Young Writers Society

Spoiler! : ***The dungeon was shrouded in darkness, with only a few small torches placed sporadically to light Ramar’s path- or the guard’s path, for they were all but dragging ...

OK! this is not my best poem, but i feel i should post it. This poem is DEFINETLY over exaggerated from what has really happened, but it is open for ...

Goblins dancing in the air, singing songs full of despair. Shadows in the dark, as they chant ancient spells long lost. Tribal fires with bright blue flames, smoke rises in ...

In the meadow,The rain falls and never stops,Keeping the grass green and the sun down. The birds stay in their nests,The squirrels in their trees,Never leaving their home to get ...

The name is after an Australian singer I really love. “Lenka.” You should check her out if you don’t already know her. I was putting my little brother to bed ...

Spoiler! : Hello, anyone who has stumbled across this. Well...Er...this is my first poem ever so. Be Nice! And please be honest, meaning tell me if its absolute rubbish. Thank ...

Chapter 11874 Nicholas Jessabee gripped his chair tightly until his knuckles were sore and white from his hold on the train seat he sat in. He bit his lip until ...

3 WilliamNew students. Two new students. Two new FEMALE students. This day can’t get any worse. I take my seat at the boys’ table. Around me, the rest of

I'm Deaf, and I have been since I was born. I'm gay, and I have been since I was born. Those two identities are fused together, braided in my DNA. ...

This is chapter one of my twilight fan fiction, i still haven't written chapter two because i'm quite busy. But i'll post each chapter on here and each time i ...

to love makes one solitary i.It’s three thirty in the morning and he isn’t listening to you, he isn’t -saying anything, closed eyes and still hands. When he does, finally, ...

I am addicted to you, SaltyEvery time you leave meFirst, with a grain of salt melting on my tongueNext, sparkling in my hairFinally,you scatter all about me,Diamonds burning in the ...

As soon as I stop breathing Imelt somewhere in the distancespread like butter over stardustonly to fall right through andtumble across the nowhereAs soon as I stop breathing Ilose all ...

Click goes the sound of the bolt, preparing death to move. I carefully, oh so carefully put the butt of the gun against my shoulder, noticing every little detail, making ...

and the new day moths flutter like gracenotes, taxidermiedby the little pins of evening light, and we still flinch inadvertentlyat the leftover church sermon, the prayers still chapping our lips. ...