Post by strongheart21 on Jul 3, 2010 20:12:44 GMT -7
The Night Mary Wichester was killed baby Sam was no where be found. Over years John and Dean tried and tried find Sam no luck. John told Dean Sam was gone like Mary all can do is fight for their deaths. Dean wouldn't accept the fact his little brother was gone, something told him that Sam was still out there alive.
I will Be Sam and anyone else we need. Ocs welcome. Sam age 16 Dean age 20.
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Clara Wilson and her husband Jack Wilson had found 6 month year old baby boy name Sam on door steps 16 years ago. Clara had said was god granting their wish. They tried many times before to have child of their own. When they found Sam it was the best day of their life. As Sam grew up they told him he was their son. Sam was a very different boy he always had odd things happen him. He couldn't explain himself. Clara just said he wonderful young man, She loved him just way he is. She loved him no matter what. Sam also into very different things like things go bump in the night,.
Sam knew he didn't even look like his parents or any of his family. He felt like ugly baby duck with bunch of Swans. He always asked Clara his mom a.bout it. It seem to upset her and his father tells her they had to tell him someday. Sam never asked often.
Sam was 16 years old was heading out of supermarket wearing his red work shirt for his part time job. He happy his mother finally let him get a job for that matter. Sam swings his sweat shirt over his shoulder as he digs his hand in his front pocket for his keys. "Just where do think your going..." A voice came.
Sam turns around see man about late 20s standing there. " Uhh Look I don't have any money...." Sam said and starts to back up.
" I don't want your money Boy...:" He hisses and Sam could swear the guy's eyes flash black. Sam freezes in fear and starts breath hard and then all street lamps in parking lot start to break. Sam eye's widen. He hated when this happen to him.
Jack Wilson who works cross the street, was just getting out of work. He sees Sam and this stranger. " Not again...Sam" he mutters as he hurries over to his Son.
Soon before knew the guy leaves just like that leaving Sam and Jack confused. Frank Mills storms over from his car few cuts from falling glass. He looked mad. Sam gluped and looked down. " Wilson!! You better control that Boy of yours.!!! Put leash on him if you have too!!" Frank snaps and storms back off to his own car.
Sam sighed " I'm sorry Dad..."
Jack sighs and pats him gently on the shoulder " Its okay Sam".
Sam nods and sighs he almost felt like something was missing. Like somone that could tell him why he so odd.
I will Be Sam and anyone else we need. Ocs welcome. Sam age 16 Dean age 20.
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Clara Wilson and her husband Jack Wilson had found 6 month year old baby boy name Sam on door steps 16 years ago. Clara had said was god granting their wish. They tried many times before to have child of their own. When they found Sam it was the best day of their life. As Sam grew up they told him he was their son. Sam was a very different boy he always had odd things happen him. He couldn't explain himself. Clara just said he wonderful young man, She loved him just way he is. She loved him no matter what. Sam also into very different things like things go bump in the night,.
Sam knew he didn't even look like his parents or any of his family. He felt like ugly baby duck with bunch of Swans. He always asked Clara his mom a.bout it. It seem to upset her and his father tells her they had to tell him someday. Sam never asked often.
Sam was 16 years old was heading out of supermarket wearing his red work shirt for his part time job. He happy his mother finally let him get a job for that matter. Sam swings his sweat shirt over his shoulder as he digs his hand in his front pocket for his keys. "Just where do think your going..." A voice came.
Sam turns around see man about late 20s standing there. " Uhh Look I don't have any money...." Sam said and starts to back up.
" I don't want your money Boy...:" He hisses and Sam could swear the guy's eyes flash black. Sam freezes in fear and starts breath hard and then all street lamps in parking lot start to break. Sam eye's widen. He hated when this happen to him.
Jack Wilson who works cross the street, was just getting out of work. He sees Sam and this stranger. " Not again...Sam" he mutters as he hurries over to his Son.
Soon before knew the guy leaves just like that leaving Sam and Jack confused. Frank Mills storms over from his car few cuts from falling glass. He looked mad. Sam gluped and looked down. " Wilson!! You better control that Boy of yours.!!! Put leash on him if you have too!!" Frank snaps and storms back off to his own car.
Sam sighed " I'm sorry Dad..."
Jack sighs and pats him gently on the shoulder " Its okay Sam".
Sam nods and sighs he almost felt like something was missing. Like somone that could tell him why he so odd.