For 2 years I've had over 7
different kinds of colorful, fun hair. Colors like blue, purple,
pink, rainbow.
Tomorrow my mom is making me dye my hair back to its normal color.
I've been crying all day. My little sister keeps saying
"Why would you cry over that?"
Why?
My hair color is who I am. Its different. Its wierd. I like it.
I dont wanna be normal again.
Im going to look so ugly.
Wouldnt you cry about that?