Synesthesia Stories

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.

▪WATTPAD FEATURED STORY▪ Otto is a young artist, blowing where the wind takes him in life. He can see sounds, expressed as bursts of color. His art is good, yes, but it's missing a muse. Max is a cheerful waiter with curly crimson hair and hazel eyes. He is hardly ever seen without a smile on his face, and when he enters a room, the air shimmers. When Otto meets Max, he discovers that true love is certainly real, and it has a color. Highest Ranking: #86 in Short Story *** ONE: Hazel TWO: Home for the Holidays THREE: ♥ FOUR: Joey FIVE: Moonshine SIX: Max SEVEN: The Ick EIGHT: Poison-Ivy Green NINE: C O M I N G S O O N

Leonie lives in a world of complete silence. She cannot hear anything, but she can see sounds as beautiful colors. When a mysterious street musician plays his violin, she sees a hauntingly beautiful purple color she has never seen before. This is a story of music, colors, and a connection that goes beyond words....

These are my own poems I wrote about synesthesia. I have synesthesia and was always fascinated by it. Although, many don't understand it. This is pretty much the first time writing poems, other than when we were assigned in class to write them on certain topics, but this time I can relate to what I'm writing. Hope you enjoy.

Blaire Bonner has no trouble escaping hundreds of miles away from home for university, but she does have a problem with her new roommate. And her Physics professor. And the annoyingly handsome guy sitting across from her in World History. But after stumbling upon an attempted murder at the annual back-to-school bash, and witnessing mysterious Alek turn water to ice with his bare hands to apprehend the criminal, Blaire learns that there's more to the students here at Greenage University, and she may have something in common with them after all. COMING SOON

I never know where to to write all my Synesthetic views of my life so I guess i'll write them here. Welcome to my mind

a poem about the other half of me

"She said that everything had colour in her thought; the months of the year ran through all the tints of the spectrum, the days of the week were arrayed as Solomon in his glory, morning was golden, noon orange, evening crystal blue, and night violet. Every idea came to her mind robed in its own especial hue. Perhaps that was why her voice and words had such a charm, conveying to the listeners' perception such fine shadings of meaning and tint and music."

A collection of poems. Part one: Love Part two: Freedom Part three: Moments

About Synesthesia

A story based on my experience with synesthesia. The second story in my series about mental illness. They do not have to be read in order.

Writings about my synesthesia.

" i deleted my heart, can i borrow yours. " about; a boy with synesthesia who just can't stop talking about it.

Just a random thing

Orphaned and psychic sisters Loy and Cale move to a new town to start over. Loy hopes she can finally claim independence and find happiness in the new town, while Cale is blissfully unaware of the true reason they left their home. What will it take to stay free from the evil chasing them? Why is it chasing them? Who will come to their aid? This is more about how all the stories intertwine. Cale will have her own book as an OHSHC fanfic, and the romantic aspect of it is there, but it's not the plot. If this awful summary managed to grab your attention, 1. I'm surprised but 2. I encourage you to read, if only for the critique of other writers and readers.

{Any poems in need of a warning will have one in the title and/or at the beginning of the chapter ! ! !} Poetry for those in need of some poems written by a lovesick and mentally-damaged teenager.

Violet feels trapped in a world where she is constantly breaking rules she can't begin to understand. When she is left lonely in the one place she thought she could fit in, she learns to embrace the colours she's spent her whole life running from.

The reckless optimist creates sunbeams With Archimedes death rays That they do believe will result in lovely sunsets. (And most everybody burnt to a crisp is not in favor of this method.)

where louis can only feel the black cold and abandoned homes until harry comes along. ⋯ [lower case intended] heartbreakclubs © all rights reserved 2017 possible trigger warning