One day, with the assistance of a friend, she cut all her hair off. Well, not all of it, but she said all of it because it sounded more dramatic. No, in reality, she cut off thirteen inches of hair, leaving her hair shorter than she could ever remember it being. It was a spontaneous and reckless act, and was more fun then she imagined it being. Everyone kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, for her to realize what she’d done, and to freak out. But it didn’t, and she didn’t. In fact, she loved her new hair. It was message to the world, but what it actually represented, well; she hadn’t quite figured that out yet. But it was certainly a sign of something.
Fiction: Hair Cut (126 words)