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Submitted by admin on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 16:11

Thanks to everyone who participated!

We are shutting down this site. BUT, but ... If you wish to continue to participate in this FUN writing excursion, join and post there. Keep in mind that your new account will NOT immediately activate -- we check each account to make sure to keep that site free of bots and weirdos, but we'll approve it as quick as we can.

Please let us know (via if your school or organization participated.

And keep on writing! 

geoff gevalt


Welcome to Vermont (or wherever) Writes Day 2018

Submitted by ggevalt on Wed, 02/07/2018 - 13:19

Vermont Writes Day is Thursday, February 15!
Seven minutes! Seven prompts!

This is Young Writers Project's annual day of honoring writing -- a day when people of all ages in Vermont (and our friends in New Hampshire and around the country) take just seven minutes to write to seven fun prompts. You can participate on your own, or in class with fellow students and teachers; you can use pencil and paper (and send us the best), or you can use your account on and respond to the same prompts there or you can write on this website without having to log in or create an account! (This site will only be open for use on Feb. 15)


Prez: Write a letter to the president. Tell him one thing you want him to do -- and why.

I am: Start or end a piece of writing with the phrase, "I am the one who ... ", to describe who you are, what you love, what you dream of, etc. 

Social media: Imagine if all social media -- Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, Twitter, etc. -- shut down. Would that be a good thing or a bad thing? How would it affect your life?

Kindness: What's the nicest thing a stranger has done for you? 

Write awful: Use cliches, mixed metaphors, tense changes, whatever you're not supposed to do when you write an essay.

Invisible: Write about a time when you felt completely invisible, literally or figuratively.

Turn around: You answer your phone and a voice whispers, "Turn around..." What happens?

And -- as always -- General writing is welcome. Write about anything you like!

  • PDF version for download (Bottom of this page)

How to participate on February 15

We encourage schools to stop everything and get as many people -- students, teachers, administrators, staff, visitors -- to write as possible. Use pencils and paper. Use a digital device. And SHARE the work in class, in the halls, in the cafeterias or, of course, on this site or through a submission to YWP for potential publication here or on (We encourage those with accounts on to share on that site. And if you want, sign up for a new account there if you want to continue your writing in that civil, respectful community in the days ahead!)


  1. TO POST ON THIS SITE: No login is necessary. Simply click "WRITE" at the top left of the header, give your piece a title, choose one of the Writes Day 2018 Tags, write or paste your piece in the "body" and scroll down to ...
  2. WANT THIS TO BE CONSIDERED FOR PUBLICATION? At the bottom of the Create 2018 Post form you'll see we are asking for Author's name, school, grade and email. This is optional. Fill out only if you want YWP to consider the piece for publication later in a special issue of The Voice or with some of our media partners. NONE of the information can be seen once you save your piece.
  3. MAKE SURE TO SAVE, but ... NOTE: Once you save your piece you will not be able to edit it. Sorry about that. So look it over before clicking SAVE.
  4. READ SOMEONE ELSE'S PIECE: Click on the links above to read others' work. Leave comments, too, though be patient: The comments are being moderated to comb out all those lovely bot links.
  5. Teachers, you may post on behalf of your students here or on No advance registration is required here, but you should create an account in advance on

Those participating in Vermont Writes Day should go to our Guest Book to let us know -- via a comment -- that your school participated. PLEASE skim through the comments to make sure someone hasn't already acknowledged your school's participation. AND, tell us a story about your and/or your school's participation.

IN YOUR SCHOOL: Find a way to share your work beyond! Join for more chances at publication!

QUESTIONS | Contact or with questions or photos/videos/audio you took of the day. 
APPRECIATE | Find a way to appreciate the efforts of your writers and the importance of writing. It is a key skill for learning, expressing oneself and for fully participating in community life.


Submitted by ggevalt on Wed, 02/07/2018 - 13:01

Hi there. Did your school participate in Vermont Writes Day?

If so, comment below. BUT, please skim through to make sure that someone hasn't already listed your school, in which case, no need to comment. 

You can also share any details of your experience!


geoff gevalt & susan reid

Participating Schools 2018 (rolling list that we will update as day progresses)

Academy School

Camel's Hump Middle School

Champlain Valley Union High School

Colchester Middle School

Crossroads School

Charlotte Middle School

The Davis Studio

Edmunds Middle School

Endeavor Middle School

Founders Memorial School

Lamoille Valley Union Middle School

Lamoille Valley Union High School

Middlebury Middle School

Missisquoi Valley Union Middle School

Mississquoi Valley Union High School

Milton Middle School

Oak Grove School

Peoples Academy Middle School

Peoples Academy High School

St. Albans Town Educational Center

Thetford Academy

Spend more time with people

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 15:40

If all social media was to shutdown people would be mad. People wouldn’t be as addicted to their phone as they are now. No one will be able to hide behind a screen and bully kids. It also allows Trump to run his mouth on twitter. Talking face to face might actually be good for some people. Spend more time with people not phones.

