“Knock knock” I heard another bang, louder this time, I peeked outside through the see-through hole, there stood a girl of around 21, thoroughly drenched, with a suitcase beside her and a fuming cigarette in one hand while a bottle of alcohol in another.
Here, in this short series, I present to you a few of my experiences at my boarding school – RRRA! I am sure people who have lived away from home would be able to relate.
