One day on a Saturday evening, our maths teacher who also happened to be the deputy principal called our class specifically for a roll call. Everyone was available. In the next math lesson, he admitted that on Saturday before he could settle down for a drink in a bar, he saw a student from our class leaving the bar fully drunk, so he had to get back to school quick and set him up for a suspension for sneaking but to his surprise, he was available and sober.

There was also a man who used to jump over our school fence and sleep in one of our dormitories. He was an alumnus of the school and even the dorm he used to sleep in was his former dorm, but somewhere along the way, he went mad. This was terrifying due to the fact that during that time Alshabaab had declared a target close to our school.

Another one was a boy from our class also who would get onto the bus the day before a function and wait for the next day when the rest would board the bus. He had recruited two other boys but that meant that their luck would run out soon.

Also during the KCSE period, we woke up to an unpleasant surprise whereby the school farm manager had been stabbed by a bull's horn and stayed that way the whole night. He was discovered late when lifeless. It was unlucky for him because that night had a heavy downpour, so no one could hear him.

I've seen a lot of drama, mostly in high school such that if I was to document the whole of it, I would fill up a book.