Young Writers Society

I've fallen to the ground and I fell hard when I fell off our wall of passion I ended up scarred I tried to tear down that wall but the ...

This is a scene from what hopefully will turn out to be a book. I'd really appreciate some help with it. -penny ...I didn’t make it to my stay room ...

:Edits in Italics: if only you could calm me down in my damned staccato lifestyle cos i'm tired of all you've never given and i'm tired of losing you to ...

This, to be honest, is kind of weird and you may not understand purely because it is the beginning of a project i hope to carry on with over a ...

A classic graphic novel that I remember first reading when I was about twelve years old when a friend loaned it to me. I picked it up a few days ...

Actually, this my alternate begining. My orginal has little activity and a person who likes long, lengthy, frivolous speeches. Here goes: “The sentence for murder is death!” In the shadows ...

Days gone by Nights have flied Wishes have been dreamt Prayers left unsaid Everyone is sleeping Everyone but you Creeping around Up and down Worrying to the ground Pacing around ...

She was beat 11 times, By her father-she thinks She was afraid, Oh yes she was, She could not even blink. But listen to her, just right now, "It wasn't ...

She rushed rushed rushed Couldn't get there fast enough She must complete her task I rushed rushed rushed I can't get there fast enough I can't complete my task I ...

A graphic novel with art and story by Jill Thompson. Its the mythic story that asks what would happen if Lucifer decided to give up the power of hell and ...

This is an incomplete story, obviously. However i'm working out some plot plausibility things currently, so this is all i can give you. cheers. Alyce It is late in November ...

I never knew When I held you close How lucky I really was But now as I sit Tears trapped In my heart I can see I had it all ...

I'm at your feet, Tears in my eyes, Can't hold on, Can't say good bye. So tired of putting on this smile, I know all I'll ever be to you, ...

[i]Wrote this last night...late. Not really sure what I was trying to say. Rhythm's off, any suggestions?[/i] You move like a rag doll A lost, absent rag doll Flopping where ...

As a horse lover, I just wrote this poem. I really love horses and exspcially racing. So I wrote this story for a racehorse, no certain one, but for all. ...