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"where were you" my father was pissed, he usually like this when he's drunk. "O-over my friend's house," I said a bit low but loud enough to be heard. He gets up from his armchair "you? Friends? I already heard what happen at your school, you have no friends."

"YES I DO! YOU DON'T KNOW!" I cover my mouth, I never yell like that. I look up at my father in fear of what he's going to do.  He grabs me by my arm and takes me to the bathroom. I try to pull back "wait! Wait! I'm sorry!"

"Shouldn't have yelled" he was really pissed. He throws me onto the floor and grabs his clippers. "Dad wait! Please" he didn't listen. He turns them on and shaves my hair off. "You think I didn't hear the nickname they gave you? Baldi, couldn't think of a better one myself" I started to kick and push him off. I managed to kick is private and chin to which he let me go. I ran to my room and look at myself. Patches of my hair were left, I didn't have my fluffy orange hair anymore, instead what was left is just a bald kid staring into a mirror wondering what he ever did wrong.

I sat down on my bed and cover myself with my hands and knees. "What did I ever do?! I got good grades, I'm always following the rules,
All I ever did was be good! Why does everyone treat me as if I did everything wrong to them.."

Later that night I skipped dinner. I really wasn't hungry and I didn't want to be in the same room as my dad. I waited until they went to bed to go to the bathroom. I stare at myself one more time before shaving the rest of my hair off, I watched as it fell into the sink. When I was done I didn't have any hair, no specks, nothing. I sigh, "its too late to go back now"

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