Another day, another tooth to be pulled at the dentist’s office. My teeth didn’t want to fall out. My orthodontist wanted them gone. Each time, my mom would drive me to the office near Broughton High School. I was scared but trying to be brave. I hated the novacaine shot, I hated the wrenching pull, I hated the bloody mouth afterwards. I’d been to this …
May 9, 2021
by jenniferpuryear