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-This is continuation of the story “Dad got me a short haircut”
The Day I had dreaded the most about was here again.
I performed quite well in my academics this year and I thought in the 12th grade I would atleast have longer hair unlike 11th grade where my dad would never let my hair grow past my ears.
It was summer vacations so no going to the institute and no studies. My hair had finally started touching my shoulder I would mostly keep it tied so my dad doesn’t end up thinking about it.
It was all good until he mentioned that I need to go get my haircut, I was shocked. I just refused and told him that its too hot to be outside to which he replied with a ‘ok’. I was so happy about not having to see that hair stylist she almost shaved me bald the last time I was in her chair.
It was 10 around the morning the next day when my dad called me,as soon as I entered the living room and I saw the same hairstylist. I literally wanted to run away but I obviously couldn’t she passed a smile and I did the same.
My dad then goes ”Unnati is here to give you a nice haircut” and she says to me ”Your hair has grown so much”.I just cringed at the way she said that but forced a smile.My dad said I would get a haircut in my room the other girl who accompanied unnati quickly set all her stuff on the table near my mirror and put some paper on the floor probably for the hair that will fall.
Then the same girl secured a cape around me and unnati stepped in. She asked “So what are we doing today”?.
I said ‘A trim would be good’ to which both my dad and her laughed. My dad said just do that pixie cut. I started sobbing with helplessness and anger and I practically begged him to not cut my hair short. I told him, ”Dad I have performed well can please have a chin length bob please”. I literally had tears in my eyes but they were to no use.
Dad told her to go for a pixie cut and told me ”You need to stop creating a ruckus right now,grow up. Unnati make it shorter than pixie go for a short boycut”.
I knew I couldn’t do anything what worse than a pixie I thought but here we were, soon dad said he was going for some important work he left within 15 minutes till unnati was spraying and brushing my hair.
When he went I told her to not make it short but she grinned and said ‘I am gonna have so much fun’.I was sobbing like a kid.She then took a scissors and started to cut my hair at my jaw. Long black hair started to hit the floor and I couldn’t control my tears. Unnati being the bitch she is said ”This is just the start save those tears”.I really don’t know why my dad only calls her to do my hair. Soon she had cut the hair on my left and I could feel the hair at my chin and she continued the same on the right. She forced my Head down and I could feel the scissors at my nape. She then pulled my chin up and said see this is a chin length bob. But we, We are going shorter.
To be continued