I am the one

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 15:07

I am the one who would get 13 guniea pigs.

I am the one who would want to get trapped in a room forever with hundreds of puppies, kitties, hamsters, gerbils,rats mice, ferrets and guniea pigs.

I am the one who would go to the pet store and purchase and adopt every single living creeter in the facisility

I am the one who would adopt 13 cats 

I am the one who would adopt 10 puppies

I am the one who would go on vaction and end up coming home and had spended 500 dollars

I am the one who always wants to shop

I am the one who has no defenion of to much shopping

I am the one who would go to the store and purchase 3 stuffed animals just to get somthing and they just end up on the floor

I am the one who would spend all day in my comfy clothes and watch Youtube and the T.V. while being a couch potato

I am the one who doesn't want to wake up on school days and be up at 5:00 in the morning one weekends

I am the one who would be a mermaid if I coud

I am the one who wouldstay in the swiming pool all day an all night if only my  wonderful Mother and Father would let me

I am the one who would want to turn into a unicorn 

I am the one who would be a spy if I could 

I am the one who would read all night if I could 

I am the one who would be a fairy 

I am the one who would be a vet when I grow up

I am the one who would try to find the gear to be a unicorn, rainbow god, fairy, and a mermaid if I could

I am Phoebe god of awesomness!

I am Suhaila.

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 15:06
  1. I am the person who would run 3 miles in 15 min.
  2. I am the person who would eat 5 pies in 10 min.
  3. I am the person who would adopt 15 kittens.
  4. I am the person who would  play b ball for 8 hours everyday.
  5. I am the person who is so clumy i spill something everyday.
  6. I am the person who would talk to my friends for 5 hours but talk to my parents for 2 minutes.
  7. I am the  person who would yell at anybody who make my friends cry.
  8. I am the person who would read for 10 hours.
  9. I am the person who would eat 80 pieces of candy a day.
  10. I am the person who would  text for 10 hours.
  11. I am the person who would bike for 9 hours.
  12. I am the person who would shop for 3  hours
  13.  I am the person who hates clothes for a gift
  14. I am the person who lies to my siblings.

Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:53

    I get dropped off at school after a baseball game. It’s dark and no one can pick me up. My dad is at work, my mom is at my sisters game and my brother is watching the girls varsity basketball at Harwood. I start walking home. I go past Godfrey Rd. Past the interstate and reach my road off of route 113. Latham Rd. I start walking too my house. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket after walking for another 5 minutes down my road. Someone is trying to call me. I answer. “Hello?” I say. “Hello?” I say one more time. And finally, someone answers me. “Turn around!” I drop the phone and slowly turn my head, thinking it’s a killer clown or a creepy guy. I turn all the way and there is a dog with his head sticking out of the box. I carry the box to my house. It wasn't much further. I call my parents as soon as I walk inside the door. I told them to hurry up and get home. When they come home they tell me we could keep him. The next day, my parents bring him to the vet and we adopt him.

VT Writes Day

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:52


    If there was no Internet my life would be ruined I would have nothing to do. For example, recently I was home sick and I did nothing all day but watch TV. I would be bored out of my mind and right now if you are reading this you are most likely thinking why can’t you take a nap well I am not the kind of person that would take a nap. Also, my cousins are both older than me so they both have phones this means that I like to play on their phones. In addition, when I get home most of the time I have a snack and then go watch TV or I go down to my basement and do ninja warrior but most of the time I watch TV. Also, when I am at my brother’s after school classes I watch until my dad picks me up. In conclusion, we need the internet!        


Why I think Apple Is amazing - An argument I get from the average person.

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:44

You should buy apple products. I didn't do any reaserch, but I didn't have to. They look really nice. . Apple puts lots of cool stuff in their phones. I bet they put really good stuff in their phones to make them work good. Some people would say that apple overprices their phones and computers and that other phones and computers are much faster for half the price and have better technologies. This is true, however Apple is better I think. When I was eight, in 2010, I had and android tablet that my mom bought me for 70 bucks and it was crap. this proves that apple is better. Also apple is cool and being cool is good. Buying windows computers and android phones is a bad decision, and even though they are better in almost all ways, apple is good so you should buy apple things. Plus, even though I didn't do any reasearch, they work good with eachother and are fast. 


