Sam Winchester's Son

Sam Winchester's Son

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Fanfic
Supernatural
(Sequel to Crowley's Daughter) Hi, my name is Matthew James Winchester. I can't tell you a thing about my parents except what they look like. You see, they put me into an orphanage. I never knew why. The picture I have of them is with me and them. They looked so happy. But then, my dear old dad was scared to be a father to a demon child (literally not metaphorically). I never had the chance to know my mother and when he was supposed to bring me to her, he and my uncle dumped me here. So, if I want a little revenge, let me have it. More specifically his blood in my hands and my mother safely reunited to me. Look out cause I'm not giving up til I find my real mother again.
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Ever since my brain figured out the realities of life, I knew I was different. Not magical, exactly, just that I was a four year old girl who loved to play with wooden swords instead of Barbie's. At the age of 11, I loved to fight instead of experience with makeup and fashion like most girls. I hung out with guys throughout most of my childhood. I'd like to play Angels and Demons with my friends, a made-up game where one of us was the Angel, one of us was the Demon, and one of us was the little human who always could conquer whichever one was in the wrong. Sometimes it was the Angel, other times, the Demon. But the human would always win, every time. I was obsessed with the Supernatural, and I believed in it too. There were several occasions where I would have experiences with ghosts, where everyone I knew thought I was being dramatic, or looking for attention. But I knew, with my own eyes and heart, that everything I saw was real. That's why the experience I had with the Winchesters didn't surprise me all that much. At first, I was happy someone believed me... After a while, I learned I wished I was crazy. ***** I read every comment, and they're all appreciated. I do not own any part of Supernatural. Thank you all for reading and getting me to where I am :) Sequel: Through the Supernatural

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