Welcome to Scary Story Podcast.

In today's story, a group of teens has a hangout spot by the edge of town.

What they discover will make headlines, literally.

Here's your Halloween story, and I hope you enjoy it.

My name is Edwin, and here's a Scary Story.

It was like a ride of passage that first bonfire out on the field at the edge of town by the creek.

And at the start of the hills of Hatford, that liked to cast those wavy shadows across the empiaries.

I'd heard about it in junior high, even my parents used to go when they were younger.

They would casually mention what it would be like once I was in high school and always wanted to be out with my friends.

Mom would squish my face and comment on how fast I'd grow.

But times must have been different when they were younger, because they would see it as just a casual thing.

From what I had heard now, the place was made for teenagers trying to get away from their parents.

For bonfires, some would sneak in cigarettes and energy drinks and crank up the music and sit on the back of the trucks they borrowed from their parents for hours, especially on Fridays.

It was time to change schools again, and before I knew it, I was in high school and figuring everything out.

I got bored of the barren area out by the edge of town pretty quickly, so whenever word got around that everyone was going to go hang out there, I would skip out and play video games in the basement instead.

A couple of my friends that would come over and play desperately wanted to go, and I still remember that conversation that got us into everything.

Why do they call it schools, Jason asked, as we were choosing our mortal combat characters?

It was a good question, and one I had asked my parents a long time ago, but they didn't know the answer either.

I thought it was a play on the words, like the way you would say when you were going to school, but instead go out there to hang out, or maybe the school of life.

A place about things nobody teaches you, but you learn anyway.

We quickly forgot about the question and just kept playing.

As we got older, heading into our junior year in high school, my dad started letting me borrow the old truck after I got my driver's permit and then my temporary license.

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