Young Writers Society

I. I sit hopelessly in my prized folding chair. The sun brings out my freckles and the dry grass crinkles between my sandaled toes. We all ponder the wiles of ...

Sort of Wine Crimson swirls in the water beneath My dripping fingers. It’s a funny thing To watch To realize that this is it This is your lifestuff Pouring out ...

Okay, so this idea just came to me and it's probably horrible, but I wanted to see what ya'll thought. Critiques are welcome, no matter how painful they are. Verse ...

Revised and updated. I've decided to continue the story. Slight edit, though, I've changed the format of the novel, and a Prologue is no longer needed. * * * * ...

There are five books in this series all of which, in my opinion, are completely original, enrapturing and thought-provoking. The author, Isaac Asimov, has been described as the creator of ...

She hides under her "Emo" face Says she doesn't need saving grace Says she is content living a life in a pit but everytimes she tells this truth Her hearts ...

The swift beat of wings lifted the dragon and his rider from the castle wall into the open air. In a moment they were gliding over the harvesting fields, forty ...

Something really spontaneous I wrote, Its a half poem and half narrative story of a mans psychopathic battles in life. ENjoy The Five Battles Zittermore Your eyes are so sweet, ...

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Someone I don't know sent me a bit of a story and here it is: The rain was pouring down outside. Lightning struck every few seconds and thunder pounded on ...

CHERUB is made up of kids and is the Junior Divsion of MI5. James Adams is sent to Australia to take in information about a religious cult who is involved ...

The Hope of Imagination Amid the flowers of Imagination I met her smile And we walked, and talked For just a little while. I will see her soon again, And ...

I miss her words The song is faded No longer heard A little jaded I miss her words But not for one moment Do I suspect That the Muse is ...

This page is blank. It is void of black that normal people would recognise as letters, which can be strung together to make words and then sentences and eventually some ...

Underneath Giza, Egypt, 1997 The glyphs were smaller here, and more crowded. It was as if their creator had been running out of time and space, but still had much ...