Wow, I’ve really been neglecting you if I forgot to mention this–I was published on xojane! I’ve been trying to get published there for almost a year without receiving a single reply to any of my submissions so this was exciting for me. Actually, they published it without telling me, so our one-way-only communication trend remains unbroken. If Erin hadn’t texted me to say my essay was up on the site, I might not have even seen it. It wasn’t up on the front page for very long.
Anyway, Click Here.
Having this weird story of mine about demonic activity made public was, well, weird. Clearly being published was what I was going for, but having it actually happen felt surreal for more reasons than my wanting to be published on the site.
The story is strange, and it’s one that I’ve told few people. Even though I was just a witness and nothing to do with the story was my “fault,” I still (illogically) feel shame about it, even to this day. It feels like a something that should remain a secret, or is just too weird to talk about without reflecting poorly on me somehow.
Oh yeah, it’s part of a contest so if you are feeling generous, comment on the story (not this post) and share the link with people. I don’t really care about winning the contest though. I’ve already won–I’m published on xojane!
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- My name is Jessica.
Very scary.
Long time ago, I was in Washington State, visiting my uncle who was an apple farmer, there was a drought on pears. There were no pears. My uncle was lucky because he had always been in apples, but farmers were bulldozing their pear trees and planting apples.
I was with a next door neighbor boy about my age back in the (apple) orchard, playing in the irrigation ditches when suddenly a pear landed in the grass near us.
I thought somebody was pulling a prank and threw it. Then another came flying our of nowhere. Suddenly it was raining pears… There were hundreds falling from the sky in the middle of an apple orchard in the middle of a state where there were infamously no pears.
We ran.
It was super freaky.