Young Writers Society

Ok, here's the deal: tell me what image this poem paints for you. I wrote this based on a picture I saw tonight and I'd like to know if what ...

Its real shame and rather frustrating that nobody really reads the lyrics in the lyrics section..well not really nobody but few people and I think in order for people to ...

“Thomas Manson?” They stood there, cold and rigid, staring at him. “Yeah, that‘s me.” Tom stared back, uncertain. “I’m afraid we have some…unfortunate news.” One of them, the taller

Kind of blew right by me... Very descriptive and had great imagery.

Turn Out the Lights Turn out the lights. Please. I can’t see the stars. I miss the stars. I can’t remember the patterns, the beauty, the glow. But, I know ...

There is only me in this world, I know it – deep inside this body of mine I know that I am the only one that can feel and touch. ...

Sitting in the cold and dark refrigerator, I feel the most comfortable. My little drawer is like a cave where I sit nestled in between the bologna and tortilla wraps ...

I wrote this as a psychology essay on color and the mind. Needless to say my teacher didn't quite understand my dorkdom . . . Jedi Knights are the backbone ...

TITLE EXT./INT. VARIOUS DAYS CREDITS Clips of JOSEPH CONLY, a young redheaded boy, about seven years old acting in commercials and talking to talk show hosts. There's a light in ...

Inspiration! 9-21-05 Possibilities blossom, curling roots extend lightning zings as my mind sings everywhere and everyone will hear this call. Heaven is this manic excitement, while my future is huggi

A high wind frizzled the silent woods, a gentle rush at the tall swaying branches. The sky was pale blue overhead, cloudless and cold as new winter, meeting the great ...

Sept. 7th 7am Friday I have the day off, no work, and no classes. The kids are out of school, something happened to the power yesterday and they haven’t been ...

Yeah, I know this is weird, but I thought I'd give it a go Writing challenge 9/19 It was a usual day at school. I was doing my maths quietly, ...

Chapter Four Jonas slowly pulled his car over to the side of the road at the cop’s direction, muttering words under his breath that Landon, who was sitting in the ...

I’m not underground Yet And you don’t seem to understand That it hurts too much to talk about it I’m not innocent I would be dead by now if I ...