A Trip to the Dentist
The phone rang and I answered, “Hello.” The voice on the other end asks, “ May I speak to Mr. Bush please” I replied, “This is he.” The calm and melodic voice proceeds to remind me of my 4:00 p.m. dental appointment. The bottom of my stomach dropped to my knees and beads of perspiration dampened my brow. I replied in a low groan “ Yes Ma’am I will be there.” I hung the receiver of the phone on the cradle with a heavy sigh. I have a lifelong dreaded fear of a trip to the dentist. I entered the building almost dragging my heels as I walked over to the elevator, pushed the up button and looked down at the unconscious tapping of my foot. The elevator door promptly opens, as I stepped onto the floor of the elevator. I pushed the button and watch as the door slowly closes sealing my fate. The elevator ascends to the second floor. I once again feel the cool clamminess coat my hands and forehead. I walked slowly towards the door of the office staring at the name, Dr. Vornholt, DDS. Reaching for the doorknob inhaling a deep breath as if it were my last, I can smell the mixture of wintergreen- flavored toothpaste and bleach. When I open the outer door a blast of cool air from the air conditioner hi
. . .
Some common words found in the essay are:
Harriett Bush, Black Decker, DDS Reaching, Yes Maam, Trip Dentist, Dr Jekyll, deep breath, elevator pushed button, trip dentist, leather stuffed chair, elevator pushed, mouth thick, stuffed chair, leather stuffed, inner office, pushed button, fish tank, bib neck,
Approximate Word count = 1390
Approximate Pages = 6 (250 words per page double spaced)
|
 |
