I could never bring myself to walk inside the school I mention above when the appartments were being sold off because I get the creeps just looking at the place. My wife was curious at the time and wanted to go in when we were thinking about an investment property but I couldn’t go in.
She didn’t understand why, suffice to say I liken it to walking into a house where someone has died, which is another thing I just can’t manage to do.
You are quite brave to revisit a place which would hold so many memories of injustices.
This brings back memories, the head used to lurk in the office at the top of the stairs.
I was terrified of ever going up those stairs and thankfully I never had to go up them.
I must admit to the occasional dream even now where I am back in school and the nightmare of those stairs is included.
It just shows how fear of the unknown can lurk in the brain for ever.