QLS High School Writing Club
Creative Writing
The Protectors: Preliminary – Shards S3S3
Sometimes, the idea of discussion is simply useless. There are people who use logical fallacies. There are people who refuse to believe the points which you present no matter how much reasoning or evidence you give. What’s the point of reasoning with them if the end result is already predetermined—that they’ll just continue living inside […]
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The Unexpectedly Expected Drama of the Hostermans, the Goldsteins, and the Carsons: Part 1
A century ago… The clock had just struck midnight when a shadowy figure approached the Hosterman Manor. Virina Hosterman watched the figure slither up the street like a serpentine shadow. When the figure passed under a street lamp, Virina saw his blood-splattered jacket and the panicked look in his eyes. Who was this man? Why […]
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Segment 1, Section 1 – The Abyssal Depths Whenever I look into the mirror, I cannot recognize myself. This face does not belong to me. And there is also a headache and constant fog in my brain. Just going through my day and existing makes my head hurt as if it has been stabbed by […]
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forget-me-not.
By Kelly Jiang The door was never meant to be opened. I could feel it, in the way the handle hummed under my palm. The vibrations weren’t whispers, soft yet far from a soothing lullaby. The cold metal repelled the warmth of my fingers, unwelcoming and a dead weight when touched. Some would call the […]
MoreWas it Always this Cold? – Ihana Kumar
The Roar 2024 Winter Writing Contest – Middle School Runner-Up The clock ticked softly in the corner, the sound shattering the tainted quiet of the house. Liam sat upright in bed, his hands gripping tightly on the blanket, his knuckles whitening as the silent fury rushed to his head. His mother’s words rang in his […]
Morewas it always this cold? – Agasti Krishna
The Roar 2024 Winter Writing Contest – Middle School Winner The mirror lied. It had to. Her reflection stared back at her with sunken eyes and a pale sheen of frost clinging to her lashes. She could swear her veins had turned to rivers of ice, and her breath, fogging the mirror’s surface, was the […]
MoreEscaping the Collective Mind – Ananya Raghu
The Roar 2024 Winter Writing Contest – High School Runner-Up they walk under a canopy of grey sharing quick icy glances fleeting moments in time they walk, shadowed within the dark building a white wall around themselves a shiny facade of strength an illusion to hide behind yet nothing can stop them as they slowly […]
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