So I went back to my old high school and found it vacant, guess it's been about 9 years. This was around 2015 hours, so the whole place was dark, my friend and I just hung out on the swing set in the adjacent preschool; also vacant. She was too cautious and apprehensive to enter the building, I found a broken window and a 7 year old binder inside… It was fun. It had a strange melancholic nostalgia about the whole experience for me - my friend felt, "bad energy" about the place; she attended about 4 years after me. This was no regular high school, it had a certain demographic of "troubled students", many of the people who attended here have either committed suicide, died of an overdose, or have gone to prison.
