Young Writers Society

I sat there on the bed with her. We were both quieter than usual. We were carefully playing out our last scenes of the Game before she left for the ...

This is long, but only makes sense when read as a whole. Take your time. My name is Martin Delver. I’m standing alone in the dark right now. You might ...

8.27pm, 19th of May Father, mother and Harold are out hunting the local wildlife; I hope that they do not mistake a human for a deer… The first day of ...

A tribute to P.G. Wodehouse: The Joys of Indoor Golf I was once accused, when I was found mixing nitro-glycerine in the potting shed, of having nothing decent to occupy ...

Hi guys. Normally I won't post on romances but I thought I might as well since one person told me to share a short story that I wrote for english. ...

Just a short piece. My first prose in a long time. - - - “You want to know something, kid?” Gregory slurred, a scanty giggle working its way into his ...

Your hands the most. Small and very brown. The rings - too heavy for those little fingers - but so pretty! Turquoise and gold from Spain. And one diamond, large. ...

It was time. The sun was high and the waves were rolling over the blue water. The Silhouette was resting at the docks awaiting her maiden voyage on the open ...

3.21pm, 18th of May Hi, my name is…well, you can call me Miranda and I am, as the French would say ‘le loup garou’. Meaning, I’m a werewolf. Now, now, ...

Nightfall (Alternatively Starfall) "It is easy to be heavy: hard to be light." -G.K. Chesterton “He’s heavy.” I was practically panting by the time we reached the first mark. After ...

Hi there. I have always been a fan of RPG games such as Final Fantasy. So I decided to attempt to write a fantasy story of myself. This is my ...

This is a peom that I thought had a catchy rythm so I decided to post it. It does tell a story and I do use some sybolism in here. ...

After confronting my own shadow within the Water Temple, a sinister illness began to rise within me. The Evil King had succeeded in taking a part of me. I no ...

Have you seen my love? My heart? It ran away from home last year. Perhaps you’ve glimpsed it from the highway, trying to hitchhike a ride to California, or maybe ...

Kevin was running through the city looking for what had happened. Everyone was scattering every where. Building caught o0n fire with no reason as to why and smoke filled the ...