My most fun and memorable moment experience ? was the “fright night” planned by my seniors who are also known as specialists during my NCC Unit Camp held over the March holidays. The fright night was scary, but in a way, fun came out of it. The event started at 9.p.m promptly at the parade square in front of the flag-post and my platoon specialist, Staff Aliah, who is also known as the person in charge of my platoon, started off by shouting, “Hey everybody, look up!” Ear-piercing screams were heard soon after. The Secondary twos and threes, including some of my platoon mates, huddled together. They had expected something horrifying to drop out of the sky until they heard laughter. “Hahaha, that was so lame!” Staff Aliah laughed hysterically while clutching her stomach. We heaved a sigh of relief and we started our fright night after that.
Everyone was told to pair up and to line up in two straight rows. As we roamed around the school with our specialists leading us, we took small steps and were wary for any movement or sound around us. As we turned round the corner, we all started to scream our hearts out as we saw something but laughed soon after realizing we just saw a toy car. Unfortunately, my partner was too afraid to go on and she was led into the canteen to rest by another specialist. After 10 minutes, we came by the same spot again only to find out the toy car was moving. We ran in different directions as fast as we could. Thankfully our specialist managed to calm as down and we carried on with the event. But this time we were to roam the second floor. While roaming, our specialist started telling as a ghost story of how a pregnant Japanese lady used to walk around the track and one day her baby died. She was so grief-stricken that she killed herself. And so while we were walking past the spiral staircase shutter, we hear the song ‘rock-a-bye-baby’ and all of a sudden some banging noises were heard and they came as a shock to us. One of my platoon mates even started to cry as she was terrified.
After roaming the second floor we came back to the first floor but we went to the toilet instead. We were led in to the toilet but that was when our specialist (turned) off the lights and closed the door. We heard hammering noises inside the toilet and everyone was screaming hysterically but one of my platoon mates commented, “The cleaner must be cleaning the toilet!” when we heard the toilet door unlock, we rushed out only to find another platoon mate crying. Sadly, that was when our very much enjoyed event came to an end. We then dragged our feet to the assembly area while we prepared to get ready for bed. I hope that during my next NCC camp, my specialist will plan something as entertaining as this.

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