Young Writers Society

*~*~* Khor heard crashes and bangs coming from somewhere in the darkness. He stood and looked down the dark hall. There was clashing. It felt like hatred was flowing down ...

I haven’t seen her since that night. She used to sit on the porch all morning and all afternoon, even in the winter, when there were no leaves in the ...

Chapter One (Part 1.) 2. Standing up, Tess caught a glimpse of her hands. A thin trail of sick scampered across the back of her right hand, left there from ...

Eol allowed Lira and Kwest to stay in her house for the night. Despite the outside looks, it was a comfortable home. Before they left, Kwest made sure to give ...

i kinda liked the idea of wizards acting like normal people (aka, the job and stuff), so that is mostly what spawned this story Johnny stormed into my cubicle, and ...

This is the edited version. I think it's much better--not nearly as abstract or confusing. The Door I am burning, swirling, shaking. In my mind pass forgotten faces. The cool ...

A SpeechThe great Dining Hall was abuzz with conversation; a guest had come to the university from far away. This guest was an old gentleman with white, bushy hair, mustache ...

*~*~* Khor woke with a start and looked around. He waved his hand and the dark cell lit instantly. Standing at the bars, looking in, was Kizen. “Hello.” He said ...

Hatchet Road The garage shielded us from the cruel July sun. Boredom had left me lacking energy and interest, flopped in a lawn chair and totally ignorant of the life-changing ...

Prologue Dorin slowly forced his hands towards the fiery gloves. Even though he claimed he was never afraid, at that moment his hands were shaking violently. If you do this ...

Chapter One Robin couldn’t feel her fingers. The barn was far too cold. In the height of winter, Robin Bernadette Docherty found herself amid the shivering chickens, shunting them aside ...

The previously burnt features of the Jedi had vanished, and after only a few minutes his face looked completely unscathed. As for the wound which went through his stomach, that ...

The word "smink" came from Staring_at_ceiling in the chatrooms. Me likee, so I decided to create a poem about it. ------ The Smink, one would think, Would be a sort ...

First poem I write for something that's not school, hehe... Not very good, in my opinion... so I know it need lots of critiques!! Please tell me what you think. ...

Stay up late and we’d talk all night,In a dark room lit by the TV light,Through all the hard times in my life,Those nights kept me alive. That’s just how ...