Mikre Jackson, died 2015-12-15, 24 years old

On Sunday 13^th December, 2015, I went out and came back home (morning). When I reached home, I started to cry and bawl for Mikre, wanting to know where and what was happening to him. I let his sister call to find out where he was and if something was wrong with him. She told me that he was guarding the Prime Minister’s residence, so I stopped crying. On Monday 14^th December, 2015, both my daughter and I stayed at home knowing that he was coming home. I was very happy to see him, we partook in his lunch – the five of us which we don’t ever do .. it was like the Last Supper Jesus had with his disciples. The family spent a very good day together, before he left for work, he said “come mummy let’s talk which was not normal especially while dressing for work. . Lots more but I have to stop here.