Damselfly

Damselfly

by Chandra Prasad

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Overview


Their survival is in their own hands...Samantha Mishra opens her eyes and discovers she's alone and injured in the thick of a jungle. She has no idea where she is, or what happened to the plane taking her and the rest of the Drake Rosemont fencing team across the Pacific for a tournament. Once Sam connects with her best friend, Mel, and they find the others, they set up shelter and hope for rescue. But as the days pass, the teens realize they're on their own, stranded on an island with a mysterious presence that taunts and threatens them. Soon Sam and her companions discover they need to survive more than the jungle... they need to survive each other.This taut novel, with a setting evocative of Lord of the Flies, is by turns cinematic and intimate, and always thought-provoking.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780545907927
Publisher: Scholastic, Inc.
Publication date: 03/27/2018
Pages: 272
Sales rank: 560,358
Product dimensions: 5.70(w) x 8.40(h) x 1.10(d)
Age Range: 12 - 18 Years

About the Author


Chandra Prasad is the originator and editor of Mixed, an anthology of short stories on the multiracial experience. She is also the author of several critically acclaimed novels for adults, including On Borrowed Wings. Damselfly is her YA debut. A graduate of Yale, Chandra lives and works in Connecticut. To find out more, visit her online at chandraprasad.com.

Read an Excerpt

Looking around, I didn't know where my old world had gone. The brick, slate, and stone of Drake Rosemont Preparatory Academy were nowhere to be found.I was in what looked to be a jungle. The vegetation was thick, lush, impenetrable as a wall. I pushed away vines, mossy branches, and leaves the size of manhole covers. I closed my eyes against prickers and thorns, but when the branches snapped back like clawed hands, I opened them again.Desperately, I looked in all directions. My brown school oxfords made sucking sounds as I walked. I felt as if I were being pulled down, like the jungle might consume me.When my foot landed ankle-deep in mud, I was forced to stop and try to pull myself together. What I needed was some water. I reached for my bottle in a side compartment of my backpack. Then realized I wasn't carrying anything. I had nothing but the clothes I was wearing. This fact panicked me even more. I didn't even know how to function without my cell, my iPad, and my laptop. They were as much a part of my everyday life as my toothbrush.

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