posted on May, 20 2019 @ 05:14 PM
So Iv posted this on a few Facebook groups of the military school I was sent to as a kid, figured it was a good story for here also...so far no real
responses... it’s a fun story though and I stand by it 100%
“Ok Kemper folk, I have a story and I’m hoping someone might have some info. This is a 100% true... and I’d like to know if anyone could
My stay at Kemper was short, feb thru commencement, may 12th. 2001, I think. Maybe 2002.
At that time, the barracks above the mess hall was closed off. A giant wall constructed in front of the stair case.
I remember stories of “Sgt Sloan’s office” which opens to a balcony of sorts right above the mess hall, visible from the main yard where we met
every morning and kids in trouble had to walk the square for hours...
Anywho, myself and 3 others (2 were twins from jersey, if I recall) scaled some walls, grabbed some fire escape eacape ladders, and climbed our way
into those upper floors of that mess hall building . I believe it was E barracks, but I cannot remember exactly.
Anyway we checked out the abandoned barracks, mostly rooms with messes strewn about, bed torn open, # everywhere. What you would expect.
We had heard the stories of the old boy ghosts that would come inspect your uniform if you stood at attention, and how if you slid an old boy pin
across the floor, the doors would slam shut or whatever. Cool stories by we were too scared to try it. Also, None of us were old boys I don’t
So we stumble on a door with a padlock and the sign of the door says “Sgt Sloan”.. no surprise because we had heard about it before. A few rooms
down we find a shoe box with about 100 keys in it.
Someone ( I think me, but you know how memories go) thought maybe we could find the serial number on the lock to sgt sloans office and match it to a
key in the box and gain entrance.
That’s what we did and it worked.
So here’s where it gets weird.
In Sloan’s office, was window, a desk.. and a cage. It looked as if nothing had been touched since the 80s.
The cage though. Sat about the waist height, wth a weird Pulley mechanism with a lightbulb that would shine into a poem about entering the under
In the cage ? About 60% of a human skeleton, about 3 feet tall. Suspended by what looked like fishing wire to make up the shape of the skeleton, but
with many pieces obviously missing.
I can’t remember what the poem or writing was about, or how the pulley system and lightbulb worked. But it was super bizarre and defiantly
The only thing I could come up with was maybe there was truth to the “little boy Kemper” stories and Sloan was a big fan, to say the least....
Anyways we locked up the room to make it look like we had never been there, and went about our day. If I recall, one of us kept the padlock key, but I
don’t kno what happened to it. I know I had it hidden in my room for a while.
So anyway I have told Friends this story for years and I think they believe I am lying. I am not.
I could name the names of my accomplices but no thank you.
Basically I just want to know what Sloan was up to up there and why he had a child’s skeleton in cage with occultic writing on it.
So please advise. ”
Anyone been to boonville Mo? This schools lowest year of enrollment was during the civil war... it’s that old!