It Wasn’t Demons; It Was Something Else Entirely

*Jade Miller shares her story of living with a little-understood condition. We have agreed to publish her story under her pen name to protect her and her family.

I sat across from a man wearing a white, choir robe. My friend sat next to him. We had followed him through the shadowy, Saturday-deserted sanctuary into this side room, where echoe...

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