Young Writers Society

Running from Yourself Lying, unreliable attention hogs. Telling her there was something wrong with her. She was fine. Perfect. Nothing was wrong. Helen was sitting on the uncomfortable leather of ...

Teenager You ask me what’s wrong With the world today? But you seem to forget I really don’t care What happened at school? You always ask me Didn’t you know ...

"Gosh does this woman ever shut up." Jeff thought as his new guidance counselor drug on and on. She had on a gray pant suit with a white shirt, all ...

In the depths of darkness pulsing, within and yet not apart of; earth, rich and moist... something stirred. Comforting warmth leaked, seeping out of lethargic awakening, heating water that enveloped ...

[s]The Gray Reign. The sky is a shadowed gray mass, Shifting quickly and quietly with the wind, And blocking all the warmth of God’s sunlight. It brings forth only the ...

I consider this my 'first' poem, I have done some other ones but they were for practice and none were really finished. Critique! __________________________________ To lie in endless wait, I ...

"I should have joined the search, the human net that dragged the beach. I draw a bath and know he knows I will not save him." - You switched from ...

(I know that the argument between the mum and dad needs to be improved, but i can't work out how 2 do it. if u have any suggestions about that ...

Chapter 2 When Nasaru woke up by the light shining in his room he left it and went to the eating area. “Sleep good last night?” asked Gano. “Yes. Replied ...

Have you ever been in a situation where you felt that it would very, very nice indeed to know just exactly when you've gone too far to turn back? Exactly ...

The War-Machine The whirling of the war-machineis deafening as itthunders over burning* fieldson an endless road to oblivion. Not so sure whether I should have posted it. I find it ...

I understand that this is only a fragment of an unfinished work, but it still remained confusing to me. there seemed to be several inconsistencies. For example at the beginning ...

Chapter Two Marcus headed home that night in a bad mood. There was nothing more that he wanted to do, but sleep and never see the sight of that irritating ...

Wow, this is turning out to be more of a book. Well, I started, so I suppose I'll finish. Here's section four. Maybe I'll make a little short, paperback book ...

I guess you could call this and Epilouge, but I have to do an assignment for English where I write an extended ending to The Giver. Please critique, because I ...