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Alone

Loner

Dazed and dreaming
Float away
Watch the world
With an empty face
They call you beautiful
They call you smart
They say "your future's bright"
And that you have a big heart

So why does it feel
Like you're on your own
Even when you laugh
It's like you're all alone
They laugh along with you
They talk and they share
But still sometimes
It's like they aren't really there

Not on the same page
Not even the same book
They've got the right one
And you don't know where to look
Because everything you say
Just comes out wrong
And now you're wondering how long
You can play along

Before they can see through you
To call your bluffs
Before they realize what's happened
And say that they've had enough
How long will it take
til they figure it out?
How long will you last
Once they've figured you out?

Not long, probably...
You that's its true
And when all's said and done
They can laugh at you
On your own
Because
You already know
How to survive alone

JSWify3's picture

Missing You

Missing you,
The way you look me in the eyes,
The way you laugh, talk, smile
When I’m with you my heart pounds fast,
When we’re apart my heart rips in two,
All my life I never thought I’d feel this way,
Laying on my bed, all alone in the dark, crying
Missing you…
I hug my pillow believing that its you,
I know there is other people in the world,
But i don’t want them i want you and only you.
One tear strolls down my cheek then another then another,
I won’t stop this till you’re right here by my side,
missing your smile, missing the things you do,
I sit on my bed,
Missing you…
I need you! I want you! and I’ll feel this way until I have you!
You wipe away my tears,
You frighten away my fears.
My life is incomplete without you,
My heart is apart till I have you,
I pray, I wish, and dream till the day I’ll be with you until then I’ll be here,
Missing you…

Josie Kerrigan's picture

If you Dare

The woods are something you just can't comprehend.
From a distance, you see their greeen tops- perhaps like hats covering an ugly face below. You see the colors, flashing..
Red. Yellow. Gold. Are they warnings? Are they welcoming signs?
People have entered, and returned without scratches. Others,
have never been found.
Do they choose their victims? Or do their victims choose them?
The calls of the crows, bellowing you to stay out? Or asking you to come in?
Come in.... Come in...
If you dare.

Turquoise Wishes's picture

Alone

Standing here with you is just the same as standing alone.
The drums of our hearts beating aimlessly into the darkness fulfill nothing but the lost echoes of the midnight sky.
Every word you said was a slur of crossed out lies as your all your plans fell into place.
It was just as easy as setting up a line of jagged dominoes and with one push of your finger you sent them tumbling.
The people that stood in your way were sent to the burning stake hope and crumbled to the ground.
I was different.
I was the last domino in your line of lifeless hope.
Being the last amongst the lost I realized something.
That no matter what would happen I wouldn't be the one standing alone.

Schila's picture

10 Things i would bring to a desert island

This answer is in response to a prompt that my very cool health teacher asked us.. The question was... What would you bring to a deserted desert island, fully stocked with a fresh supply of food/ water, shelter, and perfect weather all the time? I answered:

1.) My family (5 members not including me)

6.) A library

7.) A college professor to teach me

8.) A radio

9.) A survival kit( axe, flint...)

10.) A friend :0-]D

Feel free to comment to this, or add your own top 10 items

perspiciens's picture

You're Just You

woman
you best know that this
is shit

if you believe this
you're lying in a huge
puddle of lies

you are pretty
you are wanted
you are loved
you are desired
you are envied
you are stunning

you're just you
and that's all you'll ever be
and that's a good thing
don't be someone else

i don't want to be friends
with anyone but you

stop waiting for rejection
from boys
from teachers
from friends
from everyone

you'll be waiting for
the rest of your life

alone
scared
miserable
self loathing

if that's who you want to be
leave me out

cause i'm just me
and that's all i'll ever be
and the me that i am
knows that her best friend
is not who she thinks she is

so stop wallowing in self pity
get up off your ass
and be phenomenal

oh
wait

you already are

Professor_Zoom's picture

Alone

he's full
of self-pity

and knows it.

he doesn't want
anyone listening
to his
complaints

but he's afraid
that if they don't
he'll be

alone

when he really
needs help.

apples's picture

Alone

All I could do
Is stare at
The clock waiting
For the pure
Lonliness to end
Waiting until I
Would be surrounded
By people again
Another 40 minutes
Until I'm free
From this prison
Of lonliness

apples's picture

Usagi

It's so empty here
Without you
All the conversations
Just aren't the smae
Because I can't
Break away
And talk to you
I can't wait
Until you can
Come back
Please, let it
Be soon

Schila's picture

Night under the Stars

I am walking through a field of flowers,
On a clear and starry night.
I feel strangely carefree
Not scared of the dark,
Cause I am alone..
Relaxing in the light of the moon.

The lone wolf,
Crys into the wind.
It's voice lost to all but me.
I hear his cry of triumph,
Echoing all through the night.

Schila's picture

Alone

Imagine:
standing in the middle of the hall
in your high school.
People are swarming around you,
nudging by and loudly exclaming their distaste for you right now.
You are oblivious to the world around you.
You don't hear any of their words,
Feel any of their blows...
Because this whole time...
You were thinking about HIM.

Professor_Zoom's picture

leave me alone

leave me alone
I don't want to talk
to you.
I don't want to talk
to anyone.

every time you've opened
your mouth
to say something
it hurts me

every time
someone starts talking
I tell them to shut up
because they don't know
anything

so leave me alone

loneliness.
the one thing
I used to be afraid of
but I'm embracing it right now
like an old friend.

apples's picture

Leave Out All the Rest *a song*

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
'Cause no one else cared
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving,
When I'm done here?
So if you're asking me, I want you to know...

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty

apples's picture

Alone

Everything fades away
Back into nothuingness
I'm all alone again
No one's here to calm me
Fear is taking over
I can't breathe
Someone help me
Please, someone, anyone
Come and save me
From this dark,
Terrible place

Empty Shores

I walk
Alone
The sand
Creeping between
The cracks of my toes
Gritty
But welcome
In my solitude.

I watch
The waves
As they crash
Against rocks
Stained dark
With water
And muck.
The waves
Break
Sending white foam
Scattering out
And I picture you
Walking away
Into the froth.

I walk along
In the wet sand
Feet sinking
Into footprints.
Two feet
On this empty shore

Empty Shores

I walk
Alone
The sand
Creeping between
The cracks of my toes
Gritty
But welcome
In my solitude.

I watch
The waves
As they crash
Against rocks
Stained dark
With water
And muck.
The waves
Break
Sending white foam
Scattering out
And I picture you
Walking away
Into the froth.

I walk along
In the wet sand
Feet sinking
Into footprints.
Two feet
On this empty shore

Alone

All alone
On your own
No one else is coming home
By yourself
There's not anyone else
Who will be here anytime soon
You are alone

Trapped out here
With your fears
No one to see your silent tears
No one's there
Pretending to care
As night comes ever nearer
It's so clear

All hope gone
Not moving on
Forgetting that you were not wrong
Trying to ignore
That self you abhor

ParisianTwist's picture

Prompted By Green Fishes

I felt a little
As if I were drowning that day
The small blossoms of the flowers
Formulating rhythmic hypothesis,
(Like bad footnotes in a chemistry text book)
Sighing their white fragarence into the air,
As if they were the doves we had bought from a downtown market last summer,
Then released into the air to the surprise of the vendor.
The small Italian man had smiled at us,

Alone

Alone

Walking down the bus isle,
I feel the unnerving silence,
Leaving a hole in me,
So empty,
But yet so full of feeling.
As I sit upon the cold, leather seats
Alone,
And forgotten,
I hold my head up high.

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