Young Writers Society

Spoiler! : I accept any and all criticism, but please bare in mind that this is incredibly personal to me, and so content/context will not be changed! He sat in ...

Suddenly, all the familiarity disappears. I look around to find the person. He is nowhere to be seen. I slip my hand into my shirt to feel my heartbeat. It ...

If you don't know I love you you will by the end of this song and I know that I may not say it much but I want you to ...

My parents think I’m going to kill myself. They’re worrying, hesitating at the door. I can’t blame them – I just spent more than an hour curled up in the ...

liescover your lipsdouse the air withbeads of poisonfearhides in your hearta barrierbetween right and okayhonesty andtruthpulses throughyour veins are swollenaching to releasedemonsthe ones whoswallow

Blind:adjectiveunable to see;sightless.most people who are blindhave no visionand while yours is 20:20,you lookbut you don't see.How could you miss the signs?you promisedto look outfor mefor herfor yo

My shoes are stuck in the mudand I'm just sitting here,waitingfor something extraordinary. But there's nothing at all -nothing but the spring sunpoking through the leaves,and the wind blowing the ...

I heard footsteps. They were coming closer and closer. The sound of crunching pebbles under their feet. Then someone stood in front of me, I could see their feet and ...

Chapter 2- All downhill from here I waited for as long as possible to get dinner that night. When the apartment was all but dead quiet, I cracked open my ...

Chapter 2 I sat on my bed, bored out of my mind. Reading was an option but I'd just returned all my books to the library. I eyed my laptop ...

The blast of cold air that flowed into Kierra’s lungs as she breathed in let her know she was awake. Her throat burned with thirst so that it hurt to ...

This is something new I started, and I would love to know what you think of it. Is it any good? Bad? Please tell me. Thanks.______________________ edited version."Remember," he said. ...

This particular story is dedicated to the fighters, troopers, and runners that are my cross country team. We face trials, we fight enemies, and we feed our desires to be ...

Memories dance on the fringe of her conscience,hazy and forsaken,as the years drag on and on.Her skin is dry.Deep creases litter her eyes, her neck, her hands,and her hair has ...

Janine grabbed the February issue of Reader's Digest Korea with trembling hands. How she made it to the bookstore, she had no idea. She was too fixed with anticipation and ...