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Descriptive Essay About Perfection

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Perfection. Everybody strives for it, but none receive it. Perfection is different to each human body.
To one, it may be the perfect face, the skinniest body. To another it may be, becoming the star athlete. And yet to another, it may be, going to Harvard. Perfection is up to you. Until the day it’s not.

“To be or not to be that is thy question.”
I roll my eyes. It 's the end of the day and all I want to do is go home. I glance back at the clock. 3 minutes. I sigh and turn my attention back to the movie.
The teacher stops and says “ Okay, We will start the movie back up next week. You guys may pack up now.” He sits back down and everyone moves to pack up.
I put up my books and the bell rings. As I walk out class my father calls me. …show more content…

“Okay, so what is it exactly that you want?”
“Uh, well I want one side cut to my chest and the other side shaved”
Julie smiles. “Alright, easy enough.”
She raises my chair and starts to cut one side of my hair. I look at the floor. There are at least 5 inches on the floor. I sigh silently.
When she is finished with that side she quickly cuts the other side as short as it can go.
Julie grabs the hair clippers and starts to shave it. After a minute or so she turns it off and flips me around to look in the mirror. For the first time in a while, I let out a genuine smile.
“Well?”
I look back at her, smiling still. “It’s awesome.”
She smiles.”Alright, what color do you want?”
“I- Uh, don’t actually know. I was hoping one would come to me but..”
Julie giggles, “Why don’t you try..” She moves a few bottles of hair dye around. “rainbow?”
“Alright,” I say my cheeks heating up, though I 'm not sure why.
Julie leans my chair back and puts on gloves, starting to put the dye in. “So why did you move?” Julie asks.
I move a little squirming.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that.”
“No, it;s okay. Last year I wasn’t is the right mental place. I got really depressed. I started harming myself and- Well I was getting bullied a lot and we moved before anything.”
Julie frowns.
“I really sorry that happened to you, babe.”
I blush slightly as she goes to the back.
She comes back out, her phone in hand. “It’s gonna take about 25 to 30 minutes for

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