Young Writers Society

He looked at the basket, then up at me. I couldn’t decipher the intense look. He moved closer to me. ...

You were the boy I always wanted to be. *sounds like a good start to me. draws my attention* I ...

The enemy is always winning The enemy is time. Together with love and passion Is always blood Has always been ...

The Sun is a star And a burning light illuminating the world That you can see from afar It is ...

2 “Topaz where were you today?” Kylie demanded with her hands on her hips. Topaz looked into her adoptive mother’s ...

Hello this is me I am myself Nobody else Just myself There is no one like me I am my ...

This is the first version of a song I wrote about my dad. He died two and a half years ...

Words on lined paper Blur Tears burn their acidweet trail Down the toocold skin Of my face Why is the ...

I wasn’t looking for what I found Obviously, since what I found was you. Upon entering this new round I ...

it's okay watching people trying to be arty with huge square white plates chicken drenched in cinammin ivory rice and ...

A note to the reader: While the single inappropriate word was edited out for this piece, it does contain a ...

friday's cool coz there's no more school you get 2 stay up late and watch t.v. no homework 4 math ...

i really miss my grandad im sure he'll miss me too in the sky with all the angels when im ...

me i am bullied me i am sad me i am scared me i am mad me i am happy ...

The first light touches upon the head, Morning’s anointment. The dew evaporates, Inner chemicals mix and bubble There is magic ...