(This is the argument I hear from the average Apple Owner. Don't pay double the price for half the phone.)

Dear donald Trump

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:43

Dear president Trump,

    I would stop going to that bad tanning bed, because it makes your skin orange. I know you got, like, ALL the money in the world, but you don’t have enough to get a decent mirror.(or a good tanning bed). Maybe I’m looking at this wrong. “Yeah” Donald says. You might use spray Tan. “what?” he says. Well, that sure isn’t working. My only wish is that you STOP DOING IT.“what?” he says. Maybe you feel special and superior because you think you are your own race. I hate to break it to you,(not really) but your not.



    The person who wrote this letter.



Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:42

Johnny Denvers was a helpless 12 year old boy. Nobody has seen or heard from him since the time he was taken. The day was April 9th, 1984. Johnny's birthday had occured on April 2nd, and he had gotten a phone. Johnny was in his room playing his favorite game, Clash of Clans. He had gotten really good at the game since the time he got his new phone, and Johnny really loved the game. Just as he clicked the uprage button to upgrade his town hall to level 11, His phone buzzed. Johnny thong that it mustve been a wrong number call, since it was a number he didnt recognize, so he answered it quickly and a voice came over the screen. It was a dark, raggedy, terrible voice that Johnny really didn't like the sound of. The voice boomed.

"Turn around, Johnny." The mysterious voice said. Johnny turned around, only to see a little boy, the whites of his eyes shining in the light from his room.

"Hello, Johnny." The boy said with the same sound the voice had from the call. The little boy was holding a bloody phone, the thick ed liquid dripping onto the cold wood floor.

Nobody ever saw from Johnny again.

Invisible Until It Matters

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:41


It was the first day if seventh grade and my luck was already terrible, my teacher forgot me and I didn’t have anyone to talk too. My best friend had moved and the other friend announced we were not on speaking terms. Personally I had no idea why but I guessed there was a problem. I walked down the hall and I was bumped and pushed so many time, it was like I was invisible. I got to math class and sat next to this girl. She was definitely taller than me, brown hair and eyes. I admired her artistic ability. I started talking to her. Little did I know that was the biggest mistake of my life. We seemed to get along very well but I was didn’t see the hatred and jealousy bubbling up inside her. We ended up invisible together and I thought it was fine. We walked through the halls just ass invisible though seventh grade. The summer of eighth grade is the summer I will never forget. I had invited her over to my house to go in the pool. It was a hot summer day and all I wanted to do was fall into the cold water and hang out with the the girl I thought was my friend. It started out fine. My mother had just left five minutes earlier to get ice cream and I had turned around, looking after my dog as she chased my brother down the long dusty driveway. When I felt a cold hand grab my shoulder and push me under. At first I thought it was a joke but then when she did not let go, I knew this was a life or death situation. I reached out and grabbed her leg and pulled her under. In the moments I had I tried to run to the latter and pull myself from her grasp. She attempted two more times and was unsuccessful. I was not ready to leave the world. After she ran out of energy and out of pool space. I got out and turned to her and told her to leave. She didn’t move at first but insisted she didn't mean it. I was shanken and ran to the house and locked her out. After that I contemplated why she would do that. Why me? I came to a conclusion… It was because I was invisible. No one would notice I was gone. I was weak and forgiving. To this day I will never forgive her as long as I live.      


The day all social media went away.

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:41

      Social media has been in my life since I could remember and today its like it went on vacation and never came back. All of a sudden all my social media apps didn't work and my phone turned off. I was freaked out that I just had to call my friend Lukas. As I was picking up the phone, the phone shocked me! At this point, I was freaking out. Why did I get shocked? what happened to my phone? I ran outside and I have never seen anything so beautiful. The trees were so lushed with green and the sky was the most blue I have ever seen. I looked around in awe. It was beautiful, the grass was so green. I guess my phone has been so glued to my phone that I have never seen these wonders of the world.

Escaping from Reality

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:41

I lay there on the calm waves of the ocean I can feel the sand and the salt brushing up agaist me. I lay where nothing else matters. The bad has dissapeared. There is only good where I am. I lay there seperating from the world. Escaping from reality. Its only me now. I lay there dreaming. I sit up woken by  screeching crows singing as they fly above the big field of prickely grass and weeds where I lay. 

Turn around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:41

My phone started to ring just as my popcorn had just finished. With a sigh, I heave myself away from the microwave and head towards the phone. Lifting it up, I answered, "Hello?"

"Turn around." A voice answered. 

