Young Writers Society

Seville, Spain Charlotte Rush slapped the tape recorder on the café table and sat back, letting her eyes trace the geography of the clouds – tattered rags of cotton – ...

Farm Invasion

So here it goes. I'm looking forward for you critiques to correct my mistakes. I'm sure that I have a lot of them. ----- "Love Sea" I feel so lost ...

Tears of my own exhausted soul Blood of my own broken heart, The red on my hands The black on my lips My poison tongue And deafened ears my knuckles ...

*Diary assignment due in two days for History* Jan. 1765 Food -chickens: 30- 1 rooster -wheat: 15 bags -flour: 17 bags -rum: 60 barrels -pigs: 10 -goats: 2 ♥-13 I ...

Wellp - my first story. Here goes. As per the 'read this' threads, I won't say anything in a long, drawn-out intro, only that it's a bit short but I'll ...

Refuge A soft peace emanated from the sailboat. Resting in bobbing waters, its lonely sail was loose and easy in a gentle day’s breeze. She trusted her fingers to their ...

Fat Boy returns!!!! After JWF1415's persistent bugging. xD. Nah. I love my 'lil Fatty! - Day Four Oh God, please tell me I’m not crazy. This is ridiculous! I thought ...

He Doesn't See Me First Verse: He doesn't see me, Like I see me, He sees me beautiful. And he doesn't hear me, Like I hear me, He hears me ...

The Jane EffectBy Angel of DeathPart 4: Over Tea and Music The fire licked at the wood in the fireplace, colliding with the humming of the birds that danced in ...

I walk up the hallways alone, Like I do everyday. I can’t find anyone to talk to me. So I just hang my head down in shame. No one notices ...

I'm not overly fond of this, simply because I've written a lot better, but it comes from somewhere dark, where deep meaning is less important than honesty. And at any ...

Cautiously, they picked their way between rows of abandoned cars, flitting between the shadows of crumbling buildings. Moving stealthily like cats, two men, each cradling a shotgun, and three women ...

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This is a poem I wrote in computer class...kind of a companion to one of my stories, Carson Layne's story ( [i]brilliant[/i] title I know). It needs work. Harsh crits ...