Welcome to Scary Story Podcast.

Be careful where you visit, for you might be marked.

These things won't leave you.

They'll merge. They'll twist into you.

And will they ever leave?

My name is Edwin.

And here's a scary story.

Robert's mom said no.

We couldn't hang out with each other.

That was the first sign.

Robert and I had known each other since kindergarten and our parents were friends.

We both went to the same high school, and we were the only ones in the whole place who were into boompicks,

a little known trading card game

thing, except it was online. We still hung out though, but I could tell that something was off.

When I look back at it now, after this whole ordeal has finished, I think he just felt guilty.

I stopped going to school sometime in November, and Robert showed up to my house one

afternoon. I could hear my mom talking to him about me in the living room when I stepped outside.

They both looked at me in shock and then remembered it was just me, slowly relaxing their shoulders.

What's up, man? Robert said. My mom didn't go toward the kitchen or her room right then, like she always did.

She sat down on the couch as Robert and I talked a little bit.

What was new at school, everything had been going, and what was coming next?

Everyone thought I was sick until the incident at school.

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