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My Friends and I are Supernatural
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Ongoing, First published Mar 10, 2020
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I wake up to the sound of my mom's screams. I panic. 

I get out of bed and rush to the side of my door as quickly and as quietly as I possibly can. I lean against the wall and twist the nob, I look out and I see my brother across the hall looking out his door with a bat in his hands, he looks at me, he shakes his head, and mouths "no". 

He knows what I'm about to do. 

I look down the hall to my parents' door and see that it's cracked open, I quietly run to my parent's door. As I look through the small crack of the door I couldn't see anything, so I pushed the door open. I collapse on my knees, crying out.

What I see changes my life forever. But I didn't know it would change this much.

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"This way," Damien said. He led me outback and into the woods a little where the dream of my mom came back into my mind, but when Damien started to take his clothes off, I backed away. "What are you doing?" I asked him. "Do you trust me?" He asked with just his pants on. My eyes stayed on him and I nodded. My hand hid my eyes as he took of his pants and stood in his boxers. I kept my hand there and suddenly I felt a wetness on my hand. A high pitched scream left my lips as I backed up and fell. There was a wolf the size of a car in front of me. It was a dark brown. His head hung low and he put his large paws at my feet. His front body crouched down so we were at eye level. My heart raced and my stomach dropped to the ground. My chest raised and lowered at a fast pace and I wanted to scream again. "D-Damien?" I asked softly after I looked into those deep blue, almost black eyes. He lowered his head even more and put it on my knees.