Dear Charlie Bradbury,

“I gotta face reality from now on. Sadly, reality actually includes monsters, but what are you gonna do?”

This is for you, Charlie.

You deserved so much more recognition, and you deserved so much more story line. You were just a girl who was on the run from the 'bad guys' because you stole a game and changed it to your political opinions (a freaking role model). You were just a girl who wanted her mom back, and you wanted to feel safe. You wanted to fit in, and at the same time, you wanted to fit out.

You wanted to be your own person, and have fun with your uniqueness.

"Ain't it fun, living in the real world?" -Paramore

Let me tell you something, just a little something. It's important.

Sam and Dean loved you so much. You were like the little sister they never wanted, I mean that's what Dean said. Sam, he for sure loved you. They loved you, and they blame themselves for your death. Sam blamed himself for your death, and Dean did too.

You're a smart one, one woman who couldn't even get cloned by a freaking Leviathan. (They're weird monsters with a mouth for their face. Just search it up.)

I saw so much of myself in you, and you are someone I look up to. Even if you're a fictional, red-headed, 8 episodes female character. You are empowering. You are a female leader, and an iconic Star Wars and Harry Potter lover. You are the reason that I am not ashamed to be who I am.

You are the reason that I realized that hey, I can try flirting with men, but pretend they have boobs. It makes sense, right? Right?!

She's the girl with the Dungeons and Dragons tattoo, and the Princess Leia wearing a slave girl bikini on a 20-sided die tattoo on her thigh. Don't judge her for it, she was drunk and it was Comic Con.

Your cheeky smile, your Vulcan salute, and your overall sunshine and rainbows aura. Why'd they have to kill you off? Why'd your fate end up like all the other female characters?

But that's not what I'm here to talk about.

Girl, I'm talking about how you choked Dean out of the fight you got in with him when you went dark side in season 10. That is straight up power. You are amazing. A true Hunter. A real Bradbury, a Winchester.

You're one of the many symbols of female empowerment, and that makes me happy. That gives me the happiness I need.

You've been to the World of Oz, and back. You've had your personality split in half, and oh my GOD YOU MET DOROTHY OF KANSAS AND WHOOPED SOME MONSTER ASS.

You are an amazing character, and you didn't deserve to die. You showed the fans of Supernatural that not all fangirls are psychopaths. That not all of them get the chance to meet their idols. Not all of them. You had the chance to meet two of the most amazing men who have saved your world from so many horrifying troubles. I can't list them because I am NOT going to that kind of person who spoils.

You're the girl who kept reading The Hobbit to her mother while she was comatose. You're the girl who changed names to keep yourself safe from any danger out there. You're the girl with headphones on, and dancing in a four window elevator like no one's watching.

But get this, everyone was watching. You didn't care. You just walked out of the elevator with no care in the world. You raised your head up high and knew you were perfect. You were flawless. You are strong, and that's a thing that every single person needs to have. You taught so many people that it's okay to be a nerd, and it's okay to be a geek.

I know that it's okay to be a fangirl, and that's who I am. I should take pride in this small title, instead of cowering in embarrassment. I am not that person, and I will never be that person.

Charlie, you went out and read all of the Supernatural books in the show, and you straight up told Sam and Dean about it. You weren't holding back anything. But me? I held back the fact that I've seen this series around 10 times. Over and over and over again.

So thank you once again, Charlie Bradbury. Thank you for showing me how it is to be a strong, nerdy geeky woman. You have given me that special superpower.

"Peace out, bitches." - Charlie Bradbury. 07.20