I Am Young Novels & Stories

I should probably explain a bit. My name is Eliza. I am seventeen years of age, and I attend Flintons High School. I am in my last year before college, and I really cannot wait to get out of this hell hole. I will be eighteen soon, and I plan to move as far away as possible.

I was very young at that time . I started minion jobs at age 15,I couldn't watch my parents starve for me ,I wasn't opportuned to go to school but I am working towards it ,when things are stable I will go back to school ,but for now I buy little books to help myself and my dad also helps me too .

The moon that never fails to fascinate me. It's only three days before my eighteenth birthday. I should feel happy and excited, that finally I would be on the legal age. But it feels like, I feel different. Even though I didn't admit it to mommy, I knew in myself that I was still looking for the protection of a father until now.

My head got hot from what I heard. "What? I'm not young anymore! I'm 18." I replied with a frown.. He's annoying. He still thinks of me as a child. I didn't hear his response because I angrily climbed the stairs and went to my room. I admit that I used to wish for my 18th birthday so I wouldn't be a minor anymore. Minor in his eyes but he is still younger than me. Ka banas he masiyado. what is he Old? To say that.

Everything was too crazy for me to understand. I recalled my past, one of the childhood memories that I still remember. I was 14 years old, running among the brown-leafed trees. It was fall. I was so carefree. I had nothing to worry about. Those were good times when my family was complete and happy. Now, I was alone in an unfamiliar place. I am not a free woman. I had no relatives to protect me. Who knows what bad things will happen next? I wish I could just die first.

To be the best in all I do! I know Daddy says that I have only now to be a kid, and to be just that. I play along with it. But I know who I am, I may only be 11years old, but I am in line to be the next Alpha of this pack, a Female Alpha!

I searched for the right way to say be right back going to pee on this real fast. “Go girl! I know you need to know! I can’t imagine how you must feel. I think I’d lose my ever loving mind if I was pregnant this young!” UGH! That really bothered me. I really did just turn eighteen a few months ago, but I did graduate from high school, and with college a big question mark…maybe the Moon Goddess was making the decision for me? I hoped not, but I felt this pit sinking in my stomach the closer to the restroom I got.

The Indian girl’s eyes caught mine watching her so she came over to stand next to me. “Sorry,” I apologized. “It was rude to stare. I’m just nervous.” “Don’t worry about it. I’m Indian. I get stared at by all my relatives all the time for being unmarried at my age,” she replied. “Why? How old are you? You look the youngest amongst all of us.” “I’m pretty certain I’m not,” she replied. “I’m twenty four, about to be twenty five soon. My spring chicken years are coming to an end, well after tonight, they’ll definitely be

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.

The age at which teenagers my age are again cool to hang out to enjoy the age that he says is most appropriate to carve out the good times of life. But for me, age is just age. No matter how special the number Seventeen, because I think we can engrave memories at any time while we can still breathe oxygen on the face of the earth. Make up, fashion, style, and socialites. A series of words that soar far above the line of my life's destiny and I probably won't be able to get. The sense of wanting to enjoy it all is definitely there, but I know myself. Although, to be honest I still like to envy seeing my friends who wear makeup on their faces with make-up that makes their faces look brighter a