Young Writers Society

(CALM) Were you looking for a man? That has a magical hand? A man that can take you to another land? (Stretched) Do you want to go to the mountains? ...

There, i've finished it. I was expecting there to be more than this, but it turned out to be a short story.If you see any problems, feel free to tell ...

The sound of elegant, ball gowns swishing together and boring, steady waltz music was what I heard as I arrived at the top of the staircase. I looked down at ...

It's hard to believe that just one sound Not even loud, not startling, just a whisper Of falling leaves, of a faucet's leak, you're gone The grief won't go away, ...

Chapter 3 I nod my head twice. My parents are standing beside what could possibly be my death-bed. They murmur words of comfort and reassurance again and again till I ...

Chapter three; Present Day “Mom? Are you okay?” If you have ever traveled in your mind to a past experience, you should know that it’s hard to be jerked back ...

Author's Note: Again R for violence. Some spell work here is cleared up, Raina's use on the Cein actually saves his life in this piece, making him just a bit ...

(Roar) (Fuck you all!) [Heavy melody] They try to put me down! (Calm) You can’t let me be what I want to be I want to live free But you ...

Chapter One “Mommy!” “No Miranda, look away!” “Mommy!” “Sweetie, it’s too late, they’ve got her.” “No! I love you mommy!” “Ahhhhhhh!!!” “Get the father too.” “What ab

Please help me. It needs a lot of work. -Sea-********************The boy smiled in agreement and turned to retrieve his coat. I need to follow him. I told myself. He knows ...

If you were to see me the night before this morning, all depending on the exact time really but anytime over all. You would see me sitting in my drive ...

Loss- Loss can exist in many different forms. For some, loss hurts so badly they don’t even recognize it is there. Others, who experience loss, try to push it away ...

Depression? I can’t quite explain how i feel right now. I am constantly sad, or mad beyond belief. I dread having any contact with other humans, even my family and ...

Recklass: These recklass nights desire to run from confusion. Leave the memories, Leave the pain, Leave the past, Leave the nightmares, And, let go of that voice of fear. The ...

I wrote this as a creative writing assignment last year. We were supposed to compose poems from words and phrases found in magazines. Falling Hard... Baby, it's cold outside. Miss ...