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Thursday, 12 April 2007
haunted school
You know what I'm missing right now?

I'm missing the stories of the floating head of Lee Kong Chian, which would chase down track and field boys having their solo nights near the Kong Chian house.
I'm missing the stories of the spirit of Tan Kah Kee going on tour during certain night, and how if you encounter an old man asking, in Hokkien, for the time near midnight, never look at him in the face or you'll get possessed by his spirit.
I'm missing the whole conspiracy theory of how the school's designed to be in a structure of a dragon to destroy other's feng shui, or that it looks like a tomb to house the spirit of Tan Kah Kee.
I'm missing the stories of the green baby who haunts the science labs, how he was born premature to some lab technical and how they preserved his body, and how he still floats around the place from the time to time.

I'm missing the whole Kempeitai headquarters in the clock tower thing, how they used to hang the heads of rebels on the trees around it, how the spirit of Japanese soldiers who fell to their deaths there still haunt the place.
I'm missing the stories of the bridge that always collapses, and how the water turned red, and how they had to place statues of pagodas and mutilated monsters in the river to pacify the unhappy spirits.
I'm missing the stories of how the huge tree planted on some supposed well like structure was to keep the dead bodies beneath in, and how that, if you removed the tree, blood would come spurting out of the well.

I'm missing the two sago trees planted just in front of the clock tower, which were supposedly used to guide the unhappy spirits home.
I'm missing the stories of some PE teacher taking a jog around the track in the morning and seeing decapitated heads hanging from the trees and flag posts.
I'm missing the times where I dared myself to walk up to the final floor of the clock tower alone, only to freak out when I hear creaking and strange noises near the top.

What I'm really missing, is studying in a supposedly haunted school.
And you know what? It took a night time stroll, through the very same campus to make me realise how much I missed it.

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