It’s sad walking through the abandoned hallways of a once-bustling school. The ghosts of what once remained – kids yelling, running, talking, filling classrooms, learning – are gone and replaced with darkness, uneasy silence, and the ever-increasing decay and destruction that an abandoned building suffers.
A historic school in an area where it’s needed the most, left to scrappers, vandals, and natural decay. Halls and halls of empty classrooms, chalkboards frozen in time, books that could be used elsewhere, and equipment left to the elements and scrappers, haunt this school.
It’s an especially odd feeling when you’ve actually been to the school when it was active – I remember taking photos here on assignment once a few years back – at that point they were looking at renovations to fix the place up. Now it’s closed – presumably for good.