I, as a person. I also seek perfection in things I  see, like this girl in front of me. Her hair is messy, she has blood on her mouth, eyes are soar. She's a total mess that I can call a trash. She have this life where her family is broken, she's living like an outcast. An imperfect life you can call.

She wanted some changes, perfection! She wants a big circle of friends, a happy family that everyone would...

The burn in my mouth is your name;
It’s like pronouncing fireworks,
And preaching gunpowder
 
Cos your lips are a pair of pyromaniacs,
And with a stolen kiss,
They left matches between my teeth and petrol on my tongue
 
My ribcage door is hanging by its hinges;
There is nothing inside but space,
And the skeleton of a fantasy
 
Cos those eyes of yours are hungry lovers,
And with just a glance,
They swallowed everything big from...

"Be warned, I'll fall too deeply. Be prepared for a sappy romantic if you take a step closer towards me. I'll expect roses and kisses and smiles all day - I'll be a nightmare. I'll want to hold your hand in mine because I've always wondered what it would be like. I'll look into your eyes every chance I get. I'd never want to label their colour wrongly again. I'll always ask if you're okay when you're not. I'll always...

I write to give mute people a voice to be heard, to give deaf people a hope to be understand and to make blind people see how beautiful our world is, behind its cruelties.

I write because I choose to write. I choose to write because I show more emotion, more detail. More than just simply drawing something. In this world I find true beauty in words, books, articles. Anything other than Something I can just stare at for entertainment and fun that will last me only a minute. I write because it shows the true me and my true emotions in life. The emotions of sadness, happiness, or Mabey anger. Because in words...

I write because I choose to write. I choose to write because I show more emotion, more detail. More than just simply drawing something. In this world I find true beauty in words, books, articles. Anything other than Something I just stare at for entertainment and fun that will last me only a minute. I write because it shows the true me and my true emotions in life. The emotions of sadness, happiness, or Mabey anger. Because in words I...

Hey all, 
Hope you have all had a great day!
The winner of this weeks shout out is... 
CORNER WRITING CLUB!
Corner writing club are so amazing I can’t describe how much I appreciate the work that they have done. They are super great, patient and cooperative. 
If you haven’t already definitely check out thier page. They have competitions, games, prompts, tips and more. 

Keep up the good work everyone!
Lianhabanana! 

This is a letter I wrote but never sent. To the boy who did some of the worst.
Love, C


I have been trying to find the best words to officially and completely let you go. Last summer, I had written many letters to you, but I this one is it. My last one. In order to completely let you go, I will let you know about the poems and writings I have done about you. One of them I...

     Ray and Rain call in their children from another room to be introduced to their aunt and uncle, Sun and Cloud.
     The children all come running in all at the same time, as typical. Though they do their own thing most of the time, on special occasions they all stay together.
     As they enter the room, they subconsciously line up in a specific order. This is also typical of them.

     Red is...

Before the yelling and the crying,
I stood before you listening to my heart beating,
and felt my fingertips go numb.
I could feel myself letting my breaths out slow, it almost felt painful.
It was the last moments I had before you let me go,
and the first moments of tasting life on my own.
-C

broken 
pieces shatter to the floor
my heart 
breaks and breaks again 
why am i the only one feeling this way 
why am i the only one crying 
i cant breathe 
i cant swallow the knot in my throat
How can i live my life
with my insides so twisted up 

 

Welcome to New Comer’s Bay
 
Perhaps you stood on New Comer’s Bay
scratching your leg with your other foot
looking around for something
that isn’t quite really there
eyes glued to the precious screen
you carry around in your pocket
to look anything but confused, alone or even bored
and to look very busy on the screen
you have no business to attend
 
Perhaps you stood on New Comer’s Bay
when the little yellow boat fl-unked you off ...

Hello, hello!

So, this is just a list and a few details of some user-hosted contests going on right now, and I'm posting this in hopes that these contests will get more entries/support, because these hosts deserve it! Now without further ado (organized from earliest to latest deadline):

Darth Plagueis The Wise66's contest here:
Deadline: October 31
Theme(s): Halloween scary story.
Word Limit: At least 1000 words

Araw's contest here:
Deadline: November 4
Theme(s): Shrinking, things...

