Young Writers Society

ok first of all I want to note, I KNOW that this sucks, it needs more imagery, and blah blah blah. Don't tell me what's wrong with it, tell me ...

Hey guys! I know, it's hereee! Okay, warning: from this chapter on, more sexual and dramatic things will happen. Also, the chapters will start to gradually get longer. Also, people ...

Hey Everyone, this is my entry to Vernon's Bed contest. In the story we must personify a bed so here's my story. Critisism is much appreciated! Speechless I still remember ...

"Let's go somewhere the tide can take us there." Away from an industrious city Where no one exists like us- the witty. you sigh for an inspired song and I ...

Lynn was out shopping with her mom after playing hooky on the last day of school. She never got to see her mom; she was a single parent with a ...

The Princess’s Dragons Many years in past In a place so far away Lives a story that will last For generations it will stay It tells of a princess dear ...

I drifted here from a foreign shore, my head a wash with forgotten lore. Rested in the ether among the stars, took a stumble, but fell too far. On and ...

I'm sorry if it isn't very good, I'm really a beginner poet. And I can only write decent poetry when I'm depressed. This poetry was originally published on the web ...

Bonus points for whoever names what literary allusion appears in this piece! The Pilgrim's Prayer If his speech had a name, It would be Soothing. Even though I need no ...

TANGLED UP IN BLUE TOM. Things were good, which basically meant that Ashley wasn’t getting any ideas. Most girls think that just because a guy is living with them they ...

*note* The one thing in writing and in my speech that I pride myself on is my way to make anything seem logical no matter how unbelievable. For speech class, ...

“Hazel” His eyes are nondescript, dark, and hazy from afar: indifference in a nutshell. Knit eyebrows, lank hair, a powerful though stooping figure; his slightest movement drips mysteriousness. So

I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s my job so I’ll try, I’ll try to tell you what it’s like when I do my thing; when I fly. ...

Okay, so this is my 1st post of Heartbeat and I really haven't gone through all of it to find all of the spelling mistakes and stuff, but I really ...

Here's Nikola again! *** Outside of Sarajevo, Bosnia The air was pregnant with water. As Nikola ran through the field – each step stealing acetic tears from his eyes that ...