Young Writers Society

*Hi everyone! I got this idea from a song, so I'm not sure how it will end. Anyway, the prologue is from the girls POV, but the following chapters will ...

I was sitting on the operating table, which was, let’s face it: black. Everything was black in the room, and I think I had found out why. “So, you like ...

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I think this goes in here, it's not quite a short story or a novel. It's a short piece (400 words) but something I'm quite pleased with. Although I would ...

The continuation of "Witch", Chapter 3: The Boy With the Long Dark Hair Chapter 4: Insanity's Curse Chapter 3 The boy with the long dark hair “Dreadfully sorry I’m late” ...

Hey! Hey you, person with the face. You new here? Good, I'm your welcome wagon. Wait! Come back, give me a chance will ya? Thanks. So where should I start? ...

I was sweaty and naked, rubbing my leg against his legs. His pelvis hovered over mine, ready to take me onto the wild ride called sex. He stroked my breast ...

Chapter 3: I rolled over in my bed to face my alarm clock. 7:45 it shone back at me in bright green numbers. I didn’t want to go to school. ...

Everyone had to come over for the whole day, edging well into the night. It happened nearly every year, round about the same time, early April. Something about it being ...

It took me a long time to realize that music does not sound the same to me as it does to others. I am not talking about the sound of ...

I need a book with an 'established critical reputation' to complete my reading log... know of any? I'm looking for one that has some adventure in it, something that I ...

Chapter Two ~ Hunny there’s a Dead person at the door! The morning perspiration of annoyance dotted across a dim faced boy, his classmates the same. His shiny hair was ...

[mathis] The sound of broken glass, blistering, sawtoothed. Rising voices. Throbbing down the street, fists in the air, faces hatching like larvae. Mathis stood waiting, Shaffer beside him, holding a ...

This story was based on real events that occurred during one of my trips to the local skating rink.

-calm guitar playing, then silence- Without you, my sun goes out The deathly silence takes my shouts Took away by Father Time What did I do to deserve this crime? ...