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  <title>AND THE PAST IS TAUNTING</title>
  <subtitle>fear of ghosts is forcing me apart</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Sam Winchester</name>
  </author>
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  <updated>2010-09-01T02:32:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:24518</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 87.7</title>
    <published>2010-09-01T02:32:53Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-01T02:32:53Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;HOUSE OF PAIN&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the last six years, every relationship that Sam had been in ended with a tragic, if not cataclysmic, result.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:24108</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 79.6</title>
    <published>2010-06-08T04:57:53Z</published>
    <updated>2010-06-08T04:57:53Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;PERCEPTION&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sam’s perception of people often led to trouble; if only he weren’t so willing to trust that everyone was good.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:23837</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 68.4</title>
    <published>2010-04-03T22:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-03T22:54:53Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;WET DREAM&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He wouldn’t admit it, but Sam’s wet dream of Bela was actually a desire—despite that she had no questionable morals when it came to killing him—he wouldn’t mind fulfilling if she was still alive.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:23627</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 67.1</title>
    <published>2010-04-03T22:51:53Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-03T22:51:53Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;RECKLESS&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sam was only reckless when he needed to be; otherwise he preferred to spend his time not trying to get killed... again.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:23500</id>
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    <title>[thetenspot] #232</title>
    <published>2010-04-03T22:47:17Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-03T22:47:36Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the 10 spot"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;TEN WORDS.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; Hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; Apology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; Armageddon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; Redemption&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:23056</id>
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    <title>[thetenspot] #234</title>
    <published>2010-04-03T22:38:56Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-03T22:38:56Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the 10 spot"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;TEN TYPES OF FAST FOOD.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; 7Eleven ( It’s not really a fast food place, but Dean and I come here a lot when we’re on the road.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; Chinese takeout (It’s fast and easy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; In-N-Out (We only go here when visiting California.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; Taco Bell (It's frightening to see how many taco's Dean can eat in three minutes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; Sonic’s (It's 50's style drive in with some great drinks.)	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; White Castle (Their Slyders are some of the best sandwiches I've eaten.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; Subway (Healthier food choices that Dean's not particularly fond of.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Pizza Hut (Another one of our "most used" fast food choices.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; Chipotle (Very filling.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; Denny's (Good for those late nights on the road.)&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:22875</id>
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    <title>[thetenspot] #217</title>
    <published>2010-02-01T04:15:09Z</published>
    <updated>2010-02-01T04:17:16Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the 10 spot"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;TEN THINGS THAT YOU WILL NEVER&lt;br&gt;UNDERSTAND ABOUT SOMEONE YOU KNOW.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(Dean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; His obsession with pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; His one night stands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; Busty Aisan Beauties.&lt;br /&gt;That site keeps freezing my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; His junkfood binges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; His knowledge of popular TV dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; His knowledge of any TV show.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how he can watch TV with all the traveling we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; Purple nurples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; His fear of flying.&lt;br /&gt;Cars are far more dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; How he'd been able to reach that high of a scream when he was cursed with ghost sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; Why he thought taking Castiel to a brothel would be a good idea.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:22668</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 51.2</title>
    <published>2010-02-01T04:08:22Z</published>
    <updated>2010-02-01T04:08:22Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;KNIFE&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When dealing with a supernatural being knives had to be coated with a very specific material that went in accordance to what the creature was weakened by or else Sam would be screwed.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:22392</id>
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    <title>[sixwordstories] 009</title>
    <published>2010-01-26T03:59:47Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-26T03:59:47Z</updated>
    <category term="communities: six word stories"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/sixwordstories/32060367.html" target="_blank"&gt;"The monster lives in your head."&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:22190</id>
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    <title>[thetenspot] #215</title>
