Young Writers Society

They were just so petite. He couldn't help his urge to chuckle aloud. That moment he did, they all coldly gazed at him. He mumbled "Sorry." he knew they were ...

I called and then again, I tried Until the moon grew full I cried, Couldn't breath and couldn't speak Fell to the ground when I was weak. I pulled the ...

montgomery i didn’t use to be like this. i didn’t use to be afraid. i was bold and strong, i didn’t care about nothing. now i’m goddamn scared. for the ...

please read chapter 1 before chapter 2: topic35923.html hello everyone. otaku again. just wanted to fix chapter two so it would look shiny. i am not going to do anymore ...

Math? I'd rather take a bath, But the numbers, are as important as slumber. Because, if you don't know what is 1+2, I'm sorry my friend but your very, very ...

He never looked into her eyes, He never held her when she cried. He never grasped her hand real tight, When they walked alone at night. He never stopped and ...

"Smile," the TV's bland, monotone female voice told Mr. Maple and his two children, Marilyn and Josh. "Because no matter what your situation is, it can always - always - ...

A muttering, dusty figure, slumped forward on the sidewalk. Where others quicken pace, afraid you'll rape them or ask for money, I pause a moment to place my patent-leather briefcase ...

Endless Breath Jenny’s mother was faintly schizophrenic, of this I was sure. The woman never really talked to me or Sam when we visited our friend and her fifty-plus exotic ...

I know as your reading this, you don’t want to hear a normal story. That’s because you picked up this book, and thought well what a cute cover, a boy ...

You don't like the color of my skin. Because its blacker then yours. You don't like my mother because she had me and she wasn't married. So in your eyes ...

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow Across Northrend's bright and shining snow. I ...

Blaze In the heat of the sun, I stand amongst oblivious passer-bys. As my tongue feels the whispers of the wind, I taste emotions, all mixed up into one drunken ...

There's me. Ya, pretty useless and pathetic. My hair is a mess, my pants are full of holes, and I spend more nights alone in my room staring at a ...

Fifteen Years Too Long I want to be in Texas, where the sun will always shine To hear a thousand crickets sing and see the stars at night. I want ...