I woke up to my parents screaming again. I swear they should just get a divorce. All I ever hear is screaming and things smashing. At least the screaming isn't at me right now. I got out of my bed and draped my TARDIS blanket around my shoulders and tied it so it's like a cape. I went to my mirror and brushed my long black dark hair. Then I went and put my septum piercing in.
I walked down the stairs and went to the kitchen, quietly avoiding my parents. Where are my Pop tarts? They weren't on the table or the counter so I looked in the cabinet to find them at the top. I went on my tippie toes climbed up the cabinet a bit and finally got them only to fall back and me being the klutz I am, hit my arm off the table and hit the floor with a loud boom. With a groan I laid there, but with victory because peanut butter chocolate Pop tarts were still in my hands. Someone cleared there throat. " Are. You okay?" A deep voice asked.
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FanfictionElizabeth Purdy had a rough life for the past 23 years, being tormented by her family and being hurt by the people she loves. Sam and Dean are in her town and soon her life is flipped into a world she never thought existed. Alright, I don't own sup...
