AND I learned this story from my cousin. She visited Baguio last year. She told me that Baguio is not only notable and stunning, but also chilly. My cousin Angella visited a very luxurious hotel. I know the name of the hotel, but I won't say it because the hotel may lose its notoriety.
One day, when Angella visited the hotel, she felt something terrible, but she didn't tell anyone about it because maybe all the people there would think she was a weirdo. That night she slept in one of the most stunning rooms in the hotel. She heard a noise. She thought it was her roommate Clarisse. “Clarisse, could you stop making so much noise, I'm so sleepy,” a very sleepy Angella shouted. But Clarisse didn't answer. Suddenly she heard shots and people screaming. Angella thought they were just kids in the hallway. Angella was very tired of the noise she was screaming. Clarisse woke up. Finally, Clarisse told Angella that she was very afraid. She told her that she had a dream that so many people were killing each other.
Unable to bear the fear, they asked some of the workers about the story. They told them that this was actually where the Filipino-Japanese fight took place. It was bloody. Sometimes they saw a woman asking if they had seen her head. They told Clarisse and Angella everything. Because Angella and Clarisse were so scared that they checked out. They promised never to go to Baguio.
The lesson of this story is to always learn the history of a place.
