I hadn’t known that my answers to the questions would mark the start of a new beginning. We had always been the misfits, the outcasts and the “losers” in class. Losers? If you are thinking… someone who stinks at sports and is into poetry… Yup, that’s me. Darryl De. Do I always forget to bring my ...
Quick!” I yelled. “We need to get to Mr Grosse and Mrs Priya. Someone is after us too!” “Yes!” Mundi agreed. “We… we… we… just got the wrong person in trouble, no?” “Miss Teo is trying to frame Madam Siti!” Clandestino exclaimed. “And me too!” We stood up and trampled over some tiny pieces of gla...
Traffic light,” Mundi said under his breath. The van halted. Mundi was blindfolded and his hands were tied behind his back. All he could hear was the sound of loose screws that rattled during the bumpy ride. He could smell chocolate and milk swishing in a barrel next to him. It was comforting to ...