Young Writers

 

The rush is gone

I'm not sure how to feel It's like I want to be upset But I want to thank God.. Like I want to be sad, but tears no longer come.. I feel a deep...

Flesh

Am I just flesh and bones? Is there no soul No place to call home Is there no hope In you I searched for shelter, Safe harbor But nothing was there...

Old Moss - I

In the village I grew up in, there used to be two sheep for each human living. We knew the human population by the board set up at the edge of town...

Elysia: The Wasteworld (3-2)

"You know who they are?" I couldn't lie. A mild feeling of betrayal washed over me. Why couldn't she have told me about them before? "I told you to...

Elysia: The Wasteworld (3-1)

We meet some new friends, but we are unaware of what calamity is about to befall us...

Luster Lost

They say the mind of man is like the splendor of space. In outer space, there are planets, there are comets, there are stars, moons, supernovae, and...

I, Sea, Memories

Sand slips through my fingers. The sky is dusty gray, with a mix of amaranthine glow reminding me that it is dusk. This time of the morning is quiet...

Elysia: The Wasteworld (2)

Erik and I get a little intimate at the inn. CHAPTER TWO: THE INN ROOM Jessica's POV It wasn’t the neatest nor the safest place to stay the night, to...

Blessed Shall Be Thy Demise

A society in which Death is anticipated, glorified, and celebrated. On a Friday afternoon, East Hampton enters his house adorned in party decorations...

Elysia: The Wasteworld (1)

Due to the War that devastated the globe, all governments have lost their power and the systems that hold the world together are falling apart. The...