Young Writers Society

The Others They see blood upon my hands And guilt upon my face, But what they cannot see is that I was wrongly placed. They do not care for friends ...

Ok, so this is really only the second time that I've sat down and wrote. Its honestly not that good but I was told I should put it up for ...

I kissed my frog today, To my dismay He turned into a prince. I miss his croaking, I miss his wet slimy body, I miss his constant hopping. All I ...

Masterpiece I'm lying under the orange autumn leaves, watching the red maple leaves falling one by one. Slowly, the scenery starts to close my eyelids, but before I fall into ...

“Julia?” Aaron asked. Julia turned to her little brother, while still keeping an eye on the strange mist headed their way. Just out of the corner of her eye, she ...

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Kasai had left his horse at the temporary stables and was now storming through the camp. Many fires flared up and bit their masters as he passed. He knew he ...

When the light faded, Draper found himself lying on the floor of the abandoned building. Night had fallen, blending the shadows of the place together. Something cold was pulling itself ...

The streets of the town were lonely, save for the dust that the breeze stirred up on occasion; forming into tiny vortexes that waltzed down the abandoned thoroughfares until the ...

Hi, guys! I'm writing a short film called "Old Love". I've already shown it to one friend who also dabbles in writing and he likes it a lot. Constructive criticism ...

Welcome back! Sorry it took me so long to get this bit on! It's rated PG-13 'cause... Prince Kharles is dumb. More or less. Just watch out. Another vase shattered, ...

I hosted a Lyric Writing Contest, and Cat_910 took 1st place in it, so I was to write music to the lyrics she submitted. The lyrics are as follows: To ...

Remaining In The Past I stand in the dark So alone So silent I grieve in my despair So painful So quiet I cling to the past So revocable So ...

This might be a one-off, or I might have the will to carry it on. Treat it as a short story in its own right for now. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------