Young Writers Society

Every night, she saw him sitting back, watching as if he knew her, but she’d never met him before in her life.

The silence woke her.

It was a hell of a way to die.

No one was sorry to see him die. Except me.

“I trusted you.”
“Well then you can’t exactly blame me, can you? It was your mistake.”

Use the lyrics of your favorite song as the basis for your story.

“I love you from the bottom of my heart, but I don’t trust your cooking. Stay out of my kitchen.”

“Some days even the devil sits back and admires my work.”

“I find peace in the rain.”

Despite the blindfold, she knew exactly where she was.

Your character is given a list of names. They don’t know why.

“Just give me a minute. I can make this worse.”

One day you wake up as a human lie detector who is accurately able to tell when someone is lying. Your ability tells you that everything your best friend (or significant other) says, including their name, is a lie.

Someone barges through your front door and says: “Whatever happens, whoever comes knocking, I’ve been here for at least an hour.”

A story starts focusing on Person A. Person B comes along and starts to fall in love with Person A. Person A is killed by the Protagonist, revealing that A is the antagonist. Person B then vows to kill the Protagonist and focus shifts to them.

Here's something else,
Noble Ranks: Women
Empress
Queen
Grand Duchess
Grand Princess
Archduchess
Duchess
Princess
Marchioness
Countess
Viscountess
Baroness
Knight or Dame
Lady

“Do you trust me?”
“No”
“Smart man”

.”Who are you?... Death?”
“Sometimes. Not today.”

“Well this is a nice change of scenery.”
“It’s a prison cell.”
“I was being sarcastic.”

“Technically it wasn’t on fire.”
“Of course it wasn’t on fire! You completely blew it up!”

This was perplexing. He’d never had someone fail to die before.

You live in two different dimensions. When you fall asleep in one, you wake up in another. On your eighteenth birthday you have to choose one.

“I think that you’re not as dark as you want people to believe.”

At the age of 21, everyone receives a weapon that embodies them perfectly. Yours is special.

When someone’s heart breaks, so does a piece of the world. They are normally cracks in the road, or potholes. Tell the story of the Grand Canyon.

"I taught you how to pick locks and this is how you're using that skill?

There had never been a worse time to sneeze.

There was a list of things that could have gone wrong that day, being shoved down the laundry chute was not on it.

"Lord give me patience or an untraceable handgun."