Young Writers

 

Monkey See Monkey Do

He thinks i'm crazy Ha. I laugh Perhaps i am a little mad Lost in my day dreams But crazy follows crazy Ha. Ha. Ha.

Wild Child

wild child keep your tiddley winks in line your dress is riding up wild child sit still you're making me nervous shut your mouth when you talk to me...

The Spectator Chapter 7 ending and Chapters 8 and 9. Ending.

My imagination was once again let loose on the place, but I was sure to keep a short leash on it this time, lest something escape again. The empty...

Theft

“Male, late twenties maybe early thirties, about five foot ten, brown hair, brown eyes sort of thick build. If anyone is to describe this guy it...

Cloud Chasing

Cloud Chasing “GET READY TO JUMP!” The thick metal door is flung open. The light beams in, burning my eyes. Why did I think this was a good idea?! I’...

The Price of Holding On

A short poem about learning the hard way of having to let go of our first love.

Tell Me!

Tell me, What is it? ...because I have nothing to say. He had nothing to say after everything he had said . What do you want me to say? Tell me! I'll...

Good people

They say the good ones always sacrifice more. Always bow and devoted to whatever unacceptable situations that happens. Always surrender to get...