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So I'm starting to write this story about two 10 year-old children and their childhood. The girl is going to be named Ariana and the boy is going to be named Gabriel. Gabriel is an only child and has two loving, happily married parents. His family is more like a higher middle class family. Ariana is technically an only child as well but her parents are divorced and she lives with her birth mom and step-dad. She's most likely going to have step-siblings but I haven't really decided that yet. Her family is a poorer family who struggles to make ends meat.

This story is none the less in its development stage, so nothing is final. I don't have too many ideas for the plot but I'm coming up with small fragments of plot. Basically a general plot idea for this is its the story of these two totally different kids childhoods together. Their dreams, memories, experiences, friendships, and love. They are both in 5th grade and the actually story starts on the first day of their 5th grade year. I haven't decided if I should continue into later in their lives or only just do a few years of their childhood.

And the setting is most likely going to take place in a suburb area. Not too small of a city/town and not too big like New York for example.

I started to make somewhat of a prologue and it's one of Gabriel's early dreams before he meets Ariana. So here it is:

There was a boat. A sea, an ocean. It was vast like the looming atmosphere that coated the Earth. The ocean was scarlet. So deep, so pure, so mysterious. No fish swam amongst this ocean, no creatures lay dominant within the waves. The boat sat on the sea of red. No movement or sound, the water was flat, precise, and there was not a ripple to be seen. This boat was perfectly still as if time had completely stopped, the world had stopped.

Time is not living, yet it is not dead. Time is day and night, months and weeks, days and hours, minutes and seconds, sun and moon, life and death, heaven and hell. However in this place time never did change. There was no sun. There was no moon, or wind.

Here in this boat- silently, patiently waiting- on this magnificent sea is a young boy. He sleeps. The sound of his shallow breathing is the only sign of disruption for miles. No movement is made, everything is calm, yet the ocean is restless. It longs for disturbance, it wants the ripples, the noise, the movement, all of it. For the ocean was never was faced turmoil or storm, but the curiosity of the sea desired something different and new for so many years. The disturbance will come. Oh yes it will. It is all just a matter of time, before she would come. The girl with scarlet hair.

Should I extend this dream and prologue? Or should I keep it as is? I would like your opinions. (:

I think, instead of having it be a prologue, maybe the first bit of the first chapter? And then refer to it and expand upon it later in the story.

Just a thought. But I like your writing style, so good luck.

Is there much to write about for a 10-year-old?

That's a question you may have to answer.

But it seems that you already have. Whatever you have at the moment is pretty good. But there is always room for adjustment.