Flash
Fiction inspired by the first and last lines of ‘The Demon Dentist’ by David
Walliams.
Alfie hates
going to the dentist. He actually never has been, he does not know what it is
like. But most of his teeth are just black. Or on their way to pitch black, and
falling out of his mouth. His dad always says he has to take him sometime. But
his dad does not care. Alfie thinks he just says it to try and be a good
parent. Plus his dad actually hates the dentist as well. Especially as they
know that their dentist does not give him sweets if he went. When Alfie speaks
to his friend when they go, they say she (the dentist) is very strict and mean.
Alfie dreads the day he has to go…
SIX MONTHS
LATER. The day is here, he has to go to the dentist. He is acting like his dad
was born yesterday and uses the oldest trick in the book – being ill. His dad
knows it is fake and drives him to the dentist. Then his dad picks him up and
takes him to the waiting room and his name is called out ALFIE!!! He slowly
gets up and edges his way to the dentist showing him to the room. Alfie has
never been so scared. As he steps into the room he gets the feeling that a
demon dentist is near! He gets in the chair, opens his mouth and the dentist,
with all her might, rips out two teeth. He jumps out of the chair and runs. Him
and his dad jumped on their motorbike and zoomed off. However, as they zoomed
through the town and off into the distance, he closed his eyes.
By Tom, year
5
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