I Am Ten Novels & Stories

Ten years into my marriage to Joshua Ford, heir to the largest fortune in Kingsbury, I receive a video. The footage is shot inside a car. The video is shaky, and the sounds coming from it are vile. When I hold up my phone to confront him, the moaning is still echoing through the living room. Joshua's expression remains calm. He just shrugs like it's nothing. "Younger women are just fresher. Your health isn't great, so I wouldn't dare push you to try anything wild. But everyone craves a little excitement, right?" I freeze in place, my arm going numb from holding up the phone. "That's your explanation?" Joshua doesn't answer me. His gaze drifts over me with casual indifference. "The truth

He was simply not worth it. I was not going to cry in his absence, and neither in his presence. So, I did what I knew best. I took my inner cheek in between my teeth, bit on it so hard until I became clear-headed as I took a memory lane back. I was around ten. And Marco was around eleven. He was older than me by one year. Back then, we used to be neighbours. You can call him the cute boy next door that I never noticed until I was ten.

“Not tonight.” But memory doesn’t care about timing. It struck anyway, forcing me to remember that agonizing night. Flashback ......... Ten Years Ago in the city of new York. Heat and Smoke rose through the clouds, and the screams could be heard from miles away. I was just ten and barefoot, Bleeding through my nose. I remember the sting of glass slicing through my heel as I stumbled down the hallway, coughing through smoke thick enough to choke a ghost. “Papa?” I choked, coughing loudly. “Papa!” I yelled but there was no answer.

He is now ten years old, while Amelia is nine. "You don't believe me, Pa? I'm famous in school. Ask Amelia. Girls like my dance moves. I looked at Anelia, who was pouting—young love like Gian and I.

On the third day of our captivity in the abandoned cannery, Adrian finally found me with his private security team. I clutched five-year-old Leah in my arms and stumbled toward the light. My coat had long since been torn to shreds, the soles of my feet were mangled by broken glass, and Leah curled against my chest, burning up with fever. Vera looked relieved to see me alive, but then suddenly turned and walked toward the kidnappers. "Vera, come back!" My voice was already hoarse from screaming. "They won't keep their word even after they get the money. Leah still has a fever. We need to call the police and get her to a hospital!" Adrian wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice almos

I hug her from the back . “Thanks Momma, I love you" "And I Love you too Princess” I nod and skip happily down to my room. Today is my 10th birthday which means I am getting older, I also wish David is allowed to come, maybe I could sneak a kiss. I giggled at my thoughts as I take my bath. When I return to the room, a knee-floor dress with silver lining and a flowery button was lying on the bed. My mom enters a few minutes and started to get me ready.

he replied enthusiastically. I'm envious of Liam's intrinsic passion for music since I'm still at the phase of exploring myself, of what I want to achieve in life. I vividly remember my Grade 10 essay that basically asks us of what do we want to be ten years from now. I penned that I just want to have roof above our heads, stable job, and a complete family which is never ever going to happen anymore. The tragic departure of dad had a dire consequential effect to me and Mom.

” I groan. ”Give me anything.” ”My dad has seen me at my absolute worst, Aiden. And by worst, I mean medically embarrassing” she smirks. ”When I was ten years old, we were at the local park. I decided it would be a fantastic idea to see if my head could fit through the gap in the metal playground railing.” I blink, staring at the road, a tiny chuckle escaping me. ”And?” ”And it went in beautifully. But it did not come out” Julie deadpans.

Maliyah I can’t believe it’s been a year since I woke up. I turn eleven in three days and little Aiden turns one. Mom insists we have a birthday party and I only agreed because of Aiden. I don’t really feel like celebrating. I got up extra early this morning to go riding alone. I know this will make everyone mad but I need some space. There is always someone following me so I left before everyone woke up but I at least alerted border patrol of my little solo ride.

A little boy ran inside with a wine jar. I was shocked. What was a child doing in a place like that. "Here you go! He was full of life .Bubbling. Almost like a fresh air, his smile swiped away all the gloom around with a quick swish. "You want me to pour it for you? "How old are you?" I snatched the jar from his hand as I asked the question. "Ten, I am turning ten this month!" He smiled with all his teeth out. "How can you make a ten year old do this?" I turned towards the women standing there. It was disturbing.