About TheBittenBlade

Biography

As I have most of my work posted on another site, the things I will post will not be new per se. I will mostly be posting poetry and short stories that I have written over the past few years. They likely won't be in chronological order. I write mostly dark things, but every now and again a little ray of light finds it's way into my poems. I am sixteen and already running out of inspiration for things to write about. Thank you for visiting my page and I hope you like what you see.

Name:
Shelby
Sex:
Female 
Sign:
Scorpio
Relationship Status:
In a Relationship
Location:
British Columbia , Canada
Local Time:
17 Feb 2020 01:50
Interests:
Writing (of course), Piano, Singing, Music in general, Being individual me.
Favorite Books:
Oh there is too many.
Favorite Authors:
Orson Scott Card, Tamora Pierce.
Favorite Music:
Quite a variety.

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15 Jan 2013
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26 Jan 2013 (2577 days ago)
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Stories:
3
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Destruction

Ratta tat tat, the gunshots fire. The smell of flesh from a burning pyre. A bloody spray tints the mist. A dead man clenches his cold, white fist. The cost of honour is stained red hands, the mental burden of killing a man. Ratta tat tat, the gunshots sound, and every last soldier is on the...

Added 24 Jan 2013 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,012 | 2 Comments

The Scars of Humanity

The sounds of night darkness calling the sparkling specks of light in the sky twinkling a silent message of millennia gone and only centuries to come by their dwindling light In cities human-crafted plastic replacing stars blotting them out clotting the brains of materialistic beings greedy since freedom Beady eyes analyzing watching for signs of rebellion ...

Added 23 Jan 2013 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 721 | 1 Comment

DUI

Clasp the wheel your hands do nothing and you can't feel as you lose control. Black on black the screeches sound and you've lost track of time. It's like slow motion is taking over there's no emotion as steel hits steel. The only sound is sirens calling but you are drowned in silence. ...

Added 22 Jan 2013 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,201 | 5 Comments

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Happy Birthday from the team at Stories Space.
01 Jan 2014 00:30
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