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Submitted to Contest #275
Shhh A chill wind slaps her hair into her face. The strands are offensively straight, chopped off with the snip of the scissors. Shhh, the sound of it still echoes. With each strand cut loose, the sharp metal whispered to the hair to be quiet. Quiet the crying, quiet the stories you hold, quiet your ancestors, and quiet the generations to come. Hair is her lifeline, just as it was her parents’ and their parents’ before them. Generations dating back from before history was written grew into those strands of hair. Past, present, and future we...
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