This isn’t a diary. It’s a journal. Dad told me I should keep a journal. It’s not a diary. None of that girly stuff. So let’s get this straight: in case anyone finds this, my name is Dean Winchester. My father is John Winchester. My brother is Sam Winchester. We hunt monsters.
Michigan: Dad and I salted and burned a body. It was this boy. He kind of looked like Sam. He didn’t know he was dead though. I felt bad for him.
Kentucky: Dad and Sam got into an argument again. Sam called Dad an asshole and Dad got out the belt. I wish they wouldn’t fight so much. It breaks my heart to see Sam cry, and I know Dad drinks more after they fight.
Illinois: Dad got pretty spooked on the hunt tonight. We’ve been hunting that demon since mom died. Turns out, we just stumbled upon a whole bunch of them. They’re gone now; they left before Dad could exorcise them. But one of them said something weird. Dad got drunk as soon as we got back to the motel. Sam’s doing his homework now. I wonder if he knows what he is. I wonder if it’s true.
Montana: I think Sam’s getting into fights at school. He keeps coming back with bloody noses and bruises. I asked him about it, but all he ever says is “They deserved it.” I’m really worried about him.
Washington: Sam and Dad got into a fight. Sam stormed out. I don’t know
Oregon: Sam Winchester is a fucking psychopath. If anyone finds this journal, stay far away from
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