Face Your Fears
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Última publicación mar, ene 20, 2015
"Why do we have to hunt? Out of anyone in this world why did faith pick us?" I asked the man in front of me.
"Well, all the monsters under our beds that we were so scared of as a child is not a lie." He paused. "Like my father use to say, face your fears."
WARNING! There I sexual and violence in this story and if you don't like that kind of shit.....why would you read the story? And this story is based off of Supernatural.......and don't forget....face your fear. *laughs at how stupid I feel*
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