Wednesday, May 6, 2015

[Story]Something that happened to me.

I love my parents. My father taught me right from wrong, and my mother taught me how to love. I was a relatively pudgy boy most of my life. Had some pretty serious pancake titties. I knew what I liked, it's the same thing I like now: Cartoons, Candy, and Super Nintendo. I was never active, and when I did spend time with friends, it was playing video games, or talking about video games; or watching TV, or talking about TV. I spent every dime I could get my grubby fingers on on candy and soda. Sickly habits to develop at any age. I was probably around 10 when I stood against my first cavity. I remember chewing gum and thinking, "Wow, that's the most painful thing I've ever fucking experienced." I tugged on my dad's pantleg, "Dad, the fuck?" That's as far as that memory goes. Not too long after that, I'm sitting in a dental chair. The dentist is sticking me in the gums with a syringe that was easily 10 inches long. (I'm ten). Pain, then heat. Maybe five minutes later, he pokes and prods at the hole in my tooth. "That hurts, dick," I inform the doctor that I can not only feel his sickle digging into the raw core of my unfortunate tooth, but all the discomfort that comes from a cavity. "Nonsense." What ensued thereafter was the single most painful and tramatic experience of my life. Every little poke shot searing pain throughout my skull, throughout my mind. I shreiked in fear and pain as he wouldn't stop. A nurse jumps on my flailing legs and my own mother holds me down. "We got to get it out of there," he spat. By God they did. After countless hours (a minute or two) of pain the likes of which I have yet to feel again, my tooth was gone. That dentist fucking destroyed me. It took me a longtime to realize it, but that's the man who showed me the world hurts. I mean, people get fucked up and that's horrible. There's a lot that people I know have gone through that I would never wish on anyone. I just wanted to share something that happened to me. It has no influence on who I am, or maybe it does, I couldn't tell you. If I could change one thing in my past, present, or future; it would have been that fucking dentist.

**This is truth, although I was ten so, obviously I didn't think the words fuck.

probably "frick" or something like that.



Submitted May 06, 2015 at 01:16PM by thatredbeanie http://ift.tt/1AFI1iy

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