I was in 2nd grade when this happened. There was a trailer park style home out back behind my school. None of my classmates found it interesting but I did. We lived in the city, upper middle class too. So this was the first time I'd ever encountered such a thing. Two kids got into a fight one day during recess and everyone gathered around it, except myself. With the teachers watching over us distracted, I moved to the trailer, which was out of the line of sight from the playground.
Supposedly, the trailer was for some afterschool program but I hung around the school sometimes and I never witnessed it being used. Even when the sun was setting, the lights inside remained off. The teachers and faculty always subtlety discourage us from being around the thing. I didn't want to go inside and get in trouble if I was caught but I the glass windows were fogged and there was no figuring out what was inside without going in. Inside, there was dust, broken glass, torn wallpaper, and dead flies. I explored to my hearts content but found nothing of interest, although the experience was strange. Then I heard yelling, very loud yelling. I hid for hours even after the yelling stopped. A teacher, a cop, and my mother found me and were relieved that I was fine. One boy in the fight had killed the other with a large rock.
Supposedly, the trailer was for some afterschool program but I hung around the school sometimes and I never witnessed it being used. Even when the sun was setting, the lights inside remained off. The teachers and faculty always subtlety discourage us from being around the thing. I didn't want to go inside and get in trouble if I was caught but I the glass windows were fogged and there was no figuring out what was inside without going in. Inside, there was dust, broken glass, torn wallpaper, and dead flies. I explored to my hearts content but found nothing of interest, although the experience was strange. Then I heard yelling, very loud yelling. I hid for hours even after the yelling stopped. A teacher, a cop, and my mother found me and were relieved that I was fine. One boy in the fight had killed the other with a large rock.