Captain Badass! wrote...
Oddly enough, I was fine with the dentist when I was really young. It wasnt until I was about 12-13 that I started fearing the dentist. I went into the "operating room" and she used this awful scraping machine (literally, it was a white robotic tooth scraping machine) on my molars. The machine then proceeded to stab a hole in my cheek while shooting lysterine into my mouth (and the new hole in my cheek). It was a horrible experience, and I still have a mark on my cheek to prove it.
From your nightmares to mine...