August 30th, 2026
Writing in this diary is honestly strange for someone like me. I can't really talk about how this journal has honestly helped me throughout my time with my family. Wait, hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself. My Name is Ezra Winchester, and until yesterday I wasn't sure how I should act when it comes to going to school. I've never really thought about using this journal much, and I've had it since I was ten years old. It's a wonder I forgot all about it. Anyway, tomorrow is the day I start at a real high school. A place where I know I won't fit in. The good news is my cousin, Mary, is also going to the same school as me.
My mother says that school isn't that bad but I don't generally like it. I mean come on, why go to a public school if I could just learn from my aunt. However, both my parents believe that since I've aged to seventeen I don't have to keep learning from Aunt Kristina. Honestly, I think that there's more to this than what my parents are letting on. Anytime I would ask about why I rapidly aged they would dismiss it and tell me not to worry much.
I don't generally say this, but I do have a situation where I give off that bad boy vibe kind of like my father. Only difference is that I can hide my soft side better than my family thinks. Mary seems to believe that I'm cool but I just don't see it. I just try to be strong for my cousin. How else could you explain our strong bond? I guess you could say we're bonded. Sorry, I guess I got carried away.
Yours, Ezra
August 31st, 2026
I don't know where to begin, today all I worried about was learning how to fit in with kids my own age but it was hard. And of course the very first day I end up getting into a fight. I knew my parents would be mad but when I got pulled to the principal's office, I had this strange sense that I knew the teacher and I hadn't even met the guy until now. He claims to only be looking out for me but a few minutes later just before we traveled to the bunker, things didn't quite go well.
A guy named Michael communicated with me saying that if I wanted answers about my family then all I should do was look at their journals. It was something that I would regret. My parents tell me that monsters were real and that they've been after my family for the last few years. At first I didn't believe them, that is until I got spelled by a siren. I almost killed my parents because of that. Then we were forced to move into a large bunker that had six stories. It wasn't even a bunker.
Anyway, when we entered the bunker I saw a man dressed in a brown trench coat and suit. His name was Castiel and according to him he's an angel of the lord. But that wasn't the worst part, the worst part was learning that I had special abilities and I didn't accept that I wanted a normal life but now I don't know if I'm going to get it.
~Ezra
September 5th, 2027
It's about a month later after my father and uncle were freed from Lucifer and Michael. That was probably the biggest thing that I've ever witnessed. Mostly because of these incidents my relationship with my father is strained. He thinks the majority of my reason for ignoring him is because of Michael, it is but there are other reasons. I wanted a normal life, something to look forward to even with a group of friends. But my father and I had this massive argument and we separated. I guess you could say that I needed my space.
Funny thing, we actually traveled to Portland Oregon mostly due to the amount of mysterious deaths. A lot of them are animal-like. One thing that we kind of theorized is that we're dealing with a werewolf predicament. So naturally, my dad made me act like I belong at the school and he was a substitute. In this chemistry class, there was this obnoxious and annoying kid who believed that he knew everything. His name was Barry, at first it was fine but when he kept trying to get my dad to let him teach well let's just say I went off on his ass. There was a cute girl in that class too. I think her name is Cyd or CJ I'm not sure.
There was also a blonde, very perky but really sweet and she cared a lot for her friend. Then there's Naldo, when I tell you he's too stupid for his own good im not joking. The man didn't really have much of a filter. Barry was also getting annoying yet again, he kept trying to find a way to stump me but I'm not easily stumped. Certain things do tend to happen, I just needed to prove it to myself. I challenged Barry to a motorcycle building contest, I only did that because I knew I wasn't going to be able to beat him with his own knowledge. This made me think that maybe just maybe I could show that I'm like other guys my age. I thanked my father since he showed me a thing or two about motorcycles or even better, cars.
Anyway, i'm going on a tangent, the challenge was simple, see who could put a motorcycle together without using the instructions. It was a lot of fun to actually show that I was a human being too. But that all started to dissipate when I was captured by Diesel. Yes... the dog, in fact, I found out he was working for a madman that I thought my father and uncle killed all those years ago. Gordon Walker, an African American man who was once human now he got turned into a vampire when he hunted the nest. I swear even my uncle swears that he sliced the man's neck off. It gives me shudders just thinking about it. I honestly don't know much more about this, so if you want to know everything that happened, I wrote a different story and you'll see it in different perspectives, even mine. But trust me, reading it will make you laugh. I figured that since most of my family could write, why don't I do exactly that? Well I'll write to you soon.
Yours,
Ezra.
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The Journal of Ezra Winchester ✔️
FanfictionYes hi me again I just thought that i'd write this journal to see what you think about my story and through this i've been going through a hell of a lot of things. So I hope that you enjoy reading my story. ~Ezra