Young Writers Society

Here is my second entry for Whence's "The Snape" poetry competition. This is a poem that (theoretically) Snape might have written about Lily Evans. Green eyes that haunt, Emeralds that ...

This is one of my two entries for Whence's "The Snape" poetry comp. Let me know what you think! (note: this would appear on the tomb of Severus Snape) Here ...

~*~*~ Knall’s head was swimming. He was lying on a cold, metal floor and he was on his back. He rolled over unto his belly and stood. He stretched and ...

Anyone who can read English should read this book! It is one of (if not) my favorite books ever. Brief history--Richard Adams is (still alive and writing) a British author. ...

Whilst taking part of this journey we conquer places where awry actions untie our laces; “Cradling up to that fierce stream pulling us down asunder. Misperceiving rocks for lifeguards, obtaining ...

Please keep in mind that this is a very rough draft, without any blocking or thought as to how it will be performed yet. It is to be delivered to ...

Here is a story I wrote for English. I'm posting to find out how to post and stuff. The House He had walked slowly to the abandoned house. Or had ...

**Continued** Sam stared at her. He could feel the sweat on his brow cooling in the wind, as around them, all was silent. Her clear hazel brown eyes looked into ...

She goes and sits in the corner. All alone again. Her knife in her hand. As her hand closes tighter on the handle she slowly moves the blade across her ...

Shadows play across our faces as cobwebs hang from our minds Echoing from our mouths the words still float in wait How much longer, how much more of this can ...

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It's just you and I in my car. We had a great time country swing dancing, even if I almost dropped you on your head a couple of times. The ...

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This is the first part to the prologue of "The Tales of Arc" a rough draft for a book I'm writing. Critiquing and feedback as to how compelling, or not, ...

There was nothing but rubble left of the house. He wondered how it caught fire. Then he remembered the shirt catching fire and wondered if the man had done it. ...