Everybody in our family has a different smile. All noticeably beautiful, but all delicately different. My father’s smile, pearly white and perfectly straight. His smile screams ‘hello’ and ‘how are you?’. His smile, something you would see on a dentistry ad. My mother’s smile, not perfect, but warm and inviting. Seeing her smile is like receiving a thousand huge hugs. Her smile, as warm as a blazing fire on a crisp, cool fall day.
Two brothers with very different personalities and very different smiles. Mitchell’s smile tells a story. An alluring smile, but something sad seems to lurk behind. He has shiny white teeth that twinkle, just like the stars in the sky. Radiant smile, and a radiant personality. And lastly Stephen, the only one who’s smile is just mildly crooked… but perfectly crooked. His smile shows happiness. When he is smiling, others are smiling too. Everybody in our family has a different smile. All noticeably beautiful, but all delicately different.