cheshirecastiel

Let’s play a game and call it school where you can be unique but you can’t be different a self-fulfilling prophecy a life endearing quality a personal-residential hell could be where you made it could be where you fell spiderweb scars cover your arm the round white rim of self harm memories and reflections of shattered broken times plastic smiles, false voices tell you what you are and limit what you could be but they don’t know what’s inside they don’t open their eyes and look the ghosts trembling at your side your haunted eyes aren’t an open book the gateway to your mind one that was locked and t

Chapter One: “Dammit, Sammy!” I whipped the hood up, putting the shotgun back in it’s spot next to all the other weapons in the trunk of the Impala. “You let him give you the slip?” Sam ran his hand through his hair, breathing out before he spoke. “Yes, Dean. I let him go.” I rolled my eyes and let my head fall back in frustration. This case had been going for over a week and we had finally found the suspect; a lone vampire, which was already weird enough, but then it had to go and convince Sam that it wasn’t after humans. It tried to tell him that it wasn’t ever after them, before kn