Hetalianstuff

Day one I am waiting for the return of my family. They left two days ago and I have not heard from them since. I started out fine when they left. I got the whole house to myself, so I did what any teenager would do and did what I wanted to do. I walked around with my music blaring; I stayed out past curfew and dressed, however, I pleased. However, there was a sinking feeling that something was wrong. My family had done something like this before, gone for a day but kept me updated on what they were doing and sometimes would send photos. Granted I was the youngest of five but my family was still my family regardless the age. The oldest was M

Hi, I really don't know how to do this I mean my drill Sergeant told me I had to keep one. He's an idiot anyway but here goes nothing. Hi my name is (Y/N) Winchester. I am 26 years old and I am in the Army. (Apparently I am suppose to write this and tell about my past....) So I was born in March of 1986. I am the youngest of my family but it wasn't always the case. Originally I was the only child but something happened to my family. So according to a very good friend of the family my parents died of a freak accident in a car crash. Ask any hunter and they will tell you the truth. Here is the true story of my childhood up to the point of bein

It was that time of the month again and Dean was outside in the glaring sun of June working on baby. It was dirtier than usual from you taking it for a couple "drives around the block" but he didn't  mind. You looked at him from the door way of the bunker and watched as he stumbled around the car looking what to do first.  "Are you going to help or are you just going to watch?" He shouted to you   " coming let me grab the bucket" you replied You reach inside the door way and grab the bucket. As you walk you look at the scenery of the bunker's front yard. The grass was still appeared to be wet from the morning dew and the sky was a light cr