Johnny's Visit To The Past

It was on a summer day when little Johnny’s mother decided it was time for his first trip to the dentist. He was about to reach the age of six, and his teeth were beginning to dance around his little mouth. Johnny complained about it all day.

‘‘Mommy, my teeth aren’t healthy anymore!’’ He would tell his mother everyday at breakfast time.‘‘Johnny, they are supposed to fall down.’’ His mother would answer back. But that didn’t make Johnny happy.

He saw his friends unhealthy teeth fall down, and he was scared he would end up with no teeth just like Grandpa Michael. Grandpa Michael, oh he was old. He could barely talk, and when he talked, Johnny giggled. His voice was lame; it appeared to be he had no tongue because of his sloppy way of speech. But Johnny saw his tongue, so that wasn’t really a possibility anymore. Johnny eventually decided it was because the tooth fairy didn’t like grandpa, so she decided to steal his teeth.

‘‘Mommy, I want my teeth to be healthy, help me!’’ And with that his mother decided it was time for Johnny to visit the dentist.
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‘‘Johnny, it’s your turn.’’ The lady told him. She creped him. She had the biggest mole that spread across her nasty wrinkled skin.

Johnny entered the dark room and immediately wished he could be able to escape that place that seemed a nightmare. There was the mark of blood all over the place.

‘‘I’m Dr. Bloodberg’’ The man told him. He could perfectly be the mole lady’s brother. Bloodberg had the same physical appearance, and his last name. His last name made Johnny’s heart pound faster, it scared him a lot.

‘‘Don’t worry. The last kid who died here was four days ago’’ Johnny’s pained eyes widened in disbelief. Was that man seriously telling him not to worry when kids had died there before?Johnny sat down on the wooden chair and looked around the place. Pliers, pelicans, keys with claws. On the other side of the room he saw stacks of teeth.
‘‘What are those for?’’

‘‘To replace your teeth.’’ Johnny wondered. Could they be from other people? Or even dead people? Where they from animals? He got scared, and stood up leaving the place without looking back.
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‘‘I want unhealthy teeth!’’ Johnny said running out of the dentists as wondrous eyes followed the running child. What was wrong with him? I wasn’t as if he had gone back in time and found scary things. It was just a normal twenty century dentist. Yet the strange kid acted as if it wasn’t.