My name is Kyra and my story is that I grew up in a 1967 Chevy impala baby
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She was my dad's car and i was all by my self I had a mother but she died In a hunting accedent when I was 5 but my dad killed that monster. now it's just me and my old man on the road right. I'm In a town called fort Lauderdale. I was in a diner on a job while my dad was in a nother part of the country I had the impala and he had a nother car we had in a storage locker. but my job was a ghost which was going but I was getting nowhere because the body was in cases in 1500 pounds of concrete witch was hell but I knew that they could hold on to items like a flask or a picture witch was what I was trying to figure out what it was. I had heard the door open and someone ask who's impala was outside I raised my hand and this boy came over and sat in on the opposite side of my both then my double bacon cheese burger and as I picked it up he asked if I was serious about the car I put my burger down and looked at him dead in his eyes and said yes it is do you have a problem, ready to shot him in his face. Well I do because I got a call from a guy named John (yes her dad is Jeffery Dean Morgan got a problem sue me) you now him he asked. yeah he is my dad and what do you want? I said a little angry because he intruded on a important meeting with my burger and my mouth. Well I'm a hunter I nearly choked on my air because look at him
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Names Dean Winchester he said
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This is my story ok so buzz off you flannel shirt wearing Maggot and a lot of necessary about of quotes will be made through out so sue me
