Bulimic Vampire

Yesterday night I lost a tooth! (I think I only have one more!! :D) I am in 8th grade btw, and it bothers me how practically everyone else lost all their teeth in like, elementary school.
So it was 11 something pm, and I couldn't get my retainer on without EXTREME pain because of the loose tooth. It wasn't really THAT loose then. There was the grown-up tooth growing out, which pushed the tooth backwards, and so of course it wouldn't fit the retainer that nicely; actually it wouldn't fit at all unless I pushed the tooth as forward as possible and JAMMED the retainer on...which hurt! So I decided to get the tooth out.
I wiggled and waggled it really hard, then I turned it in all sorts of unimaginable directions, and it FINALLY came out.
And it was bleeding.
HARD.
I have actually never lost a tooth that way before. During school it was barely loose. Before 12 it was out!
But anyway, my grandma had warned me when she found out I was trying to wiggle it out that it would bleed a lot if you pulled it. I just wanted to get it out, get my retainer on, and GO TO SLEEP!!
But I didn't expect it to bleed as hard as it did. The blood just wouldn't stop flowing! I rinsed my mouth continuously and kept spitting all the blood out into the sink. I was looking at all of the red stuff when a thought occured to me:
Oh gosh, I probably look like a bulimic vampire!

Word of Advice: DON'T pull out your teeth!