Young Writers Society

On my way to get groceries at the little shop that my mom is always sending me to, I noticed that my front tire was a little loose. Leaning over ...

One.: Him I sat at one of the small, square tables inside Starbucks, sipping at a black coffee as I read the Tuesday news. Starbucks was unusually vacant today, having ...

Recycled Sand Watching eyes for them to run at pre-second flash Only to chase them down And apologize to the beachgoer spontaneously chosen as photographer Sand under their feet giving ...

Friends will come friends will go. A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift. A friend is someone we treasure for our friendship is a ...

Dedicated to my deceased Grandfather...God bless ____________ “Oh, do you think so?” Leah’s head jerked up and she stared at Rowan with a mixture of puzzlement of interest. “Yes I ...

O why do I bother to think, my dear? Why must I attempt to capture thy love? Why is't that I should have nothing to fear? Thy heart is a ...

O to gaze 'pon thy truly handsome face, To place my hands upon thy gorgeous frame, To desire of thy love and perfect grace: All are sins disgraceful e'en to ...

Tonight I lie awake, thinking of thee, But mostly wond'ring why I let thee go. Thy heart was nearly mine! I did not see The truth, because I loved another ...

The clock ticked on, perpetually at quarter to 3. My feet tapped the floor impatiently and my hands fiddled with my backpack’s zipper in perfect coordination. “Uhhh… Mr. Mopel? May ...

I see this poem in two ways. One, it's about someone who was contemplating suicide, but then started thinking about all the things he has to live for. Or two, ...

We wrote pantoums (it's pronounced pan-TOOM and is a very funny word) in my creative writing class. I've only seen the style a few times before, and it was really ...

To die for love, nothing more glorious, nothing more hopeful, nothing more romantic To die for love, nothing more sensible, nothing more right, nothing more wished from me To die ...

Lycanthropy Chapter 1 My muscles tensed , I took a quick look around and saw people carrying torches. I kept on hiding up on a sturdy branch. Tring not make ...

chapter the second ~ in which i introduce myself in a strange and embarrassing manner to the new neighbor and wash a bird "Mom! No, no, no! It's freezing! I ...

"NO!" She grabbed the pot off the fire and flung the contents at the attacker. The man screamed, clawing at his face as the broth burned him. He panted with ...