Hair Removal!

My hair is long, black, and mysterious. It has always been this way for as long as I can remember, but it was time for a change. I wanted my hair to glisten in the sun, not hide me like dark shadows. I wanted my hair to bounce as I ran, not hold me down. I wanted to experience something new since I was going to be starting high school in just a few weeks.

A few days ago had been my biggest downfall of all my 13 years living on this planet we call Earth.  I was buying groceries at our local market when I saw a dye bottle. It was calling out to me, “Claire... This is perfect for you.” I couldn’t help but want to buy it. So, I did.

I went home after that and began ripping open the dye box. As I read the instructions about as fast as humanly possible thoughts swirled in my mind. Was I really going to go through with this? How would I look? As I began putting the dye in my damp hair I immediately stopped. There was a burning sensation piercing my scalp.

“Ahhhh!” I screamed as though the world was ending. I ran to my mirror only to find it wasn’t hair dye. I had grabbed a bottle of strong hair removal. I had a bald patch on my scalp, my heart was thumping. It was especially surreal.

I now have a shaved head during the winter in Alaska, what will I do now?