II Seridon notched an arrow, and sent it hurdling towards the Kalbarc with a twang. The beast stumbled to the ground, and with a clamber tried to ...

Why do you do this to me? Violating my space, running your slimy, scaly claws, up and down my spine. Chills over come me, Making me unable to move. Feeling ...

OK, this book is not really action or adventure yet, and will not be for the first half. The second half, which will be in thrid person following someone else ...

Clumbo was twisting in his sleep. He was having the dream of flying again when he reached a mountain. He flew up and up until he reached the top. He ...