Afro-textured hair

“Which one?” She followed his gaze. “The one with the black hair.” “Uh oh, no, Magnus don’t even think about it. That’s Alec Lightwood. He’s one of the most popular kids in our school, right after his adopted brother Jace Herondale. He’s straight.” Camille warned him. “No he’s not. Look at how he stares at Jace. Now compare…

ginger minger and wotsit are just a few of the unacceptable names that gingers are being called everyday, just because we are different. We need to be ginger and proud. To this day, gingers are still being tormented, abused and bullied because of their hair colour. You may know that in many countries, such as America-being ginger is thought to be something to celebrate and many will be drawn to you because of it. This is due to the fact that out of the ginger population, most gingers are found…

Prior to the release of the DSM-5 in 2013, Trichotillomania, also known as hair-pulling disorder, was classified as an impulse control disorder in DSM-IV-TR. This disorder involves the perennial pulling of one's hair from various parts of their body.. These behaviors are often done in privacy, are more common in adult females and often become prevalent on the onset of puberty. Many people with trichotillomania try to stop the picking but feel like they just can’t. The sense of being unable to…

The face of Nicholas Easter was slightly hidden by a display rack filled with slim cordless phones, and he was looking not directly at the hidden camera but somewhere off to the left, perhaps at a customer, or perhaps at a counter where a group of kids hovered over the latest electronic games from Asia. Though taken from a distance of forty yards by a man dodging rather heavy mall foot traffic, the photo was clear and revealed a nice face, clean-shaven with strong features and boyish good looks.…

That morning, as Theo Jacobson awoke from his slumber, the only thing on His mind was qualifying for the regional track meet. For weeks, Theo had spent his afternoon's training for this meet, He had never put this much effort into anything; most were shocked by this new behavior as His peers saw Theo as lazy. Eventually, Theo rolled out of bed only to find that he gained a great deal of weight. His vision still blurry, He decides to head to the bathroom only to discover that his body is no…

entirely. But here I was. The fear of my parents was only slightly over come by the desire to do something for myself, two feelings that would grow side by side for several more years of my life. The stylist ran her hand through all fourteen inches of my hair. “How short?” she asked me, her eyes meeting mine in…

Water, Lucy tries to change her hair to look like her idol, Marilyn Monroe. In turn she is erasing of trying to get rid of her natural hair which was given to her from her ancestors and it apart of her culture. This is best shown when Tecumseh thinks " Lum says Lucy wants to be Marilyn Monroe because no one gives a damn about Indians but everybody likes blondes. Even Indians." (King,23). This quotation shows that the people of Truth realize that Lucy is changing her hair to look like Marilyn…

other than his picture online. I know you can post any picture you want. I thought he was gorgeous in those pictures. He pulls up at the gas station about three minutes after I got there. He is this tall 5’10”, gorgeous in the face, light brown hair, brown eyed man, that bends down to me in my car and says, “Hi, how are you? Are you ready to go back to my house; it is out in the country a little ways?” I knew when he leaned into my car, that he was the one for me. I know he is very…

It is January of 2005, and I am on my way to Columbus for my first chemotherapy. I was diagnosed with breast cancer in October of last year. My two sons, Jeff and Jason are coming with me. Jeff driving, Jason sitting in the passenger seat and I 'm in the back seat of the 2002 GMC Envoy. I glance out the window and watch as we pass the Shoe. It is chilly outside and the winds were powerful on this winter day, snows covering the trees and the ground, it’s a beautiful sight of a winter wonderland.…

My heart thumps like a bass drum in my ears as I run. I can barely breathe but I don’t stop. I reach my car, crank the engine and put my foot to the floor. Driving through the streets of Brisbane to the highway, I start to think over Alice’s and my relationship. “You should come over this weekend. We can work on our project.” I messaged her late at night. “Okay, I’ll ask my parents.” Alice answers quickly before confirming she can. On Saturday morning, she arrives at my house. We work on our…