Young Writers Society

an old blue book, pansies, windowsills solemnity

i just want something that makes me obligated to write, whether it’s outlines or poetry.

The children who died are ghosts. They wander what used to be the school. One of them ate fruit which turned him from human to dragon. Now claws replaced his ...

'I, Robot' Vibes for that character xD But I have a feeling they'll be one of my favs :3 @Spearmint

Awe, thank you Orabella :D You are so kind!!!!

i remembered i had an account here recently so i logged back on - half wish i didn't because i posted the weirdest stuff back in 2016-17. i still kind ...

Congratulations!!!! You deserve it!!!

DAY 11 THE BEAUTY OF THE STORM AND THE RAIN the beauty of the storms and the rain. sometimes, it isn't misery or pain. it is the beauty of being ...

a collab poem with the wonderful @EllieMae! =D (image credit to Ellie) Text: C O W (OWW, MY FEELINGS.) A play on words poem, by Spearmint and EllieMae You uttered ...

cliched love poem roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you. your eyes shine like stars, in my stomach, butterflies fight wars, seeing you is ...

they too are tires stacked on car bed like books and carpets that cats hate

@AkiraEliza whilst there's no rule against posting here, this is technically Midnight's hello thread xD You're welcome to post your own or to post here: Anyway, welcome back!

TRY NOT TO CAUSE YOUR MOMS DEATH CHALLENGE (GONE WRONG!!!!) For my current WIP, “I’ll meet you in my dreams” FINDING AN ABANDONED BUILDING FILLED WITH RACCOONS WORKING AS SLAVES ...

Character: A 19 year old apart of a train crew ( conductor's assistant to be exact ) living in the 1920's. He has depression, and consistently tries to make an ...

He just stood there with his beady eyes, not saying a word. He was, of course, a stuffed animal, so this was natural