    <published>2009-12-28T01:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-28T01:55:06Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the 10 spot"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;TEN GUILTY PLEASURES YOU ALLOW&lt;br&gt;YOURSELF AROUND THE HOLIDAYS.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; Sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; Eating more sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; Not exercising as much as I should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; Watching more TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; Collecting holiday music on my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; Indulging in Christmas movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; Going and looking through old family photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Watching the Winter Olympics (when it comes around every 4 years).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; Participating in snow sports. (When I have the time; which is never).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; Trying at least one new holiday food.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:21847</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 42.8</title>
    <published>2009-12-28T01:50:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-28T01:50:08Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;BULLET&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He didn’t think Bela would pull the trigger, but knowing his bad luck due to the cursed rabbit’s foot, the bullet entered Sam’s shoulder and left a painful wound he was glad wasn’t in his head.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:21536</id>
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    <title>[the_lucky13] 56.2</title>
    <published>2009-12-27T06:45:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-27T06:46:48Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the lucky 13"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;THIRTEEN WORDS/PHRASES YOU NEED TO HEAR.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; Jessica’s death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; It’s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; I’m sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; I love you. (Jessica)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; Everything is going to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; “I’m” okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; I’m cured. (Madison)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; It’s not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; Hello (no goodbyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; No one died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11&lt;/b&gt;: We won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12:&lt;/b&gt; The apocalypse is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13:&lt;/b&gt; Hope&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:21347</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 30.C</title>
    <published>2009-10-31T21:52:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-31T21:52:56Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;GHOST&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sam has come across many ghosts in his time during hunting, but none are as devastating to encounter then those of the people he's loved and lost.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:21027</id>
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    <title>[thetenspot] #209</title>
    <published>2009-10-31T21:46:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-31T21:46:39Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the 10 spot"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;TEN SCARY STORIES THAT HAVE HAPPENED TO YOU.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; La Llorona. Happened to meet her when Dean and I went looking for Dad. Not only did she lure young men to their death, she waited for them to pick her up. If Dean hadn't been there to save me, I might've died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; Rakshasas. One just happened to be disguised as a clown so children would let it into their houses and after their parents. Fortunately, we stopped it before it caused anymore deaths, but I'm still disturbed by its choice of blending in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; The Trickster. Each time Dean and I run across this guy, he does some pretty horrific things to us. Granted, he might find it funny, but we don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; Shapeshifters. When one took over Dean's form, I almost lost my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; Werewolves. I don't plan to take any trips to San Francisco soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; Witches. Like the Trickster, they've done some pretty horrific things to my brother and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; Sirens. One had been able to infect Dean and me into almost killing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Ghouls. Not to be mistaken for zombies, I was almost eaten by two of them. And one took the form of my half-brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; Demons. I've dealt with them more than any other creature and they continue to be a threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; Lucifer. With him risen, my only redemption is putting him back, since I am responsible for his freedom.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>[quotable_muse] Prompt 143</title>
    <published>2009-10-05T01:48:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T01:53:04Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: quotable muse"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;"I MUST GO FORTH ALONE&lt;br&gt;WITHOUT KNOWING HOW."&lt;br&gt;~ Joan of Arc&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam had left his brother, and the life of hunting, once again in a means to stop himself from causing anymore damage. He knows he’s a threat now—instead of being a savior—and his only chance of keeping himself from his destructive destiny is to run away. Or so he hopes. Sam doesn’t know what he’ll do, but he thinks he doesn’t have another alternative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separated from Dean and now earning a living by working at a bar, Sam is haunted by the spirit of his first love, Jessica. Guilt and regret cloud his feelings and at first he thinks she’s nothing more than a dream caused by his disturbed conscious, but even spirits can visit people in dreams, Sam knows this all too well. Once his dearly departed ends up being nothing more than a con from Lucifer himself, Sam realizes he’s most vulnerable when he’s alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard Sam tries, avoidance isn’t the answer—regardless if it was himself he needed to get away from—He knows his only choice is to stay with his brother, keep denying Lucifer’s temptation, and destroy the angel no matter the outcome of their already damaged lives. This was his only way of redemption. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 205&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:20617</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 23.2</title>
