Overreaction for a tooth extraction.
My uncle Ranboo doesn’t like the dentist.
The last time we went, he sat in the waiting room, overwhelmed.
He tried to distract himself by reading the adverts on the walls.
He studied one about a scientist recommended toothpaste.
He noticed a green species of fly hovering above his head.
The room was hot and he began to sweat under his mask.
Then the dentist called him in…
He followed the dentist down the hallway. Uncle Ranboo spotted a room with an open window and made a run for it.
He climbed out the window and never went to the dentist since.
Sinéad
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