Historias de Nowords

Cursed or weird images from my camera roll and maybe some My Hero cuties in between. Disclaimer: I don't claim to own any of these images unless it is expressly stated, if your art is included please pm me and I'll either add in the proper credits or take it down completely if requested. P.S My update schedule is shite

Janet's POV I can't believe I am going to be a junior. With in the next 24 hours I will be one of the top dogs. I hear there are really hot boys there. "Hey!" Said my friend Brooke, who was sounding really happy. Why was she so happy? Eh I guess I might as well ask her. So I asked. "um hey. why are you so happy?" She looked almost shocked at my question. "because, we are gonna be juniors!" "oh yeah right. well I got to go do some homework bye!" Oh sorry I didn't fully introduce my self. My name is Janet Johnson, I'm 16 turning 16 in November. I have a only a dad my mom walked out on us when I was 6. Man I am super tired I better go to sleep I have a big day tomorrow. RING. It was Brooke. "hello?" I asked sounding really aggravated "hey. sorry to call you this late at night it's just I was thinking about that one 'gang' of boys called magcon." she sounded almost worried. "yeah. what about them?" "they are going to our school tomorrow." Now she sounded nervously excited. "gtg bye"

The board was black, everything around it was a dim shade of grey. The smell, there was none. and of course the purpose of the board was to mock the unknown. Mara Selco, I tried to write. The teacher had told me to write my name down on the board cause I was a new student. As I stood there slowly trying to put my name on the board several things crossed my mind. Who was Mara Selco That was easy I was a normal, as far as i knew sixteen year old. I had a best friend and I was pretty happy, Im pretty small for my age my hair is red and I have freckles. You'd only get me in converse and greendays my favorite band. I only eat Vegetables and sometimes steak but nobody has to know. Yeah i guess im pretty average. One thing though. I've never spoken a word.

Basically things I've created irl and on ibisPaint enjoy (You won't and I know it)

This poem is about the fear to speak out against the people who have hurt you.

How do you make friends without words? Frances has moved to a new country to live. She can't speak the language. How will Frances find a new friend? This is a picture book for all young children who have trouble making friends. Written by an ex-pat mother for her daughter who finds making new friends in a foreign country hard. Highest ranking #742 Short Story

"Read" at your own risks.

Fml

In the backdrop of rain, read to see how a heart is soothed.

And the last thing he said was 'I have no words'

HIYA,HUMANS!

A story in which a teenager meets another teenager. (First story please read at your own risk)

Something I wrote in English class

In an existential world, a man finds himself in a library with no words. What will he do?

Because silence speaks louder than words. Only using pictures to describe my day.

Btw the book is empty

JUST SHE

A short song about my reynbow. (that's my nickname for her)

No one will ever know why