Young Writers Society

Lyssa led me down a long hallway. The walls were a deep purple, and gold curtains were hung over the doors. At the end of the hallway Lyssa knocked on ...

I get a funny feeling, It comes from deep inside. I get all mad and angry, Wanting to go and hide. My doctor calls it depression, My dad says it's ...

Your cavities and fork-tongued smiles trace out the frosting, peeling through layers, searching for the whore (cramped and as anxious as you) huddled in the inside hollow, her chapping lips ...

(Just wondering what YWS shall make of it.) He knows that those who only want to live speak in lyric, not in song.

I was at the dentist when it happened. It was all very innocent, really. There I was, lying against the sticky plastic of the examining chair, trying not to sweat ...

Creek 1 Light lives on you, like a water bug, flashing, here now, gone in a flash. Blink. The sun echoes so radiantly in you, reflecting what is and what ...

I wrote this about when some of my family and I went fishing and my brothers had...let's just call it way too much fun...comment, critique, and enjoy!!! On the Way ...

Hope you enjoy! And please comment, criticize, etc.!!! ~Revelations~ Walking through the cemetery, eyes closed. I don’t want to see it. He pushes, mom, make it stop. Who is he? ...

I enter the room. It is a big room, yet it feels small, enclosed, and frightening. I am here to get help. Paranoia engulfs me. I am suffocating. I sit ...

The early-day sun shone weakly down into the streets of the small village, casting shadows across the grass beside the paths. The thatched rooves shone with the morning's dew, and ...

It was time. The time I had to be strong in front of my best friend, even though I knew he was about to die. It started three days prior. ...

Europe Screws Everything Up Authors utilize a variety of tools in order to drive their literatures plot. Of the variety of tools at their disposal authors often choose to use ...

~*~*~ Knall jerked his head up and looked around. Of course, he didn’t see anything. Darkness closed all around the entire crevice. He rolled over and felt Skyzer sleeping gently. ...

This is another draft of my other response to the epilogue. I'm actually doing chapters, which is a totally new thing for me. This is just the beginning so it's ...

Okay. And she tells herself, "Take the plunge, you can do it!" So I'm being brave. Be proud!!! : ) But, this is my first poetry piece ever. So while ...