Young Writers Society

A Makeshift CalamityBy: Jacob C. Sometime within the ninety sixth year of the nineteenth century, a cold breeze stumbled gracelessly into the English suburb. Whosoever found this cold day enjoyable ...

Breathe This weekend while in my mom’s car coming back from instrument repairs for my euphonium. I looked outside my window took a good look at the trees. Something so ...

To my Beloved, Remember the old days by the creek bed? We would splash in the water and slosh through the mud, desperately looking for toads and salamanders. You always ...

I wish I was beautiful--Passionate words rolling from my lips like venom,Cheeks smoothed with blush.A smile plastered to my face,Contorted and wretched.I wish I was beautiful--Love pouring from my sou

Spoiler! : Be kind - completely spur-of-the-moment, so it's probably not too good, and it may not seem to have any meaning!! The leaves drift about on the floor,beneath my ...

Spoiler! : So the surprise at the end is totally not a surprise because I am about as subtle as the word giraffe (whatever that means). So I hope you ...

Has my love left me?Moved on to more promising people?Found a new love to hold her hand?I feel so alone,Another day done by,Without the percence of my love,Without her arms ...

Edit: I should explain to the uninitiated (though I thought I kinda explained it in-story, guess not) that Zoro has the unique ability to fall asleep anytime, anyplace, within a ...

Tongue pressed to cheek.Lips pursed, eyes stitched shut.Attention focused on facade.Silent. Oblivious. Obvious.Dangerous curves insinuating lust, passion.A serpent in disguise. Lips like morphine.A ne

This story is about a guy during the Great Depression who later joins the Civilian Conservation Corps, which is the main topic. It's not completely done yet, editing wise. If ...

“Christina, Christina, can you hear me?”Without opening my eyes I mumbled a reply.“Yes, I hear you.”The Doctor sighed, “Believe it or not Christina, you’re one of the lucky ones.”“One

Olivia’s Off Writing (Steven King already took “On” Writing) or Why I like Words more than Numbers.February 6, technically February 7.I adore alliteration. It’s like my favorite thing to use ...

'Room 209'The symbols on the wooden door had become familiar to my eyes. Having walked into this room more than my own front door, it was understandable. I placed my ...

A follow up to: viewtopic.php?t=78069 (As usual, while these do not need to be read in any specific order as they are unrelated, it is probably best to read the ...

Plot ideas-Somehow a Class of highschool, maybe college students is taken to an alternate reality, where they must play series of surival games with some supernatural elements, in order to ...