Young Writers Society

Bo shook his head fervently. He reached into his pajama pant pocket and dug out a toy truck, offering it to Raina. “Play?” he asked.

A little boy no older than three years enters the doorway beneath the spectre’s hovering feet. The boy’s wavy dark brown hair sticks up in all directions and his light ...

51 Days B.N.D. The air was heavy with the sobriety of hundreds of lives lost and forgotten on a sandy shore. No soul remained on the island beside theirs, and ...

Ms. Fleece chuckled in the way old ladies did with that fond, endeared laugh. "Not to worry," she said. "The cookies are vegan safe for the special eaters. But still ...

BEEP! NEXT PROMPT! The worst response to the question: "Why did you want this job?"

Petrus had been a little slower to follow after everyone. He'd entered the first room before everyone, but he wasn't so quick to leave it until he was sure he'd ...

After being told that this was the waiting hall, James took the nearest seat possible. He sat down heavily on the closest chair, watching the two doctors with a growing ...

The last of the evening's light shone brightly through the yellow and white stripes of the canvas tent overhead. Ren stuck the landing as he double-flipped from the tightrope, feet ...

"Papa!" Heart called. Fallen leaves and pine needles crunched under his feet as he ran towards the porch, where Killian stood by the smoker, checking on the carp under the ...

For a moment, James felt overwhelmed at the surprisingly warm greetings. He had been expecting something more cold and clinical, so the casual friendliness caught him off guard. He nodded, ...

James lost track of how long he'd traveled down the dirt road winding through the thick forest. The further he went, the further moss crept up each tree, like it ...

Petrus Rikk The clang of metal was harsh and rhytmic. Softened by the furnace, the metal gave slowly to each pounding blow, flattening under the hammer as Petrus worked it ...

Petrus wandered over to the billiards table, leaning down to look underneath it. Honestly, there was no real reason apart from a bored, anxious curiosity. He wasn't expecting to actually ...

Petrus hummed at Brittany's failed attempt to pick up the cup of tea, sharing in her disappointment. When he glanced back, he saw Fred had entered the room with them. ...

Jada The training arena felt more like a wrestling ring, from what Jada had observed of others' training, but it was different for her: her powers weren't explicity combative, and ...