Hello. Hello. You are listening to scary stories from Camp Roanoke.

My name is Katie Wiggins.

I'm Morgan Drisco.

And this is a podcast where we tell each other, true, scary stories.

Damn it, I need to come up with a second sentence that really rounds it up.

Well, highly caffeinated.

And we are highly caffeinated.

It is, though, but I feel like it's good because it's giving me a good, like, NPR voice.

It feels sultry.

I'm still partially sick, so I apologize for my voice again.

Yeah.

It just, it's the, whatever's going around lately, it comes in, like, rounds, and I'm on round

three.

I literally have not had the cold in, like, five years.

Well, that's, hey, good for you.

I also woke up the other, the other morning with a terrible pain in my foot, like the left foot, the outside left,

and it hasn't gone away. It's been like four days, and it's hard to walk sometimes.

The little girl I babysit was really hardcore dancing to some music I put on. And she fell on

the side of her foot and she's been complaining about it for like three

days straight.

And yesterday we were coming back from grocery shopping, and I was like carrying these really

heavy bags and my backpack up, a four flight stair walk up to her apartment.

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