It started a few weeks after November 16, 1983. The night Miss Mary died. She was married but I thought it was cooler to call her that. John always said that she was pinned on the sealing bleeding from her stomach, and then was engulfed in flames. I was in Dean's room that night like any night, when I heard the scream and everything else. It was like straight out of a horror movie.
Dean didn't talk to anyone but me, I was flattered but he needed someone else. So when I thought he needed some time alone, I went to watch baby Sammy. I could see it in his eyes that he knew what had happened.
From that day on, John went out trying to kill the "thing" that killed his wife and barely spent the time he needed to be with his family.
I went through all of the panic attacks and late nights of crying. I went through everything that John should have done, but instead he dumped everything onto Bobby and I.
I should probably should introduce myself before this sounds like nonsense. My name is Coraline, pronounced Cor-uh-L-EYE-n (It gets mispronounced a lot). And before you say it's Caroline. It isn't, it's Coraline, Cora for short. And you must be wondering what "monster" I must be since I'm with the Winchesters, I am a mix of things called a Kanima, but nevertheless I am: human, angel, and shape-shifter. What angel am I the daughter of? I'm not suppose to tell, but I will. Later.