Thread:Lady Howl/@comment-4881935-20130125205446/@comment-5993193-20130130173817

Its supposed to be another hot day tomorrow, and my younger sister told me I should let my hair down instead of keeping it in a bun under the ski mask. She even volunteered to help brush it. Normally, I would say no, but looking into her eyes, I cannot help but agree with a slight nod. Leading me by the hand, she sits me down with my back leaning against the foot of the bed. Slowly, as if she could hurt me she begins removing my head gear starting with my goggles followed by my ski mask. Her hands begin un-working my bun, but she struggles not to pull it as the heat from the day has made my hair tough.

With a final tug my hair is free to fall tangled down the small of my back. Minia begins to stroke my hair in long strokes murmuring softly how she thinks my coal colored hair should be displayed more often as it would make me stand out, seeing as nearly everyone else has light shades of brown. Minia is so innocent, yet she makes me wish I had the courage to display my hair for everyone to see. She just cannot seem to comprehend that I wear goggles to hide my heterochromia and the ski mask to hide my hair.

Placing the the comb down little Minia with her long bare maturing legs walks over to our desk to get the mirror. With the barest trace of a skip in her step she comes over and bends over with a smile holding the mirror for me to see the results of her effort and love. It makes me want to cry, because only little Minia could make me feel normal in a society that would look on me otherwise not. Maybe, tomorrow I will wear my hair down, but keep the goggles on.

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Hope i took it in an acceptable direction.