DuskI SCRUNCHED MY NOSE as the first fat drops of rain hit my face. I hated gloomy, humid days like this, where it rained non-stop, and everything looked dark and hopeless. I squeezed myself deeper into my jacket, it was a little large for me, but it shielded me from the cold, and I pushed my hood down until I could barely see under it.
I’d broken my umbrella weeks ago, and my father had forgotten to buy me a new one. He forgot more important stuff, like food and school supplies, so an unreplaced umbrella wasn’t a surprise.
I walked faster, hoping the bus taking me to school wouldn’t be long. As I passed the school on my street, I spared it a glance. I’d spent two years here, but I rarely missed it. I’d had more fun at the small annex they’d moved us for the final two years of primary. H
