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In line with our upcoming schedule, MNHS ngl page will be temporarily offline starting tomorrow, May 9, 2026, u...
08/05/2026

In line with our upcoming schedule, MNHS ngl page will be temporarily offline starting tomorrow, May 9, 2026, until June 5, 2026.

We appreciate your continued support during this period. While our main page is on a short hiatus, the platform remains functional, you can still send and view all messages via our dedicated wall at ngl-modified.web.app/schools/mnhs/wall

This time is dedicated to maintaining the platform and preparing for the next school year. See you all soon!

"May bumungad ng katawan ng batang lalaki na naka b!gt!"From the Archive 📦:Title: BANGUNGOT (MNHS Halloween Stories 2023...
08/05/2026

"May bumungad ng katawan ng batang lalaki na naka b!gt!"

From the Archive 📦:
Title: BANGUNGOT (MNHS Halloween Stories 2023)

During their third week as a Grade 7 student in the North Building (1st Floor), the narrator experienced a nightmare that blurred the lines between dreams and reality. In the vision, the familiar halls near the MAPE Department were replaced by a grisly scene: a man in a blue striped t-shirt standing at the restroom door and the reflection of a young boy's body hanging inside the CR mirror. The narrator woke at 3:00 AM in tears, paralyzed by the feeling that the man from the dream was standing right at their bedroom door.

The horror shifted from a dream to a chilling reality the following Monday. As the narrator and a few friends were closing up their classroom for the day, a classmate screamed after catching a glimpse of a figure in the glass reflection. The description provided by the terrified student matched the man from the nightmare perfectly—right down to the blue striped shirt. It remains a grim reminder that some visions aren't just products of a tired mind; they are sightings of what still lingers in the North Building.

“HOW DO YOU GRIEVE FOR A LOVE THAT DID NOT EVEN EXIST?”Naalala ko yung mga gabing magka-video call tayo hanggang madalin...
08/05/2026

“HOW DO YOU GRIEVE FOR A LOVE THAT DID NOT EVEN EXIST?”

Naalala ko yung mga gabing magka-video call tayo hanggang madaling araw habang pareho tayong gumagawa ng mga tasks. Yung mga panahong alam natin ang schedule ng isa’t isa, yung mga "ingat ka lagi" at yung mga seryosong usapan tungkol sa future na akala ko, kasama ako. Lahat ng tao sa paligid natin, pati mga kaibigan natin, iisa lang ang tanong: "Kayo na ba?" Pero ang lagi nating sagot, "Hindi, friends lang talaga kami."

Pero alam natin sa sarili natin na hindi lang 'yun basta friendship. Hindi "friends lang" yung hatid-sundo mo ako, yung laging magkasabay kumain, at yung selos na nararamdaman natin tuwing may lumalapit na iba sa atin.

Pero heto na tayo ngayon, nasa dulo na. Bigla kang nagbago nung pumasok na yung bagong chapter ng buhay natin. Bigla kang naging mailap, naging tipid ang mga replies, hanggang sa nabalitaan ko na lang na may iba ka na palang pinopormahan. At ang masakit? Wala akong karapatang magalit. Wala akong karapatang manumbat o humingi ng explanation kung bakit bigla kang nawala.

Kasi technically, walang "tayo." Walang label na pwedeng hawakan, walang anniversary na pwedeng balikan.

Sabi ko sa sarili ko, may self-respect ako. Alam ko na dapat hindi ako nasasaktan nang ganito kasi alam ko ang worth ko. Pero bakit ang hirap? Paano mo ba i-m-mourn yung isang bagay na sa isip at puso mo lang naman naging totoo? Paano mo bibitawan yung mga memories na akala mo ay simula na ng "lifetime" niyo, pero para sa kabilang tao, part lang pala ng paglipas ng oras?

I have enough self-worth to know that I shouldn't be crying over someone who never chose to claim me. Pero yung sakit, hindi siya basta-basta nawawala. Grieving for an "almost" is harder than a breakup, kasi pati yung lungkot mo, feeling mo invalid.

Para sa mga "almost" diyan, hindi kasalanan ang masaktan. Pero tandaan niyo, kung hindi niya kayang pangalanan yung nararamdaman niya noon, hindi siya yung taong deserve na iyakan mo hanggang ngayon.

I WAS SO BUSY BUILDING MY FUTURE THAT I FORGOT YOU WERE PART OF IT.Akala ko naiintindihan mo na kapag Grade 12 STEM stud...
07/05/2026

I WAS SO BUSY BUILDING MY FUTURE THAT I FORGOT YOU WERE PART OF IT.

Akala ko naiintindihan mo na kapag Grade 12 STEM student, talagang nakakaubos ng oras. Lalo na nung pumasok na yung 2nd sem and syempre, capstone project na. Doon na literal umikot yung buong mundo ko.

Naalala ko pa yung mga hapon na naka-tambay tayo sa 2nd floor ng Kamagong building. Nakatutok ako sa laptop, stress na stress kakaisip kung paano aayusin yung system na dine-develop namin. Tapos nandun ka lang sa tabi ko, tahimik na naghihintay. Nagdala ka pa ng meryenda kasi alam mong nakalimutan ko na naman kumain kaka-type ng code na laging nag-e-error. Imbes na magpasalamat ako, nasungitan pa kita kasi nawala ako sa focus nung tinanong mo kung anong oras ako matatapos.

Sabi ko sa sarili ko noon, "Para sa atin naman 'to eh." Gusto ko makagraduate nang maayos, gusto ko makapasa para pagdating ng araw, stable yung future natin. Kaya sige lang ako sa pag-grind. Sa mga group study sa bench sa harap ng Narra building na inaabot ng dilim, sa walang katapusang revisions ng manuscript at pag-aayos ng prototype natin, mas napaglaanan ko pa ng oras yung paperworks natin kesa sa feelings mo.

