“ I was born to be a cosmetologist” When I was a little girl I hated my hair because it was really long and thick, it always caused me headaches. It was close to summer and I was not going to be putting my hair up all the time like in the past years so I decided to explore around the house looking for some scissors. I went drawer to drawer and couldn’t find anything until I went inside my granny’s room and finally found what I was looking for. All I needed to do was to make sure no one was looking my way . On my way to the restroom I passed by the kitchen and picked up a chair to be able to see myself in the mirror. When I got to the restroom I grabbed my hair and started cutting it piece by piece. While half way done cutting one side
