Chapter 2: A Day to RememberI shall never forget Friday, 26 February. It started as an ordinary day with me going to school as usual, being bullied as usual, and dozing in my classes from the teachers’ dreary voices as usual. In fact, you could say it was a same-same day! Fortunately, it was one of those half days at school because we close early so the sports teams can play their matches against other schools. As I was no good at football, cricket, or any other game, I caught the bus home early. I chatted as usual to the girls from the local girls’ school on the bus and got off on my street.
I made my way into the lounge and froze. Objects were scattered around the floor; the television was missing, and then I noticed the thing that sent cold shivers down my back. Dad was not on the mant
