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Creative writing
Childhood Memories - My first visit to the dentist
One of my earliest memories is going out with my mum to visit the dentist. It was half past two on a bright, cheery day in spring. Being only five years old, I was convinced by my mom to visit the dentist and check out my then milk teeth.
Boy was I excited! I wasn’t so sure what a “dentist” was. I only knew that I was a truly ‘brave and courageous’ boy, according to my mum, to agree so readily to the trip. On the way to the dentist, my stomach grumbled suddenly. My mom said, “Son, shall we get some snack before we continue with our journey?” So we stopped at a shop, and grabbed some food and drinks. My stomach felt at ease after that. Half an hour later, we finally arrived at the dentist.