Young Writers Society

I hate myself. Oh, lord, I hate myself so much I could puke. Oh...I am puking. Great. Leaning over the railing, I tried to calm my heaving stomach by watching ...

"Kyen. How are you?" The voice was cold, ice dripping from every syllable. The man looked up at the one that had dragged him in, then looked down at the ...

Chapter two: Jacob with Johns Volvo Vivian's prospective I ran until he had to have been out of breath, humans always did before me. The buildings had changed from the ...

A caffeine induced hallucination, that must be it. Three hours of surveying the swirling patterns on the wooden table, and I finally spot the eye. It’s taken five cups of ...

A smiling Face that will no longer be seen. A ruby of Jedi that will never feel or love again. A voice that will never be heard but yet I ...

(This chapter was actually a little boring for me to write, so when I got to the fight at the end I was zoning in and out. But if you ...

Armies connect with the clash of steel And the shouts of men fill the air. Twenty thousand machines of war, Meet to do battle upon a field of snow. A ...

You love me You love me so. Everyday I watch you stumble around those words. Watch them roll across your tongue. Watch you bite them back. Three little words, Why ...

Off in the distance, if you look closely, you can see something on the horizon. If you are exceptionally far sighted, you may be able to make out the colour. ...

“I heard a thing on the news last night about this mountain,” Mark said. “It’s supposed to be the ultimate challenge for any adrenaline junkie.” Shaun, his cousin, snorted into ...

Okay! Today, I was trying something new, and I came up with something quite tasty and very fixable. I tried the following recipe, but I'm sure it can be adapted ...

Don't know where exactly this came from, but I enjoyed writing it. I just woke up...and there it was, just out of nowhere. Ah well. Enjoy! ------ “Here you go, ...

I wrote this a while ago and I lost it, so this is the best I can do to remember it. Charlie was a lonely boy, Who came to school ...

(Sorry for the wait again. Production has been kinda slow these days.) Once the man was gone the spell was broken, and they could all stand and talk again. Tylor ...

wishes are meant for shooting stars. it makes no difference who you are. you dont have to be extrodinary. doesnt matter if you're ordinary. im just an ordinary girl, in ...