Young Writers Society

She was a great beauty, she was alive. She was human, she laughed and she cried. Then came he. She never wore make-up before, she never looked like a whore. ...

(Note: this is a story less about the fantasy, and more about the development of people, as most of my stories are. Excuse the fact that the French written in ...

*So for the contest we had to personify a bed, and here's my shot. We lined to attention, on polished floors and covered in clean sheets, to greet the mourners. ...

A simple song repeats in my head over, again, once more the right words sound as if they were wrong but sound so sweet. Just that simple tune fills the ...

It was a cool Sunday morning as Paddington left the Brown’s residence for a nice relaxing stroll. Aunt Lucy had told him that exercise was a vital part in maintaining ...

Skies The rain falls onto the stone pavement, holding me with its wet, cold fingertips. Under the hidden sunlight, I try to hold my falling tears, showering my worn-out feet. ...

This is a new style for me, so please critique. There is something missing and I am hoping someone will be able to show me. Commas were, for the main ...

I cannot explain the situation you've placed me in, Like, seriously, baby, I wouldn't even know where to begin. I just look around and see the things you've left behind, ...

PAGE ONE (5 panels, thin panels going from the top to bottom of the page) Panel 1. We get a really red face. And it looks like she’s in pain ...

Love comes in many colours, giving a sky to all its emotions. From happy moments to tearful thoughts, love conquers all. Its one emotion that shines in all ages. And ...

Here will I place my five stories for Cals contest. I don't want to make FIVE NEW threads for these sillly stories. It would be silly of someone silly like ...

Prologue: Jealousy. It rages inside of me. I feel that if people look me in the eyes, they can see a fire burning. I take out my iPod and turn ...

Scene 3. Kazia's porch. Kazia and her parents are sitting at a table having coffee. Kazia stands to meet Vladek. He grasps Kazia's hand and begins to cover her arm ...

Tried to write something in the vein of Philip K. Dick. Please review! And All This But Mere Perceptions He’d almost forgotten to take his pills. He needed to remember ...

A. G.entle B.reeze By: Josh G. Dedicated to A.G.B. ‘don’t ever give up hope.’ When I first saw her, time stopped. Nothing else mattered when I was with her. Her ...