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wickedness flash in Ms Shen’s eyes as she slipped the container into Kyra’s backpack. I thought she
might have fixed it at some point.
“MURDERER! SLAYER!” I yelled at the top of my voice.
“Wh-wh-what???” stuttered Ms Shen. “I ……” her voice trailed off. “It’s true,” she
admitted, “I planted this bomb, TNT201, in Kyra’s backpack. It was expected to detonate in an
hour.”
“But what grudge do you hold against us?” Aleksandar, my dad, demanded. Ms Shen
drew back, growling.
“Your grandfather,” she snarled, “He was supposed to marry my grandmother, Xian.
Instead, he fell head over feet on your grandmother, Carly. I am here to wreak revenge on ……”
A claw from a helicopter grabbed her.
“Boss, HOW DARE YOU!” Ms. Shen cursed.
“How dare you indeed,” huffed the Boss through the loudspeaker. “Listen, she will be
punished, and a lucky one will have the chance to choose her punishment. I apologize for the
inconvenience caused by her.”
“Ball!” squeaked a toddler from the crowd.
“What a great idea!” replied the Boss. Instantly the claw wrapped Ms Shen in a balloon
and dropped her into the crowd. A thousand hands reached to touch the balloon.
“Wow,” Ms. Shen murmured, “This is better than a roller coaster!”
“Do you still think the GBA is boring?” asked Mom to Kyra.
“Not even the slightest bit!” she replied, “Everyone had fun today, even Ms Shen!”
“You should learn to see things from other perspectives, then the world would become
even more interesting!” I said purposefully.