Young Writers Society

Karz shot his pretend air-gun at Ramwick across the orchard and watched merrily as his friend fell to the ground in a mock death. He ran up to Ramwick and ...

Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run. The rabbit tears through the field, A white blur in the midst of all the green. He pauses, his nose twitching. Then he ...

Once more Ralph dreamed, Skillful feet deal with his difficulties, Forced down bare rock, Between that & the dark Luxuriance of the forest, Peered, awestricken, into the gloom. Shrieking, shrieking, ...

you think you're all alone, like you were never known. that there is no one there, and no one even cares. where's that smile that was known? now only sadness ...

The gentle breeze whispered through the trees and over the pale sand. The sun’s extreme heat could be felt as it reflected off the sand and the ocean water. The ...

A very short screenplay I wrote. Best read while listening to the music mentioned and envisioning it in black and white, as it should be shot. Thank you for reading, ...

This is a short story in progress. I'll add the rest to this post as it goes. ***                                          The

Okay, so another short story, I typed this up today in a spur of boredom. I hope you like it. Critiques are encouraged, response's are loved. They said I needed ...

The earth quaked again as I put my hands in front of me before I fell to the ground. Luckily I did because another bomb came crashing down, heaving ruble ...

The discomfited fidgeting in my hand, the twitch as my fingers rub the door frame, five times too many, five times too many, five times too many. and again. While ...

On the corner of applecharm and golden butters, where breads mix in with cinnamon and skirts flutter in the absence of crows, culture breeds beneath bare feet on cobblestones. Lonely ...

Chapter 1 Blue Melodies and Old Lighthouses “Would you stop moping and at least try to be positive?” My dad said looking at me through the rear view mirror. How ...

JIMMY November 29th, 1989 Day One: Starts off wif us running, cause it’s called running away and that’s all that makes sense to us to be doing. Samantha’s fingers laced ...

I wasn't sure whether to put a rating on this or not, because the book definitely needs a rating of R, but my post isn't going to have anything bad ...

Optical Illusion Maybe you're just a shining star Peeking out from behind the moon And maybe you're nothing but An empty space Maybe you're a miracle That blew in the ...