A Short Story : A Story?

Hazel is a fiery little girl. She is strong-willed and openly opinionated, and believes that “when you got

Get me home this instant! And get me some Giorgio Armani fast or this cotton’s gonna give me a rash! I have very sensitive skin you know! Needs to be taken care of! I also need a cute hat, something to cover this mess I know have to call my hair!” Hazel thrust the sweatshirt back at the girl and looked down at her expectantly, “So? Home? Chop, chop, I’ve got a birthday party to get to!”

“Girl, your face is god damn beauty.” Tiffany praises, applying the final coat of blush to her cheeks. “Look at you, the black teenage dream.”

After, what seemed like ages for Mia, Julie was done. Turning the chair towards the mirror, Mia was finally able to see her new form and she couldn't believe that the beautiful creature in front of her was her.. Mia’s hair, now, were literally glowing, her golden streaks shimmered under the sunlight of the now setting sun outside, while her brown hair gave a warm earthy feeling. Julie smiled behind her,feeling satisfied with the work. After gawking at her new form, Mia hand went into her hair to check for those pests: there were none, none in her hair! Overwhelmed with joy, Mia hugged Julie and went to pay for her treatment as well as for the products used on her, as they were no longer usable. Waving bye to the Julie, Mia left the saloon; Looking at the almost sunset, Mia thought smiling’ I guess that some people are not bad afterall’, fading into the, now set sun awaiting the a bright morning

A pretty woman in her late thirties came out to greet us. “Hey honey, what are you doing here?” She had blonde hair—blonde was an understatement, it was so blonde it was almost white—and wore heels that made her as tall as her son. Her hair made her dark blue eyes pop out of their sockets even though she was wearing that same god-awful shade of pink.

“Well, hello to you, too. No need to thank me for giving up my precious sleep waiting for you to come out of Recovery; it was my pleasure.” I thought she looked remarkably good considering everything she’d been through.

my loud voice was echoed throughout the tiny room and i almost felt bad when brunette turned around, her mouth formed into an 'o' and her hazel eyes watering a bit. almost.

“Hazel you are not a witch! Your family may have had a past with it, but you are too kind, gentle and honest, you are not a witch. Your family history is unfortunate circumstance but you are you. I will forever love you. Right now, you need to find my killer. You need to prove to the authorities you are innocent. My family will be looking for blood and think it is you, they will place a high price on your head.” He said.

Reaching into her bag, she grabbed some make-up and a brush and tried to make herself look a little more presentable. Once she thought the job was done, she looked into the mirror and noticed that her shirt buttons were completely uneven. Rolling her eyes at the fact she hadn’t noticed it earlier, she slipped off her cardigan and undid her shirt so she could do it properly. However, before she was able to finish the job, a knock came at the bathroom door and before she could even respond the door was pushed

As I jumped into the taxi parked in our driveway, I yelled out the window “ I love Sheryl, and give dad a goodbye hug for me, also give me a call sometime ,and maybe we can meet up.” Suddenly, as the taxi pulled off Sheryl 's face turned to her eyes squinted at me, arms crossed, and a slight grin.

“Hello?” Harper answered. “Yes dear she will be fine with us here. Okay darling. Yes. Okay, see you tomorrow. Okay goodnight. Eva dear.”

“Very well, you need to find the diamond hair tie, the silver hair spray, and the golden bobby pins. Find the wise woman in the forest of fears to get the bobby pins, she will tell you where to go next.”

“Very well, you need to find the diamond hair tie, the silver hair spray, and the golden bobby pins. Find the wise woman in the forest of fears to get the bobby pins, she will tell you where to go next.”

“Y’all ready.” She flipped her blond hair. William and Tyler stared “Stop drooling and come on.” She said pushing open the screen door and yelling her

As soon as she leaves, I stand before my full-length mirror to admire the silk, square cut dress that shimmers an iridescent blue and purple. I twist and turn in front of the mirror, analysing myself from all angles. The dress shows the curves of my slender body, yet covers enough skin to keep me modest. Best of all, my legs still appear long underneath the knee-length dress. When my eyes drift up towards my head, I release a muffled chuckle. Okay, I do look silly with the towel on my head. I unbind my hair from the towel, allowing the towel to fall on the floor beside me, while my long hair cascades in thick curls down my back. When damp, it curls with ease, making me wish it would stay curly instead of the frizzy waves it produces once