Apr 04
fiction 0 comments challenge: Dye

Why you should always go to a salon

Beeeep. Beeeep. Beeeeeep. The timer goes off and I take my head out from where it was soaking in the bowl on the bathroom sink. My scalp stings a bit as I anxiously reach for the mirror. The cool metal of the mirror handle feels good in my clammy palms. I slowly lift up the mirror to get my first glimpse of gorgeous new hair. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I scream. I feel dizzy as I looked at the person in the mirror that had my face but not my hair. The more I looked at the mirror the dizzier I feel. Then the world turned sideways and everything turned black.