My first storyteller, Jennifer Percy, was a young graduate student when she decided

to explore phenomena completely outside her realm of experience.

The past is a very dark event and the discussion is advised.

Some names have been changed in this piece.

You'll soon understand why.

Spooksters.

I don't understand how it works but there's a thing, a magic, to say a truth out loud.

So I'm saying my truth out loud.

We desperately want to bring you stories of wonder, of mystery, from this incredible team scouring the globe.

Spook is an act of faith and I need your help to make it work.

So if you've ever had goosebumps, ever wondered what if, ever gotten up to check if the door was still locked,

please support the program by becoming a bona fide spookster at spookpodcast.org.

Keep the lights on.

Join us for a secret story session, come backstage for a spook show or to prove I am all in.

You could even have a drop of my very soul.

It's all there.

I would ever love a word for you, spookpodcast.org.

Thank you.

I was living in Iowa when one of the first suicides of the war happened and the kid shot himself not far from where I was living.

He locked himself in a truck and shot himself and his mother was watching.

And that suicide really jolted me and I started reading more and more about what was being called a suicide epidemic at the time.

I actually called the mother of the son and tried to talk to her about post-racialysis order and she said,

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