Dyslexia Friendly Bible Novels & Stories

She asked me as she grabbed my ear and led me out of the house angrily. “It means you have a disorder where you can’t comprehend words and understand them. Not only are you wolfless but also dumb. The moon goddess must really hate me.” She spat at me before she left. “I..” “What is it?” Ares' voice came through my phone as I wiped my eyes, my shoulders falling as I looked back at him through blurry vision. “I don’t want to learn anymore.” I cried as he frowned. “Why?” “Because I’m dumb. My mother said I had dyslexia.” I said, rubbing my eyes as I started to cry harder. Ares watched me for another second before he spoke.

Jennifer replied "Okay,then you should try that and reading the bible for once. Because that also helps getting rid of anger,too" "You know that it's been awhile since I've read the bible. I wouldn't know what scriptures to read on" "Well,there's Ephesians chapter four verse thirty one and two. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice. And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you"

"Look at me, Shyne." "Isaiah 41:10 Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand." I read the verse aloud as my heartbeat was beating faster than I thought was possible. I felt an awful urge to throw up my dinner, and the dark presence didn't help me to calm down. However, as I repeated the bible verse three more times, the voice stopped. I was able to release a deep sigh as my body began to relax.

Ariel said, making Chad turn red from embarrassment. "I'm sorry.. It's not that my handwriting is bad, but with numbers, I can't seem to get it.. It gets all swarmy in my head in stuff." "That sounds like-" "Dyslexia, but with numbers? Yeah, I figured." Chad responded, piquing Ariel's interest. "You know about dyslexia?" Ariel asked.

But maybe just to see how smug he looks when he talks just like he always does sitting across from me on the table. Like he fucking knows me. Like he gets it. I scoff under my breath and grab the phone again, clicking the link before I can stop myself. The video opens. And there he is. Hoodie on. Hair messy. Sitting in front of a desk like he’s some YouTube tutor. His voice is calm. Steady. A little too soft for someone who usually bites when he speaks. “Lesson one,” he says. “You’re not stupid. And dyslexia isn’t a death sentence.”

I cheer up, smiling, “Yeah, I’m alright. Are you ready to have some fun? They have so much stuff for us to play on in there!” I tell him excitedly, and he and Tez shouts, “Yes!” Qwan asks, “Do dey hab tois to pway wif?“(Do they have toys to play with?) I deciphered his question, and although Qwan’s speech is bad, Tez’s speech is way worse. He talks ass backward! He would take something simple like, ‘good morning’. And he would say, ‘mood gorning.’ He’s been diagnosed with dyslexia and lucky I’ve been around him long enough to understand what it is he’s saying. Because sometimes I am completely lost as to what he’s asking me.

"Can I see it?" "Oh, I'm afraid not," He said forbiddingly. "You need to be a priest to read it. But I can read some of it to you that I think might help with your problem." "Thank you Father, that's so kind!" She bobbed in excitement, bouncing her generous chest. "I always follow the Bible's advice." "Okay, let's see now," He flicked through to a random page, tilting the book so she couldn't see it. "Here we go. The Book of, uh, Fellatius."

This time the words stabilized correctly. I watched the text shift across the screen carefully. I dragged one hand down my face slowly, exhaustion pressing heavily behind my eyes. I honestly couldn't remember the last time I slept properly. Probably before she walked into my life like a damn hurricane. The memory of her crying in the woods last night flashed through my head again. Pain helps me focus. My chest tightened instantly. Fuck. I hated that sentence. I stared at the code running across the screen again. Ever since she told me about her dyslexia, I hadn't been able to let it go. Most dyslexia tools on the market were garbage. Cheap overlays, bright colors, childish interfaces designe

She was desperate for help, and she silently prayed for a miracle. She felt weak. She went to the pews and sat a few rows from the front. As she did, she looked up and noticed an open Bible. It was a thick book, and the header read: The New Testament, The Book of Luke. She scanned the pages, looking for a sign, wondering if her prayer had been answered. She read: “I grant you power and authority over every demon, power and authority over every disease.” Her heart raced. Was it a message?

he says in disbelief. After they all got back to their chambers, they are at the library reading together. Cai Kang is trying to read it but no matter how many times he reads the same page, he can never comprehend it. The rest do not know chinese. Only Nuying seems to be capable of passing this. "Cai Kang-kun, you seem to have problems with this as well. You have trouble studying?" The polite and petite Okabayashi Izumi said. Cai Kang blushed out of embarrassment and scratched his head. "Well, I'm dyslexic so yeah, I'm kinda pointless. I've had Kazuha to help me study but she's not here so I'm basically screwed."