Short Story - The Hair

Anna checked the clock in the arse of the room and was projected to see the school solar day was almost over. The girl buns her had asked why she got so freaked show up when she was braiding her pilus, but Anna comely replied with saying it brought back an nasty memory. The girl continued to ghostwrite over Annas hair and utter how she wished her hair were as eagle-eyed as hers. Anna perfectly interrupted the girl and said in a affright t whiz that no one were to wish they had Annas hair. slopped by the rude interruption, the girl indomitable to drop it, and non question Anna anymore.\nA puffy wind carried the deep unlighted red, pumpkin orange, and sunflower yellowness leaves as they began to slowly bind their way to the cold ground. The seventh grade children streaked with mirth as the clock afflicted two and the school cost rang, initiating thanksgiving break. All the students went political campaign out of their classrooms, to their parents cars or the bus. As Anna climbed into her mammary glands car, her long blonde hair was not only inside when she closed the door. She nonchalantly reopened the door and collected the stuck hair, as that was occasionally apart of her routine. She was joyous to get a haircut today, hopefully ending her hair acquiring caught in the door for a while.\nWhen Anna and her mom, Mary arrived at the hair salon, she informed Mary that she had decided to do something bold this period around, and wanted to get a bob cut. Her mom, shocked by this decision questioned Anna. Mary argued that Anna had neer wanted her hair short, and that it would carry on a very long time for it to grow back to the current length. But, Anna confident in her decision got it cut, and murmured that maybe this would retard it from disaster again.\nAfter a long day at school, Anna was eager to go to bed. She was survive asleep until approximately triad am, when she suddenly woke up. She hoped it wouldnt happen this year, an d seek to prevent it, but it was happening again. It u...