Novel & Cerita I Was Only Nineteen

We had been suspecting that Melinda liked Kayden and this just proved everything. "what's funny?" Warren asked. "it's an inside thing, you wouldn't know" I tried to stop laughing. "Happy birthday dude" I wished Kayden anyways. "Yeah bro, happy birthday" Warren patted Kayden's back as Bianca and Melinda wished him. "Welcome to the nineteen clubs" Warren spoke with a wide grin on his face. They were all nineteen now except Bianca and me, we were eighteen. I was the youngest in the group. "We should celebrate your birthday Kay" Melinda suggested

My back hit the brick wall behind me as he lifted me slightly off balance. “You dare defend him?” he hissed. His grip tightened around my throat. “He is responsible,” Arkon continued, his voice low and venomous. “Every bit as responsible as anyone else.” He leaned closer, his breath steady. “I was Nineteen,” he said. “Nineteen years old when I watched them lower my parents into the ground.” My vision dimmed at the edges. “I had nothing after that,” he continued. “No safety net, no family. It was just me and the rage.

The next morning, bright sunlight streamed into my room, painting everything in a warm golden glow. I didn’t want to wake up. I was still wrapped in the delicious haze of sleep, lost in a dream where Uncle Pedro had me bent over his lap, his large hand delivering firm, stinging spanks that sent heat rushing through my body. When my eyes finally fluttered open, a wide, dreamy smile spread across my face. Today was my big day. I was finally turning nineteen.

He looks like he's about to cry, and I am near tears, too. We cut the sappy stuff and head to eat. Everything with my family is going amazing. I had my nineteenth birthday back in April, and it was great. Other than that, I've worked hard to be strong enough to see my future come true, and now I guess I'm doing too good. Which I didn't think was possible it hasn't even been a year yet.

His dark black hair are tossed around wildly, and his sharp chin as small, bits of stubble on them. Why, why would he think I am a kid? "Do you need any help in finding your parents, I can take you—" "I am not lost. And I am not a kid!!" I breath out in annoyance. "You are—" "I am going nineteen." I huff. "Hah—" it is now his turn to wallow in disbelief. "You really are nineteen? You are so short, aren't you fifteen or something?" Fifteen. Fifteen? The audacity?

I told him smugly and his eyes narrowed at me. “You are older than me with just three years.” He said. “Three years is a lot of years, buddy. It means when I was three years old, you are yet to exist. Besides, you are still a teenager, I’m not kiddo.” I said again and was having fun riling him up. “I’m nineteen.” He uttered as if that will render my facts null and void. “Yes. Nine-teeeeeeen.” I dragged. “Teenager.” I winked at him before facing forward.

As I said, my daughter was nineteen. It was a Friday night the very first time something... happened.

I was wringing my hands, I realized and bowed my head, biting my lower lip, Then, with a deep breath, I said softly, “Nineteen. I am nineteen, Mr. O’Grady.”

**The First Lesson** I stood outside Professor Ryan’s apartment door, shifting my weight from one foot to the other like an idiot. My backpack felt heavier than usual, mostly because of the thick calculus textbook inside it that I’d been failing to understand for weeks. At nineteen, I was supposed to have my life together,, or at least pretend I did. At 19, I was still a virgin — the quiet girl who spent more time in the library than at parties. My parents had insisted on extra tutoring after I nearly failed my calculus midterm, and Ryan was the only one available on short notice.

"Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you!" Casper and Stacey woke me up with singing . I sat up in bed lazily, trying to figure out what was going on when I saw the small cake and single candle. A warm smile embraced my face, "aww, thank you guys." "So how do you feel about turning nineteen?" Casper asked me, a smile sitting on his face. "Scared." What should have been a happy day for me was ruined thanks to overhearing Ryan.