This is all about my supernatural character and her encounters with the Unseen (aka ghosts and Poltergeists). Speaking of Supernatural I do not own their rights or characters, or story just certain characters that have no face or name. This includes some that would only have a minor role in this story. But Christina is my true character that I own the rights to. Please feel free to comment and enjoy this work as we dive into the memories of Christina Winchester (Walker in the story). Thank you!

Moore, Oklahoma

December 15, 1990

The moon was slowly falling when I woke up hearing a strange giggle next to my bed. My hazel eyes woke up and I saw her. Her raven black hair and pale green nightgown stood there clear as day. Her dark eyes were sparkling when she watched me sleep. I sat up and rubbed at my eyes thinking it was maybe a distant cousin that came during the night and didn't want to wake me until now.

"Hello?" I squeaked sitting up and looking at her. At first she was surprised I was looking at her let alone talking to her. But after a few seconds she began to giggle and jumped on my bed. Her small body barely made my blanket move. "Who are you?" I asked my six year old curiosity asked.

"Bell." She answered her face spit in a huge toothy grin I compared to the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. "What's your name?"

"Christina." I smiled back. I lifted my hand out and she grabbed it. Her skin was cold to my touch as we shook. "Are you cold? Do you want some blankets?" She shook her head sadly and smiled back at me. "Why are you in my room. When did you get in here?"

"A few minutes ago. I came in here since I could. You don't have a salt line blocking me." She smiled again as I looked at her confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked my six year old curiosity was getting the better of me.

"You don't know what I am?" She asked her dark eyes lighting up. I slowly shook my head. She let out a loud giggle that I was sure my parents would be hearing. I placed a finger to my mouth. "Oh, don't worry, nobody can here me." She said proudly jumping on my bed and began to bounce higher and higher. "Only you apparently." I watched as she bounced on my bed making my bed bounce ever so slightly.

"You know you remind me of a girl that died a year ago." I said trying to think back to the newspaper I saw my mommy and daddy reading at breakfast that morning. "I saw a picture of someone looking like you."

"It was me." She said falling her her knees her long black hair taking an extra second to fall. "You see I'm a ghost." My eyes went wide as she spoke.

"A gh-ghost?" I asked and she nodded with another giggle. "Like Casper?" I asked. Bell shrugged and jumped to my bare floors running over towards my window and threw it open. I shivered as the December wind blew onto my long sleeved pajamas and I pulled my blankets closer around me.

"Do you want to play?" She asked pointing to the outside. I looked at my alarm clock and stared at it as if my eyes had already frozen from the cold. It was nearly four in the morning. I shook my head slowly.

"My daddy will be mad if I went to play outside this early." I said with a sad smile. Bells eyes flashed in the dim light scaring me for a moment. "Maybe later today we can play. It is Saturday and mommy and daddy will be heading into town for a couple of hours. Then we can play I promise."

"But I want to play now." She whined stomping her bare feet to the floor. Another blast of cold wind engulfed me causing my breath to crystallize.

"C-c-can you close the window please?" I looked and found my woolen hat my mommy had made me and threw it over my ears. It didn't seemed to work. Except for the opposite. "O-okay." I said with a large shiver. "I'll play with you." Bell's eyes brightened as she closed the window with a sharp snap. The sound made me jump and I could hear a break in my daddy's snores in the room next to mine. I froze not because of the cold. But because of the fear of waking up my daddy from his sleep. But his loud snores echoed through the walls and I relaxed. "Let me at least put on some warmer clothes." I said throwing my blankets off my legs and I carefully placed my covered feet on my floor.

"There's no time." She said her voice sounded like she was in a hurry. "We got to go now. I know the best place to be at this time. Come on!" She grabbed my hand and gently pulled me out of my room. My brain was still partially asleep for I saw my door opening soundlessly as we made our way towards the front door. I stopped for a second to slip on my large winter boots, and she was happy for that. I even grabbed my large blue winter coat and threw that over my pajamas.

"Alright let's go!" I quietly screamed planting a large smile on my face. I adjusted my woolen hat further down my face so that my eyes barely were above the brim when we stepped out of the early December morning. The sky was clear as we quietly closed the door behind us and I rushed out into the fresh snow that we must of gotten a little early on.

"Come on Christina!" Bell chimed running into the snow. I smiled as I saw that she wasn't leaving any footprints in the snow and she wasn't shivering like me. But I smiled as I walked nearly knee deep into the snow. I turned my head for a second to see if my parents had woken up, but their window was still dark out and I rushed after Bell making loud crunches in the snow.

~I.F~

My guess it was nearing six in the morning when I found myself in a new part of town. There was nobody around in the strange woods I didn't know where there. My stomach tightened uncomfortably when I knew that my mommy and daddy were going to be up soon and they will be discovering that I was not in my bed, let alone not in the house.

"Bell," I cried as I followed her deeper into the woods. "We need to go back. My mommy and daddy will be awfully mad at me if I'm not back before they wake up."

"You're lucky." Bell said with a sneer. "That your parents care about you all that much." Her sweet chiming voice turned colder as her hair seemed to blow in invisible wind. My breath screamed in my chest as it turned icy cold. "My parents let me drown here." She said and I saw a large frozen lake and she was standing a few feet away from the edge. "They didn't even try to save me." She said her voice growing colder.

