Emojis Drawing Novels & Stories

I tilted my head and bit my lower lip and look away. His face is full of different colors with different drawings. There's a big black circle around his eyes and if he closes his eyes you could see a another eye on it. I have drawn a hair at circles on his nose and something like a booger on it. I draw a middle finger on his cheeks and a drawl on his mouth. I even made his thick eyebrows thicker! However, he still looks handsome yet funny. My eyes widened when he stood up. "You are done? Then leave!" I gulped so hard and hide the nervousness I'm feeling.

All they did in my class was practice adding and subtracting. Mom got a funny look on her face when I told her that I like to draw during math. While the other kids werre counting on their fingers I would pretend to be working in my workbook. Truthfully, I was sketching. I had some cool drawings in that workbook, hidden way in the back. I like to draw weather events, uncontrolled power unleashed on unsuspecting souls. I liked hurricanes and tornadoes the best. I loved the power a storm generated. The inevitable destruction it would cause was fun to try to put on paper. Sometimes I would see a storm raging in my mind and I could barely draw fast enough to get all the details on the page

I knew that she won't write so I did the same but she drew an emoji atleast. "Well you did the same." I said to which she instantly replied,"but I drew an emoji." She made a cute pout and I instantly felt the urge to kiss those cute little heart shaped lips of her. I controlled myself and shifted my gaze towards somewhere else. "So you will not tell me?" she asked innocently and how could I say No to this innocent beauty sitting in front of me. "Fine, I will tell you." I replied and after hearing it she excitedly asked, "Really?" and I said

In a few minutes, he was done. “So fast!” She exclaimed with a shocked expression on her face. Nodding his head, he tore out the drawing from the sketchbook and gave it to her. A laugh escaped her lips when she saw the funny and cartoonish version of her. “This is me, but looking so cute and so small.” Emma laughed loudly, she had to cover her mouth to prevent those outside from hearing her. "You're good at this." Liam loved seeing her laugh, he was enjoying the time he was spending with her. She was an exciting person to be with.

She laughed and hugged me tightly, she was half a head taller than me, but it wasn't awkward at all. "You really don't have to." I said, smiling at her, only now could I take in the full effect of how much stress this had caused her. Her deep brown hair was pulled into a messy bun on top of her head, a pencil shoved into it, and her shrug's sleeves were shoved above her elbows, where eczema sat red and irritated and brought forth by stress. "Here's the drawings." I said as I pulled a folder filled with 205 different drawings. "I threw in a couple alternates, and you can rearrange them however you think they fit best. Oh!" I pulled out another paper filled with little boxes with intricate des

Emily said: “It's almost lunchtime. You have five minutes to finish; then we will see the that everyone did. Nav had drawn faces looking out of the train windows, making each of them a cute caricature of children. Now he was adding Emily, with her ponytail, to the driver's seat. When everyone showed their drawings, he, like Emily, was met with praise. excited for each one. When it was their turn, everyone oooohs and aaaaahs and laughs at the funny details he had added. He gave the drawing to little Kevin, who gave it to him. borrow the crayons. — Are you an artist? Emily asked. "No, I'm…" He stopped when he was about to say photographer. “I'm a businessman. "I bet you succeed at everything y

Then, she opened Alex's text lastly: Cutie (an emoji with a halo at the top) Please forgive me (pouting emoji) I really didn't want to leave you there with that grumpy brother of mine (winking emoji then a laughing emoji) I hope he treated you well. Did he? If he didn't, we will tell Fey and she will take revenge for us. Okay?? Please tell me that he made sure you got home safe. I will make it up to you. I promise. Add me on twitter. My handle is @alekiewin254. See you another day. (Three kissing emojis and one heart emoji)

A smile appeared on my face. I open the package. It was bath soap, lotions, and for some weird and unexplained reason, a drawing of me; every single detail, from the little, tiny hairs to the folds around my mouth when I smile. Now I feel bad for calling him a dick. He deserved it at that moment. How can someone so rude be so nice at the same time? Making my way to the kitchen, placing the box on the counter. Opening drawers one by one in search for a photo frame put the drawing in. Finally finding one. I place the photo in and place it on the coffee counter. I didn’t think there were still people that drew.

I know, it's not always easy for a new student who just moved from another country. He is drawing something. "Hey, Edwin." I take a seat beside him. "You wanna see my drawing?" He covers the page with his thumb. "No. But show me if you want." I reply. He uncovers the page, straightening the sketch book. Jesus Christ. He drew Emilia and Jake. His eyes are opened and her eyes are closed. Why? They are kissing. "It looks__real. You draw well, boy." Edwin smiles, looking a bit shy. "Thanks."

My heart softens instantly. “Mama!” he yells, running to me as soon as I step out of the car. “Hey, bug,” I say, scooping him into a hug. “What’s that you’ve got there?” “My drawing!” Liam says proudly, unfolding it for me to see. It’s a colorful crayon picture of me, my parents, and Liam, all holding hands under a big yellow sun. But there’s an empty space on one side of the page.