Young Writers Society

In the shadows Where the hollow heart thrives Bereft of all sorts It's beat stutters Pausing a mantra of a thousand voices One persists to thrive inside the near dead ...

Pathenol Ethyl Ester McKay It was all new to her. She walked down the empty hall, lagging behind the teacher as she looked around. There was a shelf the length ...

[Inspired by "Sukie in the Graveyard" by Belle & Sebastian- yes, I'm that sad. These are my NaNo characters, though, so I'd like to know what you think. ^_^] When ...

Author's note: Bored one fine summer afternoon, I randomly decided to write about each of my classes from freshman year. Each class has its own piece of lined paper, and ...

She walked over to the window and pulled the dusty moth eaten curtains back just a sliver. If she was caught she would be punished, again, but she didn't care. ...

Singing For Stars These skybound eyes gaze after stars, Who swirl across the deep night sky. Oh glimmer diamonds from afar! And revel, sparkle as you fly! So fair, these ...

“They're gonna clean up your looks with all the lies in the books to make a citizen out of you,” a guy called Trickster sang from the back of class ...

Welcome to my new rap, music is my weapon, not a gat. I'm spitting to you dad, No mom I ain't mean or sad. Yo dad you can't stop me, ...

Standing in the middle of the clearing I prayed silently that I had lost them. For a moment there was quiet. Then the howling started up again and I knew ...

This is a place to post YOUR original work that may not fit in the other categories. Please make sure that you did it yourself. If this is not your ...

Snow. It is all that I see. I am surrounded by the gleaming blizzard; it swirls down to the ground me. I am lying on my side, half buried in ...

Spoiler! : Los Angeles, California “Five,” Booker Lee yelled, pointing the gun at the woman's head, his face stony. “You've got five seconds before your wife dies. And I swear ...

I wrote this poem for my aunt who's in the hospital. The idea for the poem came to me in a dream. In it I saw my Aunt and Uncle ...

(You know, while I was writing this I've noticed something about the main character. He knows everything that's going to happen, yet he doesn't know anything about what's going on. ...

I can't sleep now. Snowflakes drifted down from the heavens. They spiraled and swirled in the winter air as if dancing to a symphony. The trees were wrapped in blankets ...