Young Writers Society

A gray, shiny car rolled along the empty side-street in the night. It had just begun to drizzle, and through the window, a young, blond-haired woman could hear the pitter-patter, ...

AGONY IN A RECEPTABLEA blistering stroke of sun rays awakened my tender eyelids. My innocuous soul exasperated at the obnoxious yelling at the door ajar. Dragging me to the corridors, ...

The stars glittered in the dim sky and I found myself wondering if they watched me. My mother once told me that when people died and went to heaven, they ...

This is being post because Snoink told me to. If you want to read the story that this is in conjunction with click here: is rated 16+ for violence and ...

I've decided to remove some of my writing for now.

Edit: changed some things. No idea why I went with a French title--I thought of "Raison d'etre" or however you spell it, and...voila?Another old one--inspired by my own life and ...

So.... I wrote this a while was a dark time.~~~Bodies lying on the floorThe outcome of a senseless warI can't take this any moreI'm tired of the knocked down doorsI ...

I gave you my trust and like shattered glass you broke it. I whispered you my hopes and like a young boy you let me down. I handed you my ...

Sometimes in life your not sure what to live for. Thinking and looking up in the clouds I wonder how my life will be. If im ever going to have ...

Courage Nerita lay on her bed, her dark purple sheets pulled up to her chin. Her long black hair and emerald green eyes pierced morning darkness that swirled in her ...

Not a poem...but a song Just a fun song I wrote up one day while I was bored...critique at will!---------------------------------------I look so cute sitting in this treeStaring at the giraffe ...

First, I wrote this poem as a sort of charge/challenge to anyone who reads it. It was completly inspired by my passion for helping others, and only took about an ...

Dear you, I see your face for the first timeand know it is lovefor when I tell you somethingyou start to laugh a lotso at these times my face will ...

Drugs Why do people do drugs?They hear its badThey know its wrongBut why do they do them so long?I know the cancerIt's a horrible lifeA life I have livedEvery night.But ...

The following short stories are fictional in all aspects. Any similarities to people, places or events are strictly coincidental.This is an account of Bill as I knew him.When I say ...