    <published>2009-10-05T01:45:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T01:45:16Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;EFFORT&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sam’s effort at saving human lives by using his powers was proved futile when it ended up causing more harm in the long run than good.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:20254</id>
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    <title>[the_lucky13] 55:4</title>
    <published>2009-10-05T01:41:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T01:41:45Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the lucky 13"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;MAKE YOUR OWN LIST - PREVIOUS PROMPT:&lt;br&gt;THIRTEEN OF THE SCARIEST THINGS YOU'VE SEEN&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; Jessica’s death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; Dean’s death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; The aftermath of someone having been at the wrong place at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; Any McDonald commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; The circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; Animate stuffed animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; Possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Losing one's humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; Chuck's books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; Actually, that site created by Chuck's fans is pretty scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11:&lt;/b&gt; Realizing the consequences of my blood addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12:&lt;/b&gt; Being told I had black eyes, despite having not been possessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13:&lt;/b&gt; Lucifer rising.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>[thetenspot] #204</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T03:43:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T03:53:57Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the 10 spot"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;TEN NEW PLACES YOU'VE BEEN.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; Concrete, Washington (I'm still never getting that Teddy Bear out of my head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; Union, Kentucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; Stratton, Nebraska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; Sioux City, Iowa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; Bedford, Iowa (Met our first, and almost last, Siren.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; Greybull, Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; Cheyenne, Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Windom, Minnesota (Where I met Adam. &lt;strike&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/strike&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; Pontiac, Illinois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; Ilchester, Maryland (Where I met Lilith for the final time.)&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:19847</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 14.2</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T03:41:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T03:41:23Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;THINKING OF YOU&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There wasn't a night gone by when Sam didn't think about the people he loved and how he regretfully couldn't save them.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>[quotable_muse] Prompt 134</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T03:38:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T01:52:46Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: quotable muse"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;"PEOPLE THINK WE LEAD LIVES OF GLAMOR AND ROMANCE&lt;br&gt;BUT WE'RE REALLY LONELY. TERRIBLY LONELY."&lt;br&gt;~ Singing in the Rain&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When some people find out that what we do as hunters doesn't include sporting for wild game, they want in on the action; they think it’s a life of thrills, kills, and chills, and it excites them. But what they don't know is that most of us don't have a family, we don't have friends, and we're always traveling from one place to another because we have no one to come home to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost both my mother and father because of the life I lead. I've lost loved ones because of some demon's revenge scheme. I've even lost my own life, and if it weren't for my selfless brother, I'd still be dead. But In exchange, he lost his own life. We've been playing a game on the merry go round because we're the only two left in our family. I know that without my brother I'd spiral out of control, hell, I did spiral out of control, and because I was too deep into what I was doing, Dean's resurrection didn't save me from my reckless behavior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us started this lifestyle after we had nothing else to lose. Bobby lost his wife, Dad lost mom, I lost Jessica. Despite that I was raised a hunter, I didn't want any part of it. Dean, like me, was raised into this lifestyle since he was a child, and the same goes for Jo. But we've all lost family and friends; our lives aren't anything people should want. We're just out there protecting people so, unlike us, they can come home and be welcomed and loved by a family they still have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 294&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>[realmof_themuse] 28:c.1</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T03:37:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T03:37:05Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: realm of the muse"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;CATASTROPHIC&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The world had always been in a state of danger, but the coming months had proved that something far worse was about to take place. Sam and his brother, Dean, had tried so hard to stop it, but this event was inevitable, and now the world was spinning into a catastrophic state. No, make that apocalyptic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years had passed and Sam sensed something was going to happen; years prior to the angels showing up. Even the supernatural entities they came across seemed to sense it. They'd been far more active over the past five years than they ever had when he was growing up and out on hunting trips with dad. When Sam was younger, he remembers when dad would be gone for weeks at a time; it'd been difficult to locate the entity that he was going to kill. But now, they were easier to pinpoint and Sam realized why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Lucifer's rising, the world wasn't going to suffer a preemptive strike like most disaster movies portrayed. Instead, it was going to be like the last lines in Eliot's final stanza; "this is the way the world ends; not with a bang but a whimper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the consequences of this Catastrophe, Sam and Dean could still stop Lucifer, but not with the help of the angels. They proved to be on an entirely different mission that clashed with what Sam, and Dean, had stood for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 242&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:19067</id>
