My Jar Of Teeth – 50 Word Story

She picks up a dirty pair of pliers from the table, and takes several deep breaths.

“Blood and bone, tooth and nail, give me what I ask!” she says, before grabbing one of her back molars with the pliers and yanking it out, followed closely by a sea of red.

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