Young Writers Society

Very short first chapter, yes I know, but it's just an intro. The next will be longer. Read, crit, and enjoy!! --------- -----------------------------Prologue------------------------------------ Two s

I wrote this for a YWS contest, Dream_Deep forced me to post it... *rolls eyes* It's the first thing I've done in first person, I thought it would work better ...

Passionately you arranged familiar atoms into unfamiliar structures, slinging ink with a quill fingertip to inscribe your wonder upon the universe, rolled up like a scroll. Creation trembles as a ...

The two ran for what seemed like days but was only a few hours. Khor could no longer feel the presence of the dead but he knew they would be ...

right. the tital is optional. just a working tital. i'll probably change it half way through the story. this is set sometime around 300-400 years from now. haven't decided yet. ...

So that should be a warning that this isn't an exactly polite poem, but by far it isn't as crude as his, not as...coarse in the language. I just wanted ...

Pain is a black abyss that pulls you down. I'm lost in the dark and I can't find my way out. If this it what losing you is like I ...

Knall jerked up violently and looked around quickly. Soon he stood up and leaned over to concentrate on the sound. Glancing over at the sleeping griffon and then returned to ...

Chet adjusted his tie and sighed. “How long until we’re live?” he asked, looking around the crowded news room. “Thirty seconds,” said a kid with a head set and a ...

I haven't posted much on here, so I thought I'd do some catching up. This is a story that I just started a few days ago, but the characters were ...

*removed*

I got this because it remined me of POD, though when I read it it was really nothing like it at all. The story is, a girls father is a ...

Philosophy of the DarkChapter 39-Released Suppression Jamie was sitting outside the room, listening to the doctors yell. She watches as nurses came and left, all giving her sympathetic looks. Jamie ...

I really used to do this...this whole story is true. The girl is moving around in her room, humming loudly to herself, little bursts of lyrics interspersed with the wordless ...

2 I awoke, trapped in an oddly shaped wooden box. It was wider around my shoulders, and narrowed down to my feet. The inside was cushioned with lightly padded puke-green ...