"Maybe they did. The water in there can get pretty cold." I said not knowing from experience but I did hear people talk about it at the diner whenever mommy and daddy would take me with them.

"They didn't try hard enough, Christina." She hissed and turned to look at me. Her eyes were bright and angry and I felt myself scream. "Now nobody will come and save you." She moved her small hands up in the air and I felt my feet leave the ground. My eyes went wide as I let out a loud scream wishing that I had stayed in my bed and not left.

"Mommy!" I screamed as I was heading towards the lake that seemed to start to break on it's own. "Daddy! Help!"

The cold water surrounded me numbing my arms and legs as I felt myself being dragged under further into darkness and cold. I closed my eyes and held my breath until I felt something inside my chest begin to pound. I needed air. I knew that much. Mommy, Daddy. I'm sorry. I thought opening my eyes against the sting of the cold. A ghostly figure of a camping trailer came into view. I felt air bubbles rising above the surface as I saw Bell standing on top of the trailer and pointed to something that was hanging out of the window.

A white stick that as I got closer I saw it was bones. I opened my mouth to let out a scream but water soon rushed in. The darkness was creeping around me as I felt myself sink to the bottom. I was no longer cold. Before I could be engulfed in total darkness, however I saw Bell's eyes wide with fear as something wrapped around my waist. I didn't fight it. Instead I felt my eyes fall.

~I.F~

I woke up to a fire crackling outside of something. I shivered and tried to move but my bare skin was stuck to something plastic. My eyes fluttered open and I saw I was in a black car. A large woolen blanket draped over me. I saw smoke outside and I heard voices.

"Dean," a man's gruff voice reminded me of my daddy's and I froze in fear. "Get some more wood would you?"

"Yes sir," a boy I assumed was Dean had said and I heard crunching outside the door.

"Sammy!" The man's voice made me slowly sit up and I stared at him. He was tall and bulky, a lot bigger then my daddy. His hair was starting to turn white with ice as he stood there pulling on a large coat. A boy about my age and brown hair rushed over towards him and stood next to him.

"Yes dad." He said. I wrapped the blanket closer to my body as the man pointed in my direction.

"Check on her please. I want to make sure I got to her in time." The boy nodded and walked towards me. My eyes went wide as I tried to slide across the back seat but my bare bottom stopped me. The door opened up and I was greeted with Hazel eyes and a mop of untidy brown hair. He was wearing a coat three times the size as him but he looked warm.

"Hi there." he said with a smile. Then over his shoulder he screamed. "She's awake dad!" The man outside turned his attention to the car and walked up running his fingers through his hair. I pulled the blankets over my shivering body afraid of being hurt by this man but his brown eyes were calm and gentle.

"It's okay," he said his gruff voice calming. "I'm glad to see that you're awake." He smiled at me. I licked my lips and slowly let a smile spread across my face. "What's your name?"

"Christina." I said curling up in a ball in fear. The man's soft chuckle made me look up.

"It's going to be okay Christina. Once this is taken care of here, I'm going to take you home." His lips curled into a smile and I gave a small nod.

~I.F~

I let out a small sneeze as the man and the two boys sat in the car as we drove back into town. I looked outside in amazement as I saw how far I had gone just a few hours ago. "My daddy's going to be mad isn't he?" I asked softly staring down at my pajama covered knees.

"He might for a little while." The man said looking at me in the mirror. "But I'm sure he'll be happy to know that you're alive."

"Yeah." The older boy, Dean, said flipping around in the front seat. His dark blond hair was spiked in the middle and buzzed off the sides. His green eyes were bright and friendly. "If you want my dad could talk to your dad and everything will be just fine." My eyes lit up with a smile.

"Dean." The man said roughly. Dean shrugged and sat back down. "Now where's your house?" He asked stopping in front of a diner. I peered over the edge and pointed to my house that sat on the corner. Two to three police cars were parked out front their lights flashing. "See your parents were worried about you." The man said his voice trying to sound happy. My stomach rolled making me start to shake as I pulled my coat around my shoulders. It was still damp but the heater in the car let me tolerate it.

"My baby!" My mom screamed as the man stopped in front of my house. My mommy's face white as the morning snow and wearing daddy's old gray robe rushed towards me her arms wide open.

"Ma'am." The man said he was already at my door and helped me outside. "I saw your daughter being lead to a lake a few miles back and I saved her just in time."

"Thank you so much for finding my daughter, Mr..."

"Wells." The man said extending his hand out. "John Wells." My mommy shook John's hand and wrapped me in her arms. I buried my face in the warmth of the robe. I turned my face and saw Mr. Wells' face light up with a smile.

"Thank you, Mister." I said running up and wrapping my arms around his arm. I heard my mommy let out an 'aw' and I looked up to see the man's eyes filling up with tears.

"You're very welcome little one." He said with a smile. "Now go and be with your family." I nodded and rushed to my mommy who by now was standing next to my daddy. Both of them were happy to see me alive and well. I turned around and waved as John Wells and his two boys, Dean and Sammy drove away.

My daddy wasn't mad at me for a long time as I headed back inside to take a warm bath and to get into some warm clothes. But something nagged in the back of my mind. My parents or the police didn't believe me that it was some ghost girl named Bell that took me to the lake, but after a while I began to believe them as well. But as I was falling asleep a strange thought entered my mind. It's not going to be my last time seeing a ghost is it? No, I don't think so.