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Personal Narrative: Crushing My Teeth

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I sat up bewildered, and very gratifying it was all over. They then showed me my rotten tooth and I was beyond grossed out. My jaw still pained from the procedure, and I couldn’t feel my right cheek because of the numbing. I wondered if all this pain was worth a 5-minute shortcut to brush my teeth. It was clear that I had to be more careful with my teeth so I won’t have to repeat this horrifying scenario. On the way home my dad notified me that I should have more self-discipline when it comes to brushing my teeth. He mentioned that if you don’t take care of your teeth now it will cause many problems later. He went on about this for the entire car ride and I knew this must be important if he is taking this long. Yes, before I was very careless,

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