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Posted: Wed Mar 13, 2013 12:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 9:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 10:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 4:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 4:29 pm
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Castiel got home from school a little late, since he stayed behind to help tutor a fellow classmate. When he walked through the door he called out for his mom, who was usually home. After waited a second for a reply he called out against as he walked into the kitchen, only to find a note written by her. Went to the doctors with your father, dinners in the fridge, love you. A sad smile played on his lips as he folded the paper and tossed it in the trash. His father hadn't been feeling well the last few days and he was really worried about him. He decided to check what his mom made and found it was his favorite dish, lasagna.
He closed the fridge door and headed up to his room with his backpack, wanting to get his homework done before he ate. He threw his bag on his bed and took his shirt off. The uniform he had to wear for school was very uncomfortable. With a soft sigh he sat down at his desk and pulled out his math homework. Just as he began the first problem he noticed something rather odd, the little flower he kept on his desk was wilting, then slowly shriveled up and died. "what the heck..." he mumbled as he reached out and touched one of the crumbling leaves. When he heard someone speak he nearly jumped out of his own skin. He jumped out of the desk chair and spun around facing the person...or thing in his room.
"w-who are you?" he asked in panic, as he slowly backed away. "How did you get in my house?" his voice was shaking and his bright blue eyes were wide with shock and a little fear. "get out...please." he stated trying to sound brave but failed horribly. what was scarring him the most was the fact this person didn't look human and it felt like all the warmth was leaving the room. of course he just took this as his own imagination since he didn't believe in that kind of stuff.
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2013 12:21 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 2:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 10:13 am
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