Young Writers Society

“That should do it.” I said aloud as I put the finishing touches on the last chapter of my new horror book. I had already written one book. It hadn’t ...

floating crimson lights burning angrily in the black, emitting tell tale wisps of swirling smoke that curl towards the sky, and finding the path blocked by crude cement, hang apathetically ...

I like how pink eyeshadow looks under flashing green lights and I like how it feels to be seen. Nothing has ever made me feel so Alive as strange, soft ...

Hey, this is my first story on here so don't be too harsh. Obviously I want creative criticism but I hope at least one person likes it. I am mainly ...

(Ok, here is the first chapter....what do you think?) "Miss Emily Taylor is sentenced to seven years transportation to Australia for stealing the following items: one bible, two skeins of ...

R RATED!!!! I have a secret. I have a secret and I'll share it with you. Some rights of passage are only worth the experience. This one though, this one ...

He darted to the edge of the tree line and watched the black carriage trundle along the lane. Surveying it quickly, he saw just the driver and no guards. However, ...

Yet another story from me.. PROLOGUEThe silhouette of the mistress stalked across one of the many corridors in the house. It was a time late in the night and the ...

“So why are you going camping again?” asked Kailey, one of my best friends. As I loaded my trunk, full of camping gear. “Just cause”, I answered for the fiftieth ...

*note! This is a true story* Morning Has Suckéd 9-11-05 Morning has suckéd, like the first morning. Daytime has blown hard, like the first day. Some say it’s apathy, say ...

Things were never quite the same as they had been before we had gone to the Leroux Manor. Many things had changed in the little amount of days over the ...

This is a piece of something I wrote today, and when and if the completed work is posted here, this poem will make the more sense, and perfect sense perchance. ...

Our love went all digital, your current of passion passing through the air and lighting me right up fastforwardingallthetouchesandthekissestheygosofast, until, your head is against my chest, and, it,

I loved this line - "and stare at the lava lamps [eachother]?" Nice. Otherwise, do you really want more praise? I didn't really like the last stanza, it kinda killed ...

I want no part of it. I sigh, my body sliding down with a dull thump and I blink slowly at six words. Only six words. Words that disturb, words ...