Dentist

Last Saturday, I had appointment with the dentist,

because I have some decayed teeth.

The dentist was busy.

Although I had have made an appointment at 7:30 p.m, I still waited for a while.

Not until 7:50 could I meet the dentist.

The dentist was gentle and interesting.

When he saw me, he said, “what’s wrong.”

“I have decayed teeth,” I answered.

“How do you know you have decayed teeth.” He continued.

This question was so funny that I was distracted five seconds.

Then I answer another interesting sentences,”because my teeth was decayed.”

After that, the dentist started to make up my teeth.

The process was uncomfortable and had pain.

Only in this time did I deeply thought of theimportance of brushing teeth.