Hey there! My names Billy! I'm 13 years old and live with my older brother, Samuel who's 23 years old. My mother and father passed away when I was 7 years old due to a terrible car crash. Only in the last few months have Samuel and I moved into a house of our own, away from Auntie Carol.
I love my brother loads, he's basically a father to me, yet he's not. However, despite Samuel's pristine looks and kind-hearted ways, he's a dentist. And I hate the dentist.
Sam owns his own dental office 10 minutes down the road from our house. Luckily for me, every time Sam has decided to book me in for a checkup with him, i've managed to dodge it.
"I can't Sam! I have a really important test coming up that I need to revise for!"
"I can't Sam! I've got a really bad headache and feel very sick!"
"I can't Sam! I've already made other plans!"
Eventually Sam just gave up on trying to get me to the dentist, however I know he worries about my personal health.
"Billy! You haven't had a dental checkup in years, sooner or later you'll have to let me check your teeth!"
Every time I just nod and walk away until I hear his sigh and he wanders off into the opposite direction.
I wonder how long i'll be able to dodge him...
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My Brother, The Dentist
General Fiction*THE ORIGINAL STORY* Billy's brother is a dentist... Meet Billy, a thirteen year old regular kid who's parents passed away in a dreadful car crash. But how does he end up coping with a brother for a dentist?
