Young Writers Society

Drowned you were dead and gone before I found you sprawled in a romantic heap on the sand (but still dead). I tried to breathe some love into your darkness ...

The Hard Facts I am convinced now that this world is a terrible place if it has you in it. You with your tearful eyes, your sad farewells, your red-black ...

Journal Meditation Poem 7-19-05 Dead dragonfly, looking sad and deformed in front of me, as though it caught a glimpse of hard, harsh, and confusing life, screamed, and fumed into ...

An Angel Dreamt Her Life 8-22-05 Sexy shadows, blue alien you, (you) are here, at the edge of a lunatic, thrusting into the dark your grandeur bombs. Sexy shadows, red ...

Ying Yang, Inverted 8-21-05 Heavenscape, inverted crossing cross-section views, the people down Houghton’s streets walking and laughing, singing repressing, grinning... emotional turbulence, hellsca

Chapter One; Stranger at the Door I sat in the back seat of a big yellow bus, my hands where in silver cuffs and my twin brother, Lucan, was in ...

this is the beginning of a short story im writing. Clock of fate I looked nervously at my watch; the time slowly ticking by. each agonizing minute creeping past. I ...

-Thorns on Roses- (It needs a lot of work) Verse One I fight to get reality back Storing it away in my possesion I find that happiness is elevated once ...

This small chapter is possibly the most significant part of my story, and I was hoping you guys could just let me know if there is anyway to improve this. ...

Part I “Guy’s, come on, or we’ll be late!” Sally sighed, and tucked her long blond hair behind her ear. She tugged on the boys sleeve’s to get their attention. ...

Here is pt 2 of the chaos children if you haven't read the first one then hurry up! Canthor made his departure through a secret door in his castle fitted ...

Officer Binley should’ve retired a long time ago. He was nearing seventy-eight, almost as old as his father was when he died. No, Officer Binley couldn’t stop now, not after ...

I’m insane, clown-painted prowler, half an hour from the genius on the table. Indeed you are Brad... nice job. It reminds me of te anime series that just ended after ...

Time has passed and I have healed, So don't think I still feel for you. The tide’s gone out and I've not drowned, So don't think I still bleed for ...

I know a couple EMT's so i think I'll make this into an article header, and interview them. Please crit this! The stench of burning flesh and rubber hangs in ...