I waited with my hands crossed.
I was accustomed to the waiting area of the clinic. It was my fifth visit. However, I could see a little girl nervously looking around. Her mother was holding her hand, giving her the courage to remain seated. Courage was indeed required when you are a little kid and you hear screaming coming from the room next door. The doctor had taken no efforts to soundproof his operating theatre. We could all hear the drill whirring and the patients screaming. Everyone knew what was going to happen once we went inside.
The scars on our temples never let us forget…
Word Count: 106
Prompt:
Sunday Photo Fiction: July 21 2019
Photo Credit –
Photo by Arun Sharma on Unsplash
The Dark Netizen 
Not a dentist, then. Nasty.
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Mindblowing.
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I have always feared doctors😅
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Scary…
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Your take is even ore hostile than mine Nid!
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Oh lordy but you gave me a shiver!!! Well done…
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Oh my God ! A mother doing that to her child. But anything is possible.
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