I Am Young Novels & Stories

"You...you are so bad! *Sobs* You said you don't like me and that you don't want me. So...so, how could you do this to me? I'm still very young wuwu...wuwu…" "Just stop crying, will you? You should be very grateful that you still have the energy to speak!" "How can a 19 year old almost 20 years old girl be very young, huh?!" "I don't care, you are very bad. You are a beast in human form Jian Ying!" "I will make sure I report you to mother, what you did to me! Wuwu...wuwu…" "Hahahaha…! Go ahead! But while on that, just make sure you get ready for me tonight, ok?!"

I am a rather shy person. I am short, petite, blond, and smiling. A good girl like many others. I believe in true love. I believe in world peace. I believe I will become a great writer. I believe in love at first sight. I believe that Chips and ice cream go well together. And I believe that teenage life is the hardest of all.

Since I can't be with my Dad, I might as well be with my “Father-figure” Right? Or was that wrong too? How do I handle this much agony alone? I'm just…19.

He chuckles out loud while spinning around on the chair like a maniac. Isabelle wakes up from her unconsciousness and slowly tries to sit up. Her body feels so weak, there’s no energy left in her. None at all, to fight or scream out for help. She needs water, she doesn’t remember for how long she hasn’t had a drop of water. “Please, I need water.” She whispers before falling back on the chair completely and losing her consciousness.

His heart ached as though it was going to rip him apart from the inside. “Lily, just hold on a little longer. I’ve already called every top-tier healer!” My parents, whose hair was now grayer than ever, nodded through their tears. “Don’t be scared, Lily. We’re here now. We’ll get you through this.” But we all knew the truth. I was dying.

Time can wait until I'm not 14. I was so amazed during that time... That I fucking know how idiotic I am! I'm a 7-year-old idiot... Until I waited at my 14th birthday! "My dream comes true!" "I'M A BILLIONAIRE!" I shouted out that loud. That Goddamn intro is killing me! Cameras? I was surrounded by it! Celebrities? I was surrounded by it! Politicians? I was surrounded by it! I was surrounded by them... that I have no fucking privacy!

Even if anyone would not want to come, she knew her friends would want to, just to stand with her as the way every other good friend would do. Adulthood is not an easy hood, especially when you are not ready to participate yet. It's not just about the age, but about the mental state of the person. But for Melissa, she felt she was mature long ago! Even when she was still in high school, and thought her stepdad was the worst person on earth, she had always wished to live on her own and be the best adult she wished to be. When people are young, they do things they didn't plan for or even thought they could do. But in rare cases, the young person has every right and opportunity to change the ba

But I understand how it feels to not be able to tell the one you love the truth, so I'm happy they finally have it all worked out. I'm the last... And the youngest in our group. I don't turn 18 until May! Not that I mind. I love spring. But because of that, everyone treats me a little bit different. I don't know why, it's not like I'm a fragile little girl. I'm stronger than most people give me credit for. But everyone seems worried about me lately.

I couldn’t even shake his hand without completely freaking out. “A human huh? What do you think of the colony?” His deep sexy voice so close to my ear, my insides trembled. “Uh, well, it’s nothing I have ever seen before, I was young when the collapse happened, so I’ve never even seen a club before.” He swallows visibly and asks, “Exactly how young are you?” “I am 17. I turn 18 in less than 3 months.” I squeak out. He nods and gets this look on his face like everything makes sense now. I am so confused, my boy/girl social skills are severely lacking.

If only things were that easy. A better question would be, would she still love me after I told her the truth? “You’re not that good at giving advice, but that’s okay.” I smiled at Amelia. “That’s not what you’re here for.” “Right, I’m sorry.” “It’s okay.” I shrugged her off. Despite me trying to kill her just minutes ago, she was still able to hold a conversation. She seemed like a friendly and energetic person. “Are you the youngest here?” “Yes…I’m the youngest. The one after me is twenty-six.”