Prologue

Dolor errorem aliquem magnum amas . Large , et ob . Non enim justo . Talking facit . Amici loquentem . Genus non cum sanguine. Cui cura est de vobis Familiae propter periculum vitae . Quod numquam amittere . Si occur erit tibi tales . Tenete eum . Et si perdiderit eos . Egredere, et magis illa placet . Nulla necessitas . Et custodiat te sanus . Et liberabit te . Sunt amet pane et aqua. Moriuntur , et vitam. Vivus movere on . Et si iustus , non prohibere . Si alicui vitam perdidit obstruent quid hoc esset . Et non aliquid facere . Sicut et nos you'd omnes sedent . Ut saxa . Tandem , ut omnes excedent lubentia .

Translation: The pain of losing someone you love is great. Large and unforgiving. Therapy does not help. Talking does. Talking to your friends and family. Family doesn't end with blood. Family is anyone who cares enough about you to risk their life for your sake. Never lose that. If you meet people like that. Hold on to them. And if you lose them. Go out and find more people like that. They're a necessity. They keep you sane. They keep you safe. They are as important as food and water. People die, that's life. The living move on. Their shouldn't just stop. If your life stopped after you lost someone, what would be the point. No one would do anything. We'd all just sit. Like rocks. Eventually, we'd all fade away.

Vita inferno est . Maxime in vita mea . Quisque est . Rutrum mi , pater mi frater. Sed ego ad posterius . Acta est mihi . Nolite pueri scribo sperans Latine legit . Haec est vita mea fabulam . Primus articulus est Latine interpretati sed ego cetera. Mopse plures hominum et decano Sam . Non semper autem ita sum positus , non amo noris them.I discuss quid tandem aliquando sed ab initio mecum amet . Questus rapta . Azazel . Ego artem aliquam versu tarn praeteritum exhibere . Paenitet sed non solliciti de transferencia recumbent omne frui.

Translation: Life is hell. My life especially. Everyone died. My mom, my dad, my brother. But we'll get to that later. This is my journal. I write in Latin hoping the boys won't try read it. This is my life story. This first part's in Latin but I'll translate the rest. Sam and Dean are the greatest men I've met. I didn't always think so but I've gotten to know them.I don't like focusing on the past but eventually you will learn what happened in the beginning but let's start with me. Getting kidnapped. By Azazel. I switch from past to present to past verse a lot so. Sorry about that but sit back enjoy and don't worry about translating everything.

A/N: I love the smell of new fanfiction in the morning. Don't you? Sorry that's all in Latin above but I like Latin plus I gave you the translation.