There was a dip in the land by the school in Memlah that was low enough for people to hide behind surrounded by rocky hills. One day, while two of my friends and I were around there looking to see if we could find anybody doing something they shouldn't be, two groups of people decided to hide in that dip. Then both groups decided to start shooting mortars at us. They very accurately shot mortars at us. All we could do at the time was run around in a random pattern of circles hoping one of the mortars didn't land close enough to kill us while we waited for more of our friends do get them to stop. It was by far the most terrifying thing I've experienced. For the next year a slamming door would scare the hell out of me and I still don't like sudden fireworks.