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Personal Narrative : The Dreadful Day At The Dentist

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The Dreadful Day at the Dentist It began just like any other day. I woke up, got out of my bed, and went downstairs for breakfast. I was more tired than usual. I spent the previous night playing computer games and watching cartoons. I was greeted by my mom and dad in the kitchen. They seemed more happy and lively than they typically are in the mornings. I sat in a chair in the kitchen and waited for my mom to finish making me breakfast. “Good morning,” my mom said, “How’re you feeling.” I was a little bit surprised that she would ask that because my parents were usually very quiet in the mornings. “Um, good I guess,” I replied hesitantly. “Great,” she chirped, “Because you have a big day ahead of you.” “Wait what?” I said confused. “Yeah, I have to run some errands and you have to come with me.” My nine year old self was caught off guard with this idea because I was never invited to go shopping with my mom. I was also not very interested in shopping and would much rather just stay at home and play with my LEGO’s. “But I don’t want to,” I whined. “If you go with me then we’ll get ice cream afterwards,” she persuaded. “Ok fine, I’ll go.” She put a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast on the table in front of me. I ate the whole thing in the matter of seconds and went upstairs to change out of my pajamas. I wasn’t very excited to shop with my mom, but it was all ok because I would get ice cream after it. I got dressed and went back downstairs. My mom was waiting for

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