Bruised Ones | Faatima Kabir | Fiction

  Age 17 He came in the middle of our second term, when everybody had already decided who they were going to be. Final year had a way of doing that. Relationships sealed, ambitions already defined. No one was trying anything new anymore. Except Khalid. He wasn’t nervous the way new students were. He was […]

Bruised Ones | Faatima Kabir | Fiction
  Age 17 He came in the middle of our second term, when everybody had already decided who they were going to be. Final year had a way of doing that. Relationships sealed, ambitions already defined. No one was trying anything new anymore. Except Khalid. He wasn’t nervous the way new students were. He was […]