The ugly memory I had many years ago when I was in secondary school as a boarding student, one day I saw one of my uncle and others came to our school took permission for my exit without my knowledge, only when they came and called me to follow them home,
I asked them what happened but no answer coming to our house my father was dead and already buried, till tomorrow it's a traumatic bad memory to me because it was not looking I left from long vacation to school, it happened.