I Was Only Nineteen Novels & Stories

If someone didn't see me in person, they would probably think I was a child, not an adult who was almost 19 years old. Nothing was too important. I just felt a little confused. My birthday is in two weeks, remember? I'll be 19 this year. I've grown up with it, and I don't know how to feel about it. I don't think I'll be able to show myself until my 20th birthday. Besides, yesterday's strange feeling made me doubt my abilities. In dangerous situations, I feel like I can't protect myself. It makes me feel useless... I admitted it to Ariana.

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

she asked, softly stitching up the cut on top of his eyebrow. "I'm ten years old," He told her, it had been his birthday a few days ago. No one knew about it, he had no one to celebrate it with, and he had no reason to celebrate. It was a celebration of life, his life was not worth celebrating, "How old are you?" "I'm nineteen."

I say as a half-joke. The stranger folds his arms, flexing his biceps and I swallow again. He notices my staring and his lips curl in a half-smile. “How old are you?” “Here.” I fish out my ID from my pocket and stretch it to him. He doesn’t collect it, not even a peek at it to know my name. “I’m nineteen.” “Nineteen?” Technically, nineteen is seventeen plus two years, so I can pass for a sweet nineteen. “Yes.”

Pierce says. I pause to take in what he has said. I am approaching my 17th birthday.So that can't be right. “ I am 17 in a few days, not 19. There has to be a mistake. And anyway, would you have turned him away?” I can’t help but ask.

When the music ended, he took my hand and kissed it gently, then looked at me in a way that made me flustered as I glanced at his lips, trying to kiss him. At that moment, Maysan appeared. “Did you forget I was here, guys?” she said with a light smile. I smiled at her and hugged her. She whispered in my ear, “Congratulations on turning nineteen.” I laughed and said, “Of course. Nineteen years of chaos.”

At least, not one that made sense. “I don’t know, Jade,” I confessed, the words coming out rough and unpracticed. I was one to not show my weakness, but here I was, forgetting in front of a girl I had barely known for a day. “How old are you?” I asked all of a sudden. Jade’s brow furrowed slightly, her gaze fixated on the ground. “I'm nineteen.” Nineteen? She seemed pretty young to live this kind of life. “Nineteen,“ I repeated. She looked way older than nineteen; she acted like she was in her early twenties. She was too smart for her age.

He ears perked as he heard her mumbling something like ‘you don’t look like human’ but was not sure. “What did you said?” He voice dangerously calm. She looked at him horrified and then quickly said. “Nineteen..” “What nineteen?” He swear that this girl was mad. “You asked how old I am. I am eighteen.” He recalled asking her age but it was on sarcastic note. “Oh really? I thought you were nine.” Sarcasm dripping. “Yeah my friends say I look younger. Like 17 or 16 but 9 is new. I don’t think I look like kid.”

AVA DUVAL I staggered out of the club, my arm barely clutching my purse. Someone spiked my drink for the second time this week and I needed to head home as soon as possible — at least before my father got home from his trip. But turning nineteen was something I personally wanted to celebrate, and that was what led me to this twenty one plus party where everybody was either rubbing their sweaty bodies against each other or inhaling smoke from the goddamned pipe. I walked slowly, my heels doing a bad job at keeping me steady.

Our eyes met and God… it felt like I was floating. I swallowed hard, my throat tightening as if something solid were lodged there. “R… Rhea,” I stammered. “Rhea,” he repeated, tasting my name. Oh, it sounded so good coming from him. “How old are you?” he asked. “I’m nineteen,” I said hurriedly. I caught the brief flash of dissatisfaction on his face. “I’ll be turning twenty in a few months,” I added quickly, like it would somehow change anything. “Hmm.” He replied before moving to his seat.