Narrative Essay: My Bogus Toothbrush

The hair of my toothbrush turned badly yellow and my teeth started to look the same way. So I went to the store and bought a new toothbrush. I saw at least 30 brushes with many shapes, colors, sizes of brushes. They all claim that they can more effectively wipe the plaque on their teeth than others, and I can not choose. This is a very important decision. On the left side of me there is a white-haired man in a brown cardigan. The old man saw me and said, "All these toothbrushes are fakes." When he spoke, I was surprised at his beautiful and healthy white teeth.

I went to the supermarket alone and bought a new toothbrush. I do not know, my girlfriend bought a new toothbrush early that day. Now is an exciting part: in the dozens of different toothbrushes we sell, we bought the same, her pink, my blue strengthens the sexual stereotypes. Please use the hotel gym. 10 minutes before and after stretching. The next day, I felt that my arms were stiff and put it on the handle of a rental car. I fell asleep, there was a dream, I could not find something on the high shelf. When I woke up, I realized that my arms were rounded and caught. There was no burning pain on my waist. I could not do it straight. In the next 2 days, I walk around like T-rex

I moved the furniture before a small palm arrived. If this is my space, I am going to make it look like my way, I am worried and inferring. I placed the chair near the TV, transferred the razor and the toothbrush to the bookcase on the cupboard, and the shoes were dotted in the living room. I am doing a rustic free pantomime. If I can not control these important things, I will at least be king of my own chaotic castle. Like the first puzzle without pictures, I thought this was the first time that I brought this into my isolated life. It must trigger something in my mind and need to cultivate something to live in the era of destruction. I always think that nature is proof of high purpose.

I am watching TV, but this commercial tells me that I need to buy a new toothbrush. It tells me that my old toothbrush is ugly and stupid. They told me to say "Good-bye" to my old mouth broom to say "greet me" about this masterpiece. This type of toothbrush is technological. The word technology will flash. They said that this technology remembers inside and outside my mouth. Other toothbrushes do not have teeth like me. This is very special. No, my mouth is very special. This is the most special place for this new toothbrush, it will be wine as it is hard to eat, this will make my dentist look like a five dollar prostitute. This toothbrush touches where I do not know my toothbrush. My eyes roll behind my skull and it enters deep into it until I bubble in my mouth. My organic Tom's toothpaste does not know what it just came in, but my teeth shine all day.