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    <title>[musebysentence] 9.7</title>
    <published>2009-08-14T21:34:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-14T21:35:05Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: muse by sentence"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;TWO WRONGS DON'T MAKE A RIGHT&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But when you're craving for some revenge, you don't stop to think about the consequences, and you don't really care.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hauntedhunter:18742</id>
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    <title>[realmof_themuse] 26:a.5</title>
    <published>2009-08-01T04:22:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T04:28:37Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: realm of the muse"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;HE WHO FIGHTS WITH MONSTERS SHOULD BE CAREFUL&lt;br&gt;LEST HE THEREBY BECOME A MONSTER HIMSELF.&lt;br&gt;~Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's too late to take back everything that I've done. I let myself go to far; let myself fall victim to the manipulative ways of a demon when I thought I was doing good. It doesn't matter how many people I've saved, now that I unwillingly let Lucifer rise, all those people are going to suffer far worse than they did while possessed. When Azazel told me I was infected with demon blood, I swore to myself I wouldn't let that information change who I was, and for a while I stayed true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But desperate measures call for desperate times and I was desperate enough to reactivate my powers. I knew they were evil, but I didn't care. There are things I did, which I thought was for good, that I'm ashamed to admit to Dean, let alone myself. Not only did I become an addict, I let myself change both physically and mentally; becoming the monster I was hunting. I wasn't careful enough. I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was right. About everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now because of my actions, the world may be coming to an end. The angels only helped in bringing forth the apocalypse, not stopping it like they promised. Despite my consequences, I'm not completely lost to the dark side. I can try to right what I've wronged.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 253&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>[the_lucky13] 54:1</title>
    <published>2009-08-01T03:44:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T03:49:13Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: the lucky 13"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;THIRTEEN THINGS YOU'D SAVE&lt;br&gt;IF THE WORLD WAS ENDING.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;01:&lt;/b&gt; The World. (Easier said than done, and so far it hasn't been easy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02:&lt;/b&gt; Humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03:&lt;/b&gt; My brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04:&lt;/b&gt; My family (Though Dean is the only family I have left.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05:&lt;/b&gt; My friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06:&lt;/b&gt; Bobby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07:&lt;/b&gt; The Harvelle's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08:&lt;/b&gt; Enough ammunition and weaponry for whatever's left standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:&lt;/b&gt; My computer. (I lost one once before and that was painful enough to loose all that information.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10:&lt;/b&gt; My iPod. (It kept me going when Dean was gone, and I'd want it with me to the end of days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11:&lt;/b&gt; The Impala (Even if there was no more gasoline, I'd still want her around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12:&lt;/b&gt; Dean's collection of cassettes. (Though I'm sure those could withstand anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13:&lt;/b&gt; My humanity.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>[quotable_muse] Prompt 128</title>
    <published>2009-08-01T03:15:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-01T03:17:00Z</updated>
    <category term="prompts: quotable muse"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;small&gt;"SOME PEOPLE JUST HAVE A FACE&lt;br&gt;THAT STICKS IN YOUR MIND."&lt;br&gt;~ On The Waterfront&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There were nights when the faces of people who'd been easily possessed by demonic forces haunted Sam's dreams. No matter how many times they used the bodies like puppets, shifted through them like suits, those darkened eyes always lingered. And then there was old yellow eyes. A fallen angel Sam could never shake from his head, even while he was awake. The body of the man whom Azazel had taken a fancy to seemed to follow Sam everywhere; speaking words of a destiny he wanted no part in and that devilish smile Azazel brought with him chilled Sam to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he was killed, Azazel's presence stayed, and the soul of that unfortunate man tormented Sam. In fact, all those lost while under the possession of demons had left a bad taste in Sam's soul. He felt guilty that there was nothing he could've done to save them. Unfortunately, Azazel wasn't the worst Sam had come into contacts with. Lilith; the first of the demons, had fancied the guise of little girls, and her off-white eyes almost laughed at his brother and he as they raced against the clock to stop her from releasing the seals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was Alistar. A demon who'd been given the privilege of torturing his brother in Hell, and once set free to roam Earth, he never gave up that duty to ensure Dean's life was miserable. It wasn't the faces that stuck in Sam's mind, it was the eyes. A gateway into the soul, once he saw into the eyes, he saw who really was hiding underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 276&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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