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@samwinchester2004
January 5, 2004
4:30 pm
Not everything goes to plan sometimes, you know? So Dad came back. Dean woke up, and we left the motel ASAP. I’ve only got like 5 minutes right now, but had to write this down before I forget:
WHITE dreams upon the lake. And someone named Metta. I dunno, they came to me in my last vision.
Still don’t know what’s causing them.
I’ll write down what happened to Dean when we stop running. Dad’s pounding on the door. Gotta go.
January 3, 2004
3:30 pm
How can the year have started out with this? What the hell is even going on?
Dean and I were talking about his disappearance this morning. He still doesn’t remember anything at all. He’s fine physically. Or was anyway. Now he won’t wake up.
And I had a vision. Right when I tried to wake him up, it screamed at me. It was so real. It was so - I don’t even know how else to describe it other than terrifying. A sudden rush of something evil has swooped in, I can feel it.
Dean’s breathing. He just won’t wake up.
I have to call Dad.
Note: This blog is not a canon blog
This is a “live action” real time diary that Sam writes in starting January 1, 2004. It does NOT follow the storyline we know. I created this story. Parts will be from the actual show, but like most blogs, this story isn’t true…
If you would like to reply to Sam’s entries, please PLAY ALONG to keep the story line that I have created.
That’s the point of the blog. Unfold the story WITH interaction…
So, if we comment, should it be directed at Sam? Let us know.
Liz
Yes please! This will be the only thing I post as the author. If you comment on posts, please remember I will respond as Sam, in the year 2004, in the story I have made up (that does not 100% follow canon)
Thanks!
January 2, 2004
12:00pm
Dean finally got back this morning. I finally have a chance to sit down and write about it. He says that he went to get burgers and woke up in his car this morning. He has no idea what happened. All he remembers is driving away. Then he woke up.
Yeah, not fucking worrisome.
We did some research into where we are and it turns out - of course - that there’s been mysterious events here every year on January 1. Based on what I read, Dean got lucky.
My headaches are gone today and there have been no visions. But now we have another problem on our hands.
Remember how I didn’t want a new case?
At least we don’t have to drive anywhere.
We’re gonna make sure Dean’s alright.
I’ll be back.
January 1, 2004
9 pm
Thank fuck my headache is gone. I took a super hot bath and eight fucking tylenol and it finally drifted away.
I had to get a soda and some candy from the vending machine.
Dean’s still not back.
January 1, 2004
7 pm
It’s almost 7 and Dean’s not back yet.
My headache won’t go away.
January 1, 2004
5:00 pm
Dean is out to get some burgers or something right now. We’re just hanging out and watching tv. Dad called about an hour ago and told us not to expect him anytime soon. Of course. Maybe another two weeks. So it’s gonna be just us for a while. I hope we get to just kick back. I don’t want Dad sending us on another hunt.
No school. No job. Just me and Dean.
So anyway I’m back because I’m starting to get one of those headaches again. I’m going to see if I can find what triggered it and how long this lasts. It started after Dean left, after Dad’s call. Otherwise - it just started...
I hope Dean comes back soon. I’m hungry...
January 1, 2004
Hello, online journal world. My name is Sam.
I mean, I guess hey Sam is better. Hey me. No one else will see this anyway, right?
Last night - New Year’s Eve - was nice. Even though we are in a shitty motel room right now, Dean and I were able to see the ball drop on tv... I think I was way more excited than he was about it, but...whatever. He was smiling, so that’s all that matters. He doesn’t do that very much anymore. Dad is still on a hunt with Bobby two states away, so it was just us.
Dean managed to get a fairly decent meal for us, and even a bottle of whiskey, too. I’m so looking forward to turning 21 this year. Not that it’s ever stopped me before, but not needing a fake ID anymore would be nice. Like, using ANY fake id, but whatever.
See - I’m gonna be 21 in 5 months, right? Ready to just...I dunno, get outta this life? Maybe I finally can. I’m so tired of the running, of the secrets, of the blood...Anyway. I thought I’d try this journaling thing. Maybe it will help. I used to be really good at it. Writing, that is. I used to love it.
Plus, I’m hoping it will help me deal with this new problem. These fucking headaches and visions. They are becoming more intense and my anxiety is higher than ever. Dean knows I’m worked up, and he’s pretty supportive, but I’m not going to tell him about any of this. Especially my depression. He’ll just tell me to ‘man up’. I’ll work my way through this. And Dean will never be able to read this, cause I’m super passwording this thing.
Note: This blog is not a canon blog
This is a “live action” real time diary that Sam writes in starting January 1, 2004. It does NOT follow the storyline we know. I created this story. Parts will be from the actual show, but like most blogs, this story isn’t true...
If you would like to reply to Sam’s entries, please PLAY ALONG to keep the story line that I have created.
That’s the point of the blog. Unfold the story WITH interaction...
