When the Tooth Fairy flew away from my mind

Right now, I am wiggling my loose tooth, and it will be, when it falls out, the tenth tooth I’ve lost. But as I wiggle it, I remember when I lost my first tooth, and I consider how much I’ve changed. Back then, I was very excited because I believed what my mom and dad said about the Tooth Fairy, imagining it as a glistening fairy, sparkling with beauty as she gingerly put the money under my pillow… and in return, she got my tooth. 

Was it the 6th or 7th tooth when the Fairy flew away forever? I remember how I felt my whole body fill with anticipation as usual, a new gap in my smile. That night I put the tooth I’d lost earlier in the day under my pillow. As soon as I did that, I lay down with my brain buzzing, but I quickly fell asleep. Twenty minutes after I fell asleep, I heard my mom open my door. When I saw her come in, I groaned. 

       “Mom what are you doing?” 

       She sheepishly answered me with, “Sorry, go back to sleep.”  

       A little bit later I saw her trying to sneak in AGAIN! For the second time I said, “What are you DOING?!” 

       “Nothing.”

After a while she came in for the THIRD TIME! I immediately said, “WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING!!!”         

“Go back to sleep.”

That was the last time I woke up that night. In the morning while I was eating my breakfast, that’s when the Tooth Fairy flew away from my mind, along with Santa and the Easter bunny. 

       Oop, my tooth just fell out. Well, time to hunt down my mom for some more cash. I hope she will give it to me even though she knows she won’t crush me by bringing me to reality, but if she says no, I hope she knows that she’s crushing me by not giving me my hard-wiggled mullah.