Celeste jolted awake. She rubbed her eyes, wondering what woke her up. And then she heard another scream. "Mom? Mom!" Celeste scrambled out of bed and sprinted down the hall, terrified. She burst into her mother's room to see... nothing. She walked over to the bed and saw a box. It seemed like it had been hurriedly opened, the contents strewn across the sheets. She sat down and heard a strange dripping noise. Slowly, Celeste looked up... and screamed. Her mother was pinned to the ceiling, split open without any tears in her clothes. And then came the fire. Celeste grabbed a picture from the bed, and ran for dear life.
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Sam Winchester's Daughter
FanfictionA Supernatural fanfic What if Sam had a daughter? Meet Celeste, a 16-year-old with a mission: find out who killed her mother, and why. The only lead she has is a name and photo: Sam Winchester, a father she never knew. This is my first book, please...