Hindi ko napansin na unti-unti ka na palang napapagod. Na sa tuwing sinasabi kong "Wait lang, ayusin ko lang tong Chapter 4," ang nararamdaman mo pala is "Hindi ka muna priority."

Nung naging successful yung final defense namin, sobrang saya ko. Ikaw yung unang-una kong gustong itext at yakapin. Pero nung hinanap kita, sobrang cold na ng replies mo. Wala na yung taong laging nag-aabot ng kape habang nag-aayos ako ng laptop. Wala na yung taong umintindi sa lahat ng pagiging "busy" ko.

Naipasa ko nga yung capstone ko at nakakuha ng mataas na grade, pero hindi ko nagawan ng paraan yung pag-maintain ng relasyon natin. Ang tanga ko lang kasi binuo ko yung pangarap ko, pero naiwan naman kita sa proseso. Hanggang ngayon, ikaw pa rin yung error na hindi ko na kailanman na maayos.

"May tao sa left na hagdan naka tagilid siya"From the Archive 📦:Title: TAO SA FOURTH FLOOR SA NARRA (MNHS Halloween Stor...
07/05/2026

"May tao sa left na hagdan naka tagilid siya"

From the Archive 📦:
Title: TAO SA FOURTH FLOOR SA NARRA (MNHS Halloween Stories 2025)

Two years ago, during a concert at MNHS, a student ventured alone into the Narra Building to find a friend who had reportedly headed to the upper floors with an unidentified companion. Despite the lack of lighting on the higher levels, the narrator pushed through the darkness toward the fourth floor, driven by growing concern.

The heavy silence was suddenly broken by a "sitsit" (hissing sound) coming from the stairs. When the narrator turned toward the noise, they collapsed in terror at the sight of a figure standing sideways on the left staircase. Paralyzed and unable to make a sound, the narrator remained frozen until cousins and friends arrived. By the time they could point the entity out, it had vanished into thin air, leaving behind a traumatic memory and a lingering mystery about what truly haunts the fourth floor when the lights go out.

"Nakita ko yung batang babae na namumula yung mata at haba ng kuko"From the Archive 📦:Title: DUNGAW (MNHS Halloween Stor...
07/05/2026

"Nakita ko yung batang babae na namumula yung mata at haba ng kuko"

From the Archive 📦:
Title: DUNGAW (MNHS Halloween Stories 2023)

It started during the first quarter of Grade 7 when the narrator arrived at the North building before dawn. At 5:43 AM, the silence of the school was broken by the sight of a child running through the hallways and the unsettling sound of someone laughing and crying at the same time. Seeking safety toward the Narra building, the narrator paused at the stairs and looked up into the vents of the ceiling—only to be met by a young girl with blood-red eyes and long, sharp nails.

The terror didn't end with the morning sun. Later that afternoon, while walking past the North building again, a friend spotted the same child glaring at the narrator while clutching a piece of iron. The haunting reached its peak in the Aquarius room when the narrator peeked through the ceiling vents, only to find the child staring back with a chilling smile. It was a terrifying realization that some things in the school don't just watch from the shadows—sila mismo ang dudungaw sa iyo.

WHY DO I ALWAYS END UP CARRYING SOMEONE ELSE’S TRAUMA, WHEN ALL I EVER WANTED WAS TO BE LOVED?Hindi naman sa nagmamayaba...
07/05/2026

WHY DO I ALWAYS END UP CARRYING SOMEONE ELSE’S TRAUMA, WHEN ALL I EVER WANTED WAS TO BE LOVED?

Hindi naman sa nagmamayabang, pero alam ko ang worth ko. Alam ko kung ano ang deserve ko at alam ko kung kailan dapat na akong tumalikod. Hindi ako yung tipo na magmamakaawa para sa atensyon o magpapakamartir sa isang relasyon na wala namang patutunguhan. Pero ang hindi ko maintindihan, bakit sa tuwing magbubukas ako ng pinto para sa bago, laging yung mga taong "unhealed" ang pumapasok?

Akala ko nung una, pareho na kami ng mindset. Sabi mo ready ka na, sabi mo tapos ka na sa past mo. Pero nung tumatagal na, doon ko na-realize na ginagawa mo na pala akong punching bag ng mga galit mo sa ex mo. Yung mga trust issues mo na hindi naman ako ang nag-trigger, kailangan kong pagtiyagaan. Yung mga silent treatment mo dahil "takot kang maulit yung dati," kailangan kong intindihin.

Bakit ganun? Bakit kailangan kong maging shock absorber ng mga trauma na hindi ko naman kasalanan?

I have enough self-respect to know that I am a partner, not a therapist. Hindi ko trabaho na pulutin yung mga piraso mo na dinurog ng iba. I set my boundaries, sinasabi ko sa’yo kung ano yung okay at hindi, pero bakit ang ending, parang ako pa rin yung nagi-guilt trip dahil "hindi kita maunawaan"?

Ang gusto ko lang naman eh yung simpleng pagmamahal. Yung hindi nakakapagod. Yung hindi ko kailangang maglakad sa eggshells dahil baka ma-trigger ko yung insecurities mo. Nakakapagod din kasing maging "strong person" para sa isang taong ayaw naman tulungan yung sarili nilang gumaling.

Kaya siguro heto na naman tayo, tinatapos ko na 'to bago pa ako tuluyang maubos. Because I love myself more than I love the idea of fixing you. Deserve ko ng pag-ibig na buo, hindi yung pag-ibig na kailangan ko munang maging tagasalo ng mga multo ng nakaraan mo.

Congratulations SSC qualifiers 🫶
07/05/2026

Congratulations SSC qualifiers 🫶

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