BRACES
It started in 6th grade… the worst 8 months of my life, and the reason being: braces. Those huge train tracks that go across your teeth. My parents forced me to get them, I wanted no part of braces, I was convinced straight teeth didn’t matter to me. I remember the very day I got braces; I literally cried they hurt so badly. And the very next day my mom forced me to go to school. I was so nervous I would be made fun of. I barely talked that day, when someone would ask me a question I would either nod my head yes or no, and when it was more then a yes or no answer I would just shrug my shoulders. I didn’t smile either or laugh, or even talk to my best friends. I didn’t want anyone to see what I thought were the most hideous things on this earth. I didn’t eat much that week, just mushy foods, my mouth was so sore I couldn’t chew anything. I cried and cried because even mushy foods hurt to chew, I couldn’t even chew french fries!
I realized that people didn’t really care who
had braces and who didn’t. Luckily I didn’t get made fun of, that was my worst
fear. Surprisingly some people were even jealous that I had braces and they didn’t…weird
right? How could someone be jealous of braces? But what I didn’t realize is not
everyone can afford to straighten there teeth…many people would have killed to
have my braces. Adults even get braces to straighten their smile! I guess
everyone would like to straighten their smile sometime during their life.
I
didn’t think of the outcome of braces, I didn’t think about how straight my
teeth would be after only 8 months. I was pretty lucky, only having them on for
8 months, some people have them on for 4 years! Now I’m glad my parents forced
me to get braces, if I still had the crooked teeth I had then…I don’t think I
would be smiling much. In fact someone’s smile is the first thing I notice, so
having straight teeth is something I’m proud of!

