Ponytail

As I flip my head over to get my ponytail up high my hair fall perfectly into place without me having to brush it. My contacts pop into my eyes instantly on my first try. I put on my cozy and comfortable blue Nike running shoes and opened the door. I am greeted by a wave a cool air…

yearbook committee in the back, talking in hushed tones, and the occasional stray teacher, but that was all. The air was thick with heat in south California, causing Dory to curse her natural long dark blue locks, which was pulled back in its usual ponytail. It was quiet, too quiet! She slammed her head against the table wondering how she had gotten into this mess. She took the towel to her forehead as she exited the locker room. Another successful practice, with the way this was going they…

It all started one week into my junior year. All my life I have loved to do hair, my mother was never very good at doing it, so from a young age I would do my own hair. I remember days where I would show up with half of my hair in a ponytail because my mom “put it in too tight.” Days would go by where I threw fits when she would try and do it for me, but one day she didn’t. Then days after that, still nothing. I was pretty sure that she had given up on trying to do it! “Yes!” I thought to myself…

known forms of this species have pointed snouts and ears with red insides. They also have some red rimming along their eyes and mouth. One of their most known traits are their large, red, voluminous mane with black tips, which somewhat resembles a ponytail, as a teal bangle down the length separates a mass of the mane from the lower portion. They have a black ruff on their upper body, pointed at the shoulders from which their arms extend. The upper arms are thin, whereas the lower arms, while…

My alarm went off and I jumped out of bed! Today was the day that I was going to Valleyfair with my choir! After throwing my hair in a ponytail, sliding on sandals and putting my contacts in, I was ready to hit the road. I grabbed my sunglasses and hopped in the truck with Sarah. We were off to Mrs. Holmstrom's house. The sun was hot, the air was sticky and we were ready for a good time. Crammed into the little mini van packed like a can of sardines, we hit the road. As we drove down the highway…

“A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow” (William Shakespeare). What is a best friend? To me a best friend is someone you can rely on for everything and anything, especially when the times get tough. It is someone who loves you unconditionally. Someone who will wipe away your tears and not only tell you everything will be OK, but will guide you into a new stage of happiness. But most of all a…

3:24 am. A clock read so. Big, bold, hung against a blue wall. Three photographs hung beside it, including a blue-haired man on his wedding day; with his sister; and with his wife and children. These were much older pictures, but one look this man now would trick a person - he hadn't aged. Instead, this early morn, his yellow eyes glared at the clock's second hand, slack-jawed. An eyebrow twitched and he groaned. Sleep meant nothing. Not to him. While the household slumbered, he passed the…

The server arrived at our table within 2 minutes. Hello, Ma'am how are you today? Can I get you'll start with something to drink? We ordered water, for the time being, we had been talking at had not even looked at the menus. She replied that her name was Rachel and that she would be our server. Rachel returned with our waters and we placed our order with Rachel. Rachel wrote down our orders but did not repeat the orders back to us to confirm the orders. Rachel did not ask would be like to add…

Barb’s glitter ball gown into a masculine yet feminine cowboy outfit, ready for a new adventure in the tiled room filled with imaginations. The girl then takes out a tiny piece of plastic rubber band and gather all of the doll’s hair into a neat ponytail. She finishes the get-up with pair of fancy cowboy boots with intricate designs for a child and a fake leather cowboy hat sits pretty on the bundle of hair.…

from using the NYC subway system and seeing people who appeared to be homeless, talking to themselves, screaming at others and being aggressive. One day, while in Manhattan I was walking down the street when, all the sudden I felt someone tug on my ponytail. I grab my hair and turned around to see who pulled my hair and it was a homeless man, that looked dirty and was talking to himself. He did not pull my hair hard enough that hurt me in anyway, needless to say, I was startled, taken back, it…