Young Writers Society

Teen Team 1 Sam gazed up the long hill on Main Street, and cocked her head to one side. She was straining to identify a troubling noise. The fourteen-year-old ghost ...

a writer’s statement. rectangular rhythms fill these pages underlining a deep cause, drenched in blood, sweat or just spilled ink. ripped corners wear at my heart torn feelings of lust ...

The Butterfly Effect flashing across solar system’s planes we venture to the end of expansion bones bending atoms shifting from the molecular norm two bodies stretch to a state of ...

Hello! It has been a while since I last posted anything. I had been toying with this story idea for a while, and finally sat down to write it. I'm ...

They reached the forest just in time to see te sky turn crimson behind the elm trees. The loose pebbles covering the dirt road bounced up against the car, scratching ...

Him I wonder if he's ever told a lie or stretched the truth? If he has, I wonder if that means he's hypocritical. Does he like the elderly or does ...

"Well, hm, lets see."He rubbed his chin as if in deep thought. I just leaned forward, waiting patiently for the story to start."I will tell you that story, but first ...

I had a serious case of Writer's Block so this is all I have for now. I will try my best to write more. If you could, please, give me ...

This is the novel project I'm working on, and currently it's going well, although as it is I've planned...a whole thirty-six...chapters for the thing. That can't be right. I feel ...

28 May 2009 Finally. I'm a senior. I have only one year left in high school. And I'm looking forward to it. Officially a senior. Lieutenant Colonel, the Battalion Commander ...

Just to let you know my friends are great, I have no boyfriend, and I have shown this to no one. Well, here goes nothing! I'm sittin' with my back ...

See this place where destruction rules, where winds race and rush, where water rises and crushes. Unmoving lay the bodies of the dead, above rooftops. You look at the houses ...

All right, if you read this before you will remember what happened after. But since I like to keep my prolouges short sweet and to the point, I revised and ...

Everyone:To those who reviewed, it is greatly appreciated. But, I am no longer continuing this piece. Look for my new works in the later future!

Introduction Ebony- Her eyes were the most beautiful green I’ve ever seen. Her hair was the softest I’ve ever felt. She came down south when we were seventeen. “From Indiana.” ...