If you missed the original announcement post, I recommend you read it here.
I will read and comment on every piece, and review every piece that isn't something like a Q&A. Tag your piece with the tag in parentheses or post your piece in the comments.

Day 1 (#constellation or #SFOW1): Write a short story based on a constellation (recommended less than 1000 words).

Day 2 (#brokendream or #SFOW2): Write a character who had a dream that they worked...

    "Karen Hippolyta Summers. It is very nice to meet you all." The new girl announced her name and I peered over my book at the sound of her middle name: Hippolyta. My eyes quickly skimmed the open pages of the book open in my hands. Hippolyta. Hippolyta. Hippolyta. She was everywhere. But that was only fitting, as I was reading a book on Greek mythology. Hippolyta: daughter of Ares, Queen of the Amazons.
    I looked up just in...

As I write, I lose track of time as I meticulously type word after word. 
As I write, I advocate for myself and my peers who are disabled, or as I like to call it who are differently able.
As I write, I try to educate individuals to better understand disabilities and to see it in a positive light.
As I write, I choose to empower people and to lift them up as they read my writing. 
As I write, ...

I wish to speak my truth
but my voice shakes
and I stumble over every other word.

I consider the things that matter most
And everything I must express
But the words never make it past my lips.

In the dead of night
I walk through imaginary conversations
and plan speeches I know I'll never give.

But when I pick up a pencil
and mar a blank page with everything inside me
I can finally see myself there. 







 

Clinging on the the life jacket I had bought before I got on the boat, I tore off people trying to grab the strings. I watched others get swept away by the menacing waves, and other slip under the surface, doomed to stay at the bottom of the dark pit of water forever. I would help, but I couldn’t. I didn’t know how to swim. A mother with an infant bobbing up in down in the water cried out a...

Hi guys! I know many of you will just scroll past this, but if you happen to read it, I’m having a  writing competition! Anyone who enters will receive a follow as a thank you! Any genre is great, any  length, but NO POEMS PLEASE!! There is no max or min word limit, so you don’t have to worry about fitting your creativity in a paragraph or two! So far I’ve gotten lots of great entry’s and it’s so amazing to...

 I stare at the world

    And I cry

        And cry

            And cry

But I don’t cry
Because I can never cry
But it is not my eyes
That shed tears
It is my heart
For my heart is nothing
But an object of the courts
It is confused
It is torn
It will be whole someday
Or so they like to say
But me and mine
We don’t exist
So I continue to stare
    
    And cry

        And cry

            And...

We had to restart the application
                         tears 
                          fall
no recomm
endation?
WELL, YOU SHOULD'VE FINISHED THE SCHOLARSHIP APPLICATION AND SUBMIT IT
tears
fall
faster (Today's the day its due. I could still turn it, you vile woman. How stupid are you)

                                                        the principal said she won't writesob
She won't write what?




*sob*the*sob* recommendation*sob* ...

One day I will walk no more.


As movement ceases all meaning
And I stumble and fall
And lie in wait forever.

A hand raised out in vain
I screamed out loud for help
But I looked all around
And there was nothing there at all.

As desperation takes hold
The darkness broke and set in
Raised to the sky, for one last time
I cried aloud - and there was nothing more.
 

    I am old.  Wrinkled  Gray.  My life was wasted, spent in trying to be old when I was young and trying to be young when I was old, and succeeding at neither.  I never did what I wanted to do with my life because I was too busy trying to please people I didnt like who didn't care about me.  My marriage fell apart because I didn't spend the time I could have to hold it together.  My family all...

What do you most value about WtW?
I like the community---it's large enough to have lots of interesting work but at the same time small enough that I feel like I know each writer here individually.  If you mentioned the username of someone here, I would know who they are and what their writing is like.

What would you like to see WtW do differently?
I wish that the policies were less strict.  The whole thing about not being able...

    Asking a writer why they write is like asking a philosopher about the meaning of life. You can't get one answer that is the same from every person, it's one of those questions that will haunt you for the rest of your life. One of those questions that you can spend your whole life searching for the answer, and end up finding yourself, by never really answering the question you had originally. No, you can't ask someone why they write...