Young Writers Society

I'm sitting in class Writing this down Waiting for Seth To start his presentation. He's handed out papers And is ...

The Boy and The BridgeEach year when October gusts against the windowpaneThe boy balances on the bridgeAloneHe is waiting for ...

This was not meant to be a poem...but if you must you may tear it apart all you like (go ...

Sorry but this is going to be in two parts because I'm too lazy to finish the chapter on the ...

slow days inch along toward the lazy hazy tumbling days of summer stare out the window at rain hitting the ...

does it matter if i cry in the moonlight or draw star-spangled rainbows with my fingers or pick up half-empty ...

Four years old Standing on the cliff edge Jumping off Wanting to fly And to fly forever and a day ...

You act like I'm nothing Call me in just to put me down Treat me like I can't hear you ...

Hey.. Haven't been here in awhile.. been busy with school and work.. Anyways I recently started anew sotry but I ...

Being homeschooled I get to see things that repeatedly confuse me. I frequently wonder whether some of these actions are ...

Does anyone else here do web pages? I know emma does...and she's pretty good at it. I'm not that great ...

I turned my head to look at my husband, but he was not there. Where on earth could he be? ...

Lieutenant James Henderson walked down with the rest of his company, accompanied by the young Ensign Derek Sullivan, a seventeen-year-old ...

It's quiet and sleek With fangs so sharp and long It's so frightening It comes out when your asleep In ...

There was a story here, but I couldn't figure out how to delete the post. Anyway, myego was sorely bruised ...