Personal Narrative: My Loss Of Teeth

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In the dark of night, the tooth fairy flutters her small magnificent wings to your bedside. The tooth fairy sprinkles magical sleeping dust upon your slumbering body as you daze from one dream to the next. Although the tooth fairy is small, she has a very big job. Her job entails flying from one house to the next, retrieving children's teeth. “When your six or seven and you lose your first tooth, it marks the beginning of a very simple truth. When it's put beneath your pillow before you go to sleep, bright and early in the morning there’ll be money you can keep” (The magic tooth fairy. James Taris). It's almost like a coming of age event, losing teeth. When I was eight years old everyone around me had already lost many, and there I was only having lost one. My teeth were in a constant battle with me, I would wiggle and wiggle everyday but for some reason when I curled up for bed my teeth would regain their strength. Every morning I would rise from my cozy bed with the confidence that today I was going to conquer another tooth, but immediately …show more content…

I slumped in my bed and came to the realization that my teeth weren't coming out anytime soon. I sat on my ipod scrolling through instagram, as I bit into a apple. I heard a crack, and as I looked into the apple I saw my tooth encased in red. “Oh my gosh,” I screamed. My dad and sister hollered back, “is everything okay?” I could not believe what was infront of me. My second tooth had fallen out and that night and I went to bed with my enemy no longer in my mouth but under my pillow. I woke up the next morning as I frantically flipped my pillow over. A five dollar bill was wedged into the small envelope where my tooth once was. The tooth fairy had neglected my house for a long period of time, but not anymore. Through the many battles I had with my teeth I learned that with determination and persistence, losing teeth is surely

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