chapter 3

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                      Chapter 3

I've been sitting here listening to the boys have a conversation about me not being able to talk for thirty minutes now. Why cant I talk? I'm so confused.

"Well,maybe its because she use to be the impala. And cars don't talk so..." Dean explains to Sam. "That's my best guess."

"Yeah,that's the only thing I can think of too." Sam says. "Open your mouth." He instructs.

I give him a weird look. "Open your mouth." Dean says. I sigh and open my mouth. "She listens to me." Dean says with a smile then he sticks this wooden thing in my mouth and presses on my tongue.

"Ah!" I yell. It feels weird and it doesn't taste good.

They look inside my mouth. "Okay. I don't see anything stuck on there." Dean says.

"That's a good thing." Sam says.

Dean takes it out and sits next to me. "Say something." He demands.

"I- Imp-." I try to say my name but I give up due to frustration after trying to do it a couple of times.

"It's okay. Keep going." Sam tells me. I  scrunch my face and start to say it again..."Im" I sigh. I can say it in my mind but I can't say it out loud. I'm going to try one more time. "Impala."

I say with a smile. 

Sam and Dean smile at me. "Good." Dean says. I giggle. "Now. Let's try something else."

"This is going to be a long night."  Sam says pulling up a chair. I nod my head in agreement. Yes it will.

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Sorry it's short.... Can't really think of anything... Hope you enjoyed it. :) vote and comment about what u think.

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