Young Writers Society

Chapter One “Who’s that guy sitting in the corner?” “Why do you want to know?” I didn’t reply. “That’s Chester,” the girl’s answer was terse. “He’s a bit crazy.” “Says ...

This is a little something i just came up with, still very much in rough draft My heart Crushed Forever torn From happiness The darkness Creeps in Filled with My ...

This is actually my homework, had to right a poem about the enviorment. Across the great, vast, oceans. With waters crystal blue. Across the great, vast, deserts. With sands a ...

All across the news there is the talk of war. All through the papers there is the news of murder and death. All of these things seem to rule our ...

I didn't know whether to feel angry or relieved. Angry because he had dragged me here in the middle of the night when he could have done so in the ...

Smooth and round, dyed dark with the surrounding earth, a seed is waking. Restless and cramped, it struggles and cracks, new green pushing up through the soil. Rays and beams ...

This was very deep and moving. You tell the feelings so well! I feel like I am right back in my first relationship with a women. (and my last). You ...

Hey everyone, sorry this took so long to get out. For a long time it just didn't feel right, but I'm pretty sure this is where I want it. Like ...

I don't really have a prolific output, sadly, sometimes I think it would be nice to be able to churn out work at a rate of knots. Maybe someday. Anyway, ...

This was a story I originally wrote for a contest I never entered... But I'm still rather fond of it. And for the record, the nameless protagonist is male. Critiques ...

Jane was standing with her arms dangling out of our dormitory on the fourteenth floor, exposing her still-wet nail polish to the gale-force winds that were shrieking between the school ...

How many times Will you tell me that you love me, Before I believe you? How long will you wait For your love to be returned, Before you give up ...

Staring at my cell phone, watching the minutes change slowly. They're dripping all over my hand, as slow as molasses. I take each minute, as it drips down, and put ...

She wakes, She wipes the lingering sleep from her eyes; She approaches the dreary day ahead The sun shines brightly, scorching her eyes, her feet slide in the mud, a ...

I couldn’t wait to see you Nine months I had waited; Waited to love you more, But what I had waited for left… And left with a hurry.. The day ...