Life is nothing but sad moments with bits of happiness. Lately though all I have seen is the sadness and pain. I'm back from Hell and dealing. Well that is what everyone else sees anyway. In actuality, every second of ever day I'm still there. You would think I would have sleep to escape from my pain. That I'm very sad to say is not true. Even in my dreams I see my worst nightmares from Hell. The Demons showed my worst nightmare over and over again. They showed me Dean screaming his hatred for me, and him trying to pull me away from my victims. All I could concentrate on was the disgust my brother had on his face for the monster with the bright yellow eyes. I will not allow the blood in me that once destroyed my relationship with Dean, to take control again. I will live on without talking of my fears, as long as I see Dean alive and joking.