we all have good days and bad days. mama just had to pick a bad day for a haircut. i couldn't believe it. i had played hard at school that day and was tired, but she just had to take me aunt cathy's shop. my hair did look pretty cute after and my mood got better once auntie becky saw me and was so surprised to see how short and cute my hair was. once again, all my curls were gone.
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