Young Writers Society

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 ...

this is a little excerpt that a girl friend of mine had me write. i don't write romance stuff so i don't know if its good or not. Outside, the ...

a tug of the tie, two fingers pulling cranberry-red silk loose, a habitual toss of your head making a fold of hair fall into your eyes open collar revealing soft ...

Aim only going to give you a rundown of this story before I start it The setting is set in a imaginary land so places and names may sound weird, ...

Verse 1 Its another day to live Im wondering how to survive and waking up to same old same old It feels like my lives put on hold how Id ...

I am ever so sorry about this. But I had no choice. The voices made me do it. A Typical British Day ‘Dear me, it’s raining again.’ I sighed, shaking ...

School Again Did your home work, again, Read your school books, again, Did detention for not signing my diary, again. And I'm late, again, So I wait, again, For the ...

Okay, I haven't written in a while, so hopefully this will help a lot. Marvin Dumars was just an average fourth grader. He could read and write just like everyone ...