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Several months from now, young Diego made a dreadful mistake. He did not listen to Tatiana's parents' good advice and decided to proceed with the surgery to remove his wisdom teeth. He brushed their nagging off. "That wouldn't happen to me," he reasoned, "Tatiana was just careless and disrespectful to her teeth. I bet she forgot to brush them with superior quality toothpaste and chose the cheap generic brands instead. She had it coming. Besides, i'm not going to allow my wisdom teeth to ruin all the work my braces had accomplished." So he arrogantly went along and told the dentist to yank those suckers out. The surgery went smoothly and he was out of there in no time. He even kept those nasty teeth as a memory of how dumb it was to fear flying wisdom teeth.

Days, weeks, even months passed by and nothing abnormal was going on. He finished his summer job at Pinky's, started doing exercise, and achieved incredible grades during the first semester at Lehigh. He even forgot about where he had left his bloody teeth back in Guaynabo. Must have lost them or something! However, he noticed a slight distrubance in his mojo one freezing, January day. After waking up to his usual 7:00 a.m. alarm, he headed to the showers. He showered twice a day, once in the morning and another at night after his gym workout. He got to the showers feeling awfully dizzy. "What could it be?" he pondered. "I slept very well last night. Must be hungry." He showered, put on his winter clothing, and ran to the mess hall. "Man, its cold ouside."

He proceeded to take a bite of his favorite cardboard-tasting cereal, Cheerios, and noticed a sharp pain where his wisdom teeth once were. The pain was so bad he could only eat about half of his food and had to compensate with drinking milk. Milk then bacame his main dish throughout the day for his mouth was aching too much.

He suffered through until the night covered the snowy and very windy Lehigh campus. Sleeping became an impossible task so he decided to stay up and study instead. The clock struck twelve and he started to hear a light buzz, like a fly that was getting closer and closer. He truned around to find a familiar, small, brightly glowing plastic container on the floor. His heart sank and he became deathly pale. The teeth. The glowing container opened and out flew those four, blood- stained teeth from many months before. "You thought we would forget about you and what you did to us, foolish Diego." They circled him as he was heading towards the door. "We never forget." The four teeth darted from all sides and made deep cuts to both of Diego's arms, gashing out blood. He sprinted as fast as he could and opened the door while the teeth trailed behind him. One was fast enough and stabbed intself into Diego's left butt cheek. This slowed him down considerably. 

He made his way out of the dorms and into the freezing winter night. The only thing he had on were his loose-fitting boxers and a pair of old socks from Burlington. It wasn't long before the three remaining wisdome teeth got a hold of him and knocked him down to the snow. They each pierced into his butt cheeks in such a way that he was left unable to move his legs. Diego, in all his pain from the teeth in his butt and the four-degree temperature, closed his eyes and died. His last thoughts were: "I should have listened to Tatiana's parents. How foolish of me."

He then found later on in the morning face-down, in a pile of snow, with nothing but his boxers and socks on and two puncture holes on both his butt cheeks.  Let this be a lesson to all. Tatiana was right.