Истории Synesthesia

When the whole world is silent, even one voice becomes powerful. - Malala Yousafzai We share our emotions through art. Through writing, painting, and composing. In a world where no one shares their inner music anymore, some begin to lose themselves and become Muted. When Solveig's brother becomes one of them, she refuses to accept his silence. To save him, she must find not only his lost voice, but her own and discover that even in the quietest world, a single voice can awaken many. Prompt 36: You're told to choose a weapon before battle, but when you approach the table, the only options laid out are musical instruments.

Julip Hawthorne has always seen the world differently. Because of her synesthesia, every person has a color-voices shimmer with shades, personalities glow with hues only she can see. Her older sister Georgia burned the brightest of them all, a warm sunset orange that seemed to light up everything around her. Georgia was the one who understood Julip's strange way of seeing the world. She encouraged her to paint the colors she saw in people, turning Julip's unusual perception into art. But when Georgia dies suddenly in a car accident, the world Julip once knew fades. The colors disappear, draining into dull browns and grays, and Julip is left struggling to understand who she is without the sister who always helped her make sense of it. At the funeral, surrounded by Georgia's friends and the overwhelming weight of loss, Julip runs-literally-fleeing the graveyard and everything it represents. Running becomes the only way she can breathe. But grief doesn't stay buried, and neither does color. As Julip begins navigating life after Georgia, old relationships strain, new ones form, and small sparks of color begin to return in unexpected places. Through art, memory, and the people who refuse to let her disappear into gray, Julip slowly learns that Georgia's light isn't gone. And that maybe she was never meant to live in the shadow of a sunset. Maybe she was always meant to be the sunrise.

Aria Simon sees far differently than those around her. She sees colors in names and in song. When she meets a green-eyed man, she is drawn to him as though their souls were destined to meet. And with meeting the resurrected brother comes a life she never imagined, never could even think to dream of. [Sunday uploads] (If at all I am portraying synesthesia wrong, or can better portray it, please let me know.) *I don't own Supernatural. All credit goes to Eric Kripke. I only own Aria.*

Sam Glaspy's sad and gay poetry about her stupid dumb life. Welcome to hell, loves! WE DID IT Y'ALL- #5 IN SYNESTHESIA AFTER ONLY TEN VOTES THAT REALLY TELLS YOU HOW LITTLE PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT IT BUT IM STILL PROUD OF US!

"Everything's ending, everything's beginning, it's all happening now." Ira's never been able to find a break, her entire life has been one day to the next, milking very second. When she finally has a chance to slow down, to let go, will she want to take it? Her world becomes a hurricane of movement and change as the question hangs in her mind. As the choice fast approaches, she's forced to become a part of something so much much more, so much bigger than anything she'd pictured. Can she ever find a way out? A bit of rest?

Poems gathered from the deepest, darkest crevices of my mind. Pieces of a puzzle. Maybe you can solve it. Enjoy your journey, and stay on the right trail or you might get lost. This book is dedicated to my best friends, and my future loved ones. This book is inspired by poems from Gabbie Hanna, Halsey, and Hayley Williams.

My problematic waste of an existence tearing to shreds -- ⌾ -- Right before your eyes -- ⌾ -- Share a universal smile -- ⌾ -- I'm sorry you had gotten so unlucky this time around -- ⌾ -- How I'm wishing you a better farewell in the next life -- ⌾ -- •S/MB•

this is a collection of poems and essays i write in my spare time, i hope you enjoy them. 🗝 votes and comments are appreciated 🗝 ©_ghostinthemachine_

As a child, monsters can come in many forms....

Poeticized words, new explanations Best Ranks: #27, personal ; #4, Synesthesia

syn·es·the·sia (noun); the production of a sense impression relating to one sense or part of the body by stimulation of another sense or part of the body. "When you kiss me, it's a flash of electric blue." I mumble as he sweeps down to press his lips to mine again. "I hope you like that color then, sweetheart." - Emerson Grey is quiet, shy, and she sees the world in shades of vivid color through a condition called synesthesia. Sebastian de Luca is known to werewolves everywhere for his unrelenting presence as the young alpha of the most formidable pack in the country. Forced to spend a year inside the confinements of a public high school, Sebastian is immediately drawn to a girl he meets in class- one who represents a shock of bright color in his simple world of black and white. Emerson is determined to keep her distance from the intriguing new boy, but she can only keep her barriers up for so long before he crashes through them and she realizes that maybe the colors in her world aren't the only things she has to rely on.

thoughts i have at 2 am??

I have the tendency to have really odd and slightly poetic word-tsunamis when I'm feeling especially emotional, which is a lot of the time. This book is just a catalog of such thoughts.

she could hear colors and loved the way they described her.

I've been searching for other people here on Wattpad who have this condition called synesthesia. If you don't know what it is, read to find out, and you may be surprised if you are to find that you have it. If you do, join me in the comments to discuss how our worlds differ :D

A boy with synesthesia navigates his way around Califournia, looking for fame, a career, and a lover.

in which a girl named after a fruit and a boy with synesthesia meet in the unlikely occurrence of plastic chairs

stories, poetry and other art i make

Radha has synesthesia. She manages to live a normal life in her village. Until a painter arrives. He teaches Radha to how to paint, and gifts her her own painting set. Experimenting with the colors, Radha expresses herself with her art. She soon makes a name for herself in the village, and is ready to move up the ladder of success and become a professional artist. But nothing comes easy, and not everything goes the according to plan. One accident changes everything. . .

Little boy makes flower crowns in the field, not knowing that the gods above are fighting over him