Late August, 2006, 12AM
Sam is the one who roped me into the idea of keeping a journal. He believes it might help relieve my anger issues, as writing down feelings is suppose to be some sorta stress relief. A lot of bullshit if you ask me really. Still, it works for some people. I'm gonna be using this journal, like how my Dad uses his. Note down key pieces of information, like contacts and dates, alongside monster and spirit logs.
Got this journal this morning, when Dean and I went out to gather groceries. It's been two days since the vampire incident, and Sam is still recovering from his concussion. That's not all, I've now got another damn scar to add to my battle wounds. Once the bite mark has fully healed, the teeth marks will still be noticeable to some small degree. Still, it won't be as ugly as the one I have on my pelvis.
Anyway, I spied a small book emporium next to the convenience store. Dean gave me $15, and I got Sam a book on Native American folklore and history to cheer him up. That came to about $8, and I found this journal for just under $4. It has a light leather cover and a brass clip to keep it closed. Compared to my Dad's, this journal is in better condition. Call me weird, but I've always liked the smell of fresh paper.
The other remaining $3 was spent on a tin of soda, and bubblegum, since I wanted to annoy Dean, by blowing gum balloons in the Impala. He freaks out that I'm gonna ruin the upholstery.
A new development too, is that I've began to crack the recurring vision that has been bothering me for months, well, at least I think I have. From what I've interpreted so far, the vision is hinting towards a danger warning. It's hard to know what kind of danger, as the vision still refuses to become any clearer, and remains its usual noisy and annoying self.
Honestly, its driving me nuts. Its weird, as I've always seemed to have had a knack of unravelling dreams, yet this one has proven to be my biggest challenge. Still, the whole visions is something I've only experienced recently. Yet when I think about it in greater detail, have I always had them? Has it just been dormant for a while? My dreams were bizarre and freaky when I was little, but they never caused pain before. So, what is happening? Will need to look into it more, and try to go deeper into the vision's true meaning.
As I write this all down, I'm drawing a scribbling of the images that I'm seeing during the vision. It's unclear on what I'm meant to be drawing, so it won't make a lot of sense. Still, I don't trust it. I never have. The vision scares me. But, isn't that the whole point of the unknown, to bring fear? Regardless to whatever is going on, I'm still scared. I hate being left in the dark when stuff is going on. Danger is coming. I can feel it.
I need to speak to my brothers about this. Dad can come later, since he'll only freak out about the whole psychic business. He had a bad experience with Sam, when he was my age, when he suffered visions like mine, only his was more violent and happened when he was asleep. It only lasted a couple of months, but I remember them well, even though I was only little and didn't know what the hell was going on at the time. Now, the visions have now come back to haunt Sam, and at a stronger force than before.
It's around midnight now, and I'm writing this by the light of my cell phone, while I sit on the couch. My handwriting won't be good because of this, but then again, my handwriting has never been the best anyway…..oh shit. Sorry journal, gonna have to cut this short. Sam is having another nightmare.
A:N/ You'll notice the dates have been muddled witihin the Chris saga. Bear in mind that I had just started watching SPN when I began writing this, so my background knowledge of the show was limited at this time. Only started watching the show before the start of season 6.
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