Today was not a good day. I was nervous about my upcoming appointment with the dentist this afternoon. I already dreaded it, but to make it worse, Mom had to go see Aunt Janice for some emergency. That meant I was stuck with my sister, Pat.
On the way, Pat kept teasing me about how painful the whole thing was going to be.
But I hate it when he sticks those metal hooks in my mouth and drills a hole in my teeth. I know it's his job but I hate it
It would be <em>Who</em><em> </em><em>are</em><em> </em><em>you</em><em> </em><em>going</em><em> </em><em>to</em><em> </em><em>the</em><em> </em><em>park</em><em> </em><em>with</em><em>?</em>