Submit to the iWrite Youth Club Blog!

The Prompt of the Month: Take a big event that happened in your life, and twist it so that it happened to a character of your design. How would this character’s traits and personality affect the aftermath of the event? Say the event was the birth of a sibling. While you might have been excited, depending on the personality of your character, the reaction, and by extent the story, might be very different.

Feel free to keep it as long or short as you want! There are no constraints whatsoever. If you are interested in submitting your creative work to the iWrite Youth Club, click here!

Sun and Moon

By Madison Burba

Blazing in the sky

In a fiery orange haze

Lighting up the world

With its serene gaze

Man toils beneath it 

Attempting to avoid its harsh rays

Rising when it asks

Sleeping when it says you may 

The sun is our harsh master

That we all must obey

For without it we would be lost

In a world without the day.


Glowing in the sky,

In a sea of winking starlight,

Rising over the world.

The moons unending journey,

Across the starry sky,

Brings rest to all who gaze on it,

A break from the blazing sun. 

The moon passes through the night,

Never staying long.

For soon its soft silver light,

Gives way to the sun’s radiant beams.    

The moon looks after us from above,

Never once ceasing its fight. 

Knowing that no one can survive, 

In a world that’s only day.

Book Bugs By Kate Jeong


Book Bugs is a free YouTube platform for young children to grow in their passion and love for literature. As the founder and creator, I am able to virtually read story books aloud to kids, teach phonics, and much more.

It all started when I moved to the United States from Seoul, South Korea, in the second grade. I had been fortunate enough to where I’d already learned the language and could speak English without too much trouble, but it still had its bumps and cracks. I stumbled over words occasionally, and was corrected on silly, simple words by my amused peers. There was no ill intention, but it never felt great. I spent hours with my mom at the local library almost every week, pouring over books and collecting words. From there, I attempted to spring them together- and discovered my passion for writing. I loved that I could share my thoughts and create an imaginative world to run and roam freely.

Fast forward years forward- and now, this fall, I am to enter a high school that allows me to concentrate in studies on creative writing. Little me would never have believed myself to be able to pursue my passion at such a large scale- especially when I once had struggled to pronounce “Chipotle.”

With Book Bugs, I am able to share my knowledge and my love on spreading literacy education for kids worldwide. I believe everyone should have a chance to be able to have stories read out loud to them and letters taught- especially at a young age- and that everyone has the potential to fully learn a new language. 
You can learn more and join the Book Bugs community here at Youtube.


Book Bugs by Kate-Yeonjae Jeong, 2020

New York, New York

By Austin Lopez

New York, New York the city all about the rush rumble

New York, New York the city with all the gleam glimmer

New York, New York the city without hush or humble

New York, New York the city on the seam to simmer

The doorstep of the United States

New York, New York the city of lights and lobby

New York, New York the city for chaos and cameras

New York, New York the city that fights and folly

New York, New York the city seance and the tram rush

The city truly not on a hill but on a podium for all to see

New York, New York the city of dreams and the dammed

New York, New York the city of art and arc

New York, New York the city that seams crammed

New York, New York the city, the mart mark of the U.S

The melting pot with a thousand ingredients

New York, New York

Now I Water Fake Flowers

By Alyssa Reid

Everybody had forks in their fists

A dinner party wind-thrown list

A nonchalant

“Don’t worry about the water rushing in”

Guess if you talk pretty, they listen

They might even respect you for playing them

As for me

I play nice because assets don’t forget

Back then was a hundred

Reasons to run

When I couldn’t remember

Any of them

You said this is where life leads you

You said

“Keep your head up,” and I believed you

Now I water fake flowers to please you

Taken me time to see

You’re nothing but formality

Guess I’ve seen too many

Glass lies washed in gasoline

In your game, queens bow to you

But checkmate, you lose

Plastic? You bet

I’ve got reasons to run

I want to believe in something—

This is nothing but a team of

Yes men,

Yes ma’am.