The Dentist.

Sitting in the dentists chair, I wish I was any where else but here. Am I scared no not I, look at my clammy hands and you know I lie. I look around the sterile room,feeling and sensing only gloom. I see the instruments by the side, wondering what secrets they hide. The door now opens wide, a man in a white coat steps inside. "Good morning Mr Dunford how are you today" Keeping my cool,"very well "Isay. He is now in front of me,and says"open wide let me see": As I open my mouth wide I feel the instruments poking inside. The next words "two fillings are missing," don't help at all I wish I could run away, but I know I have to stay. As the drilling starts you can hear my heart, my pulse is getting faster, I think I am going to fade away, no please God not today I don't want to go this way.