My heart jumped. What? I could feel my pulse start to race.

"What are you talking about? Is this a prank?" I exclaimed.

The voice gave a little chuckle. I feel as if it could sense my fear. 

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Listen to what I said and turn around." It commanded.

I stopped, my finger above the button that ends the call and put my hand back down to my side. I had made up my mind. Turning around, a shudder runs throughout my body. My body froze as my eyes met caught sight of the being that stood behind me. This is so much like a horror movie. 

It had a cloak on and I couldn't see much. However, I could see the glint of the silver butcher knife that they held. My mind was screaming at me to run but a voice in my head told to not. I listened to the voice. Maybe this is all a prank?! Maybe . . . . but my heart told me otherwise.


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:40

I was walking in the woods and I saw a bear and I went towards the bear thinking that I could make friends with this bear so I want towards it and it turned and looked at me and I looked at it and it kind of growled I guess it was having a bad day so I was going to try and cheer it up i went up and tapped its nose but then it tried to bite me so I pulled back and tryed to study the bear then it ran at me so I shot it in the head.


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:40

I am too busy being quiet to disappear. I am eyes watching the faces lit by reflections, making sure they don't see me. I am me, myself, and I, trying to be this or that. I am in a never ending loop of land over water that stops when we hit pause. I am person, and I am scared. 

wRiTing aful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:40

ok so i am going to tell u something u cant tell anyone. i cheated on my french test yup i did it. :((( ill tell you how i cheated. so basically me jack and lilly all are so bad at french. like i cAnt EVen we dont even pay attention we just are on our phones the until class. so anyway me jack and lilly didnt even KNOw we had a test:O. because we were to busy on are phonez. anyway the teacher not even sure what her name is hands out a test. and me lilly jack all look at eachother liek we knew that we were gOIng to FAil. ik so bad. and my mom would have been sooooo mad like i was going to get smh from her. so basically me being me i just look over at jessicas paper and copy down the answers because like why not but i thought i was goign to get caught. but i didnt and it has been 2 weeks

wRiTing aful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:40

ok so i am going to tell u something u cant tell anyone. i cheated on my french test yup i did it. :((( ill tell you how i cheated. so basically me jack and lilly all are so bad at french. like i cAnt EVen we dont even pay attention we just are on our phones the until class. so anyway me jack and lilly didnt even KNOw we had a test:O. because we were to busy on are phonez. anyway the teacher not even sure what her name is hands out a test. and me lilly jack all look at eachother liek we knew that we were gOIng to FAil. ik so bad. and my mom would have been sooooo mad like i was going to get smh from her. so basically me being me i just look over at jessicas paper and copy down the answers because like why not but i thought i was goign to get caught. but i didnt and it has been 2 weeks

A New World

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:40

I hear my phone ring.  I answer my phone.  A soft voice says, "Turn around."  When I turn around, I see a whole different world!  In this new world, I see only gorgeous horses with long flowing manes, and my smiling best friends.  My friends come up to me and say "Hey, wanna ride Lightning the horse on a trail ride?"  I say, "Sure!"

A few days later, I decide to stay there forever.  My older sister decides to come too.  We both ride horses together every day and just have fun.


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:40

I’m sorry, but what else can I write about today? Not drawn by the fantastical, no, not an imaginary letter to the bloat king who degrades our White House either, nor a whisper coming from the phone, not even the kindness which does come in abundance to my doorway, but me, shroud in a torn, gray sheet of helplessness, naked and invisible. I cannot fathom how many children must be gunned down before we all throw our mistempered weapons to the ground.

As I pack my lunch, gather my papers, and head to the school building, as I have done for 25 years, the morning breaks with a new woe. I don’t want to practice escaping out of my classroom due to a shooter but I don’t want to huddle in the corner either. I don’t want to practice barricading the door and ask students to find things to throw at an intruder. I don’t want to fill them with false fear, pretend they can outrun outsmart outlive 100 rounds a minute, yet I don’t want them to feel invisible in this epidemic. I can tell you anxiety in teens is a mounting concern, and the reality that schools are easy targets only worsens this predicament.

