Young Writers Society

Eating out as an anteater has become much easier than it used to be. Most large places have restaurants, and most restaurants offer ant entrées. Restaurants usually serve these types ...

Fizzling Selfless 1-31-06 Fizzling. Catching on something, a splinter, mirrors tell of sunken eyes. a future shrouded by shrieking sympathy in the loneliness of a skull, neurons firing like city ...

Chapter One Senna saw him first as a silhouette, there on a short cobblestone bridge, spotted under a streetlamp. She paused at the sight, her heart thumping. Her response was ...

freedom 3-23-06 Freedom relax, lie back or stand up meditate on the nonexistence of all things, rise to the top of a high city building and scream into the pouring ...

Yellow fields of sand stretched out and dominated the horizon; there were no dunes, dry dessert plants or insects to be seen. This dessert was completely flat with no hills ...

Deborah Come now and judge me, like Deborah before the rain; shadows congregate between us in the hole that separates justice from the just. A fire is lit and burns ...

Ramona Revised To know would be too easy for us. Crying is often spoken too soon; below the skin of anguish lies the flesh of infinite release. The streets of ...

This is a short composition, which I wrote when I was asked by my teacher to begin a composition with “There was darkness all around. I walked ahead two steps ...

The Fourth Day – Wednesday, August 13th Our Journey into Hell I remember taking a nice shower. Let me tell you, it was nice. My shirt was soaked from my ...

I wrote this, cause i was bored. and Just wanted to write something.. Just wondering what yall think of this, and if anyone cares to hear more. it was fun ...

This was just and English assignment I decided to post... …And our sovereign wishes to remind you all that magic must be paid for, and no favors may be granted ...

It’s almost comical From an outsider’s view But here, inside, I’m suffocating Kiss me on my sickened brow, Your lips planted in darkness Seeds of doubt on my forehead Burrowing ...

our silhouettes could guide us, all on their own, beneath the lights. as we walk side by side, hand in hand, there's no one outside here to trust, since we'd ...

Previously explained in the story - Tommy is a prisoner of war from Reading, England, which is invaded by Lachonton and Naracima forces, who spark the more foul moraled side ...

If the sign is just a whore sign Well it makes sense to me I see yards of yarn come undone Cars exploding right before me Were they trucks or ...