Snapshot er målrettet elever i 8.-10. klasse. I got four shots. The two guys as they ran back to the car. The driver as he yelled at them to get a move on. The car as it began to move off, with the axeman’s head and arm still outside. The last picture was of the car coming straight at me. The driver had spotted me and my camera. Smile please – only he wasn’t smiling. He was b

Prisoner in Alcatraz er målrettet elever i 8.-10. klasse. That night they came to my cell and kicked the hell out of me. “We heard you aren’t following the rules, Marty.” “You don’t talk, or wave, or even look at anybody without permission.” “You don’t do anything unless we say so. You understand? Rule Five. All you get is food, clothing, shelter and medical attention.”

The Chain er målrettet elever i 8.-10. klasse. Felix tore the wrapping off a brand new deck of cards while he looked at Joe’s book with a critical look. “What’s that you got there?” he asked. “Found it on the bus,” Joe said. “Thought it was lucky. Hoped it might bring me some more luck.”

Dream On er målrettet elever i 6.-7. klasse. Ever since I started playing football, I’ve always had this dream about becoming a professional footballer playing for Liverpool. I’ve loved them since I was a kid. But as soon as I started dreaming about what might happen in the future, I remembered my old man. There was no way he would let me be a professional footballer. He wanted me to become a lawyer or a doctor. “These are th

Young Dracula er målrettet elever i 5.-6. klasse: Everyone has heard of Count Dracula. But do you know what he was like when he was young? Maybe not! And why? Because this story has been a big secret until NOW.

Kick Back er målrettet elever i 5.-6. klasse: I don't like school much. I don't have many friends. I think it is because I have big ears and big feet, but I don't know. If I try to play football I always fall. I don't mind, but Dad wants me to be Mr Popular like he was when he was at school. So he bought me the drums ...

Hostage er målrettet elever i 5.-6. klasse: "Angela? Angela Henshaw?"I turned around. A woman with short, brown hair smiled at me. I had never seen her before, so how did she know my name? I stopped."Angela Henshaw?" she said again."Yes?" I said.Then I felt a strong arm around my waist. A man said something, but I could not h

Letter from America er målrettet elever i 6.-7. klasse: Tommo sat with his sheet of paper and his pen ready.He had scratched his head ...Then he had lost his pen ...He had found his pen ...He had dropped his pen ...He had chewed his pen ...Now there was nothing to do. He ha