Are we all blind to the power of the N.R.A.? Do you doubt their overreaching intent? The money they stand to make each time fear pushes us back to the gun dealer? Every new assassin is crafted by this misguided organization, into one who responds to the challenges of life with murder. These lost souls seem determined to rip apart the innocence still pocketed in our classrooms, on our dance floors, movie theaters, churches, shopping malls, even our baseball fields. And yet, Senators stand in line eagerly awaiting their rating. How many will earn their high marks as we fall, bloodied, burying our little ones, time and time again? Senators quake, but not in response to these massacres, instead, they are chided by the manufacturers of the AR-15 to hold the line. You know the line. The one that insists guns don’t kill people, people do. Politicians stand shoulder to shoulder on that. All the while gun sales just go up, realizing more lobbying power. Over 3 million spent last year alone to lobby the sale of silencers and bump stocks, to ensure the passing of the conceal carry reciprocity act, and to keep mental health records out of background checks. 2017 was a banner year for those who would halt any progress toward creating a safer America. Those who should not hold a small handgun are handed an assault weapon by our politicians. Although the NRA infiltrates across party lines, it is Trump’s full endorsement and his GOP coterie who earn the A rating.  Doubt not the flow of cash to continue making guns a solution. These manufacturers intend to continue on and make all of us invisible to their directive.

Oh jeez, this is a post of dread and despair. Perhaps the whisper in the phone, turn around, would have been a better choice. Even in a whisper, I’d know that voice anywhere. Why it is my love, my life, my hope...



Writing awful

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:40

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Big dog

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:39

My dad and I were at the fair in maine at old orchard becach and we had some tickets to spare and I had NO idea what to spend them on, then I see a game that I have always wanted to try, the ring toss. I wanted to do it so bad, I was begging my dad to do it but he didn't think I would be able to he told me after the game, there was a whomen that was just standing there smiling at me trying to get me to come over and I ran over with my ticket ready to win this game, there were green bottles and clear bottles and there were way more clear than green, if you got the ring on the green bottle, you would get a huge stuffed animal, and I was going for the huge dog.

"let's do this"!! I was so exited, I gave her the ticket right as I got there and she gave me about 10 rings and one of thoes rings were going to be on the cap of the bottle, I wind up my arm and toss it, it misses. I was pretty bummed and scared then the last one, I tossed it and it landed right on the bottle cap but it was a clear one, she reaches up and I was pretty bumed, but then she grabbed the big dog and handed it to me.

That Day

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:38

Mom! Turn the Wifi on! - These were my last five words before the end of what I thought, was the best thing that had happened to the world; the social media.

Waking up and sending snapchats to my streaks, posting a picture on instagram, looking at what was going on on Twitter, Facebook… Going to school and always keeping an eye on my phone, texting, liking my friend’s posts... All these is part of the past now.

Picolas Cage with wearing dwayne the croc johnsons.

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:38

Hey there everybody! Its ur boi luke. me and my friend are gonna make some pizza and eat it. I ate the pizza but wait! Is that nicholas cage?? AS A PICKLE?!? WAIT!! IS THAT NICHOLAS CAGE WEARING CROCS MADE OUT OF DWAYNE THE ROCK JOHNSON!?? WAIT IS THAT PICOLAS CAGE WEARING DWAYNE THE CROC JOHNSON RIDING A BIRD WITH HUMAN APENDAGES?! IN amarica !? I LOVE  ThiS! THIS is InSanE. Whait is that OMHGFDSZX. Yeh


Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:37

You turn around and start running as it urups. It is not like any movie you have seen before. The sweat on your face is burning. You start to sprint as it gets closer and closer. Hot rock start to fly people are saying that someone upset the gods but I know it just happens we finally reach the car and we drive away and everything is good.


The Kindest Gesture Ever

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:37

One day, as I was sitting on the monkey bars at the playground when I was about seven, I saw a kid a few years younger than me playing with their dog. As I watched, the child accidently let go of the puppy’s leash, and the dog started to run towards the road. Wasting no time, I jumped off of the monkey bars and raced to go help. As I ran, a button fell off of my shirt, but I didn’t stop to grab it; I was on a mission. I managed to catch up to the dog and caught his leash. The kid thanked me as much as possible, and helped me find my lost button. The dog actually helped me find it, and perhaps it wasn’t the grandest gesture of kindness possible, but it was still kind, all the same.



Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:36

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I am the one who likes the things below

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:36

I am the one who enjoys video games.  I am the one who likes watching TV.  I am the one who likes sleeping.  I am the one who likes bb guns. I am the one who likes real guns.  I am the one who likes food.  I am the one who likes chocolate.  I am the one who likes protein bars.  I am the one who likes Fortnite.  I am the one who likes doing nothing.  I am the one who likes PUBG.


Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:35

I answer my phone and a voice whispers “Turn around.”

“Uh…? Who is this?!” I answer. The call is disconnected. Turn around what could it mean? I’ve always been a bit of a scaredy cat but this kind of crosses the boundaries! It’s a prank call, I repeated in my head. It has to be this only thing happens in stories! Wait a minute...