bye bye badger

Dear Front Teeth,

Years ago you got a reputation, one for being very sharp. My sisters said it hurt when you bit them. We could bite through anything, you and me, even though we weren't supposed to.

We've been together a long time, and you've been so helpful so many times, like the time that I forgot to take a tag off a shirt and you just snipped the plastic tag like it was nothing. People started calling me 'badger' because of you. Don't get me wrong, I don't blame you, you couldn't have done it without me.

Anyway, I've decided you need a makeover. Tomorrow we are going to go to the dentist and you are going to have a special procedure. When we leave you will be much duller, but much more beautiful. I just want you to know that I am kind of sad about losing you, I'll probably have to gnaw on things for hours now, all in the name of beauty.

At the root of things, I know you'll still be there, and that makes me happy.

Yours truly,

Bree