Aussomehair Stories

When I was younger I wanted to be bald. Written for the #AussomeHair contest!

13 year old Tiana never knows what to do with their hair. They recently told their parents they are gender fluid. They are always between wanting to cut their hair or l...

I decided to do a challenge enen though I'm not Canadian. I hope you like it. :)

#Aussomehair I'm writing this for the Aussomehair Contest!

#aussomehair Hey, this is the first contest of mine with teen fiction. This story revolves around a girl who was little childish beauty queen with curly dark brown hai...

My hair has been a big part of my life, and many people criticize my hair for being very long. But I've learned to stop those words from hurting me and to be confident w...

This is a sorry talking about the reasons why I love my hair.

I was afraid of people judging me for who I am, and the worst bit was... they did. They didn't physically hurt me or tease me, but the looks they gave me. How no one eve...

An orphan finds herself with yet again a strange family. When this orphan felt the need to run for her life she discovered something very interesting about herself .

A comical short story about a teen cutting her own hair, dying it red, and the chaos that ensues. Note: I do not own the cover art.

17-year-old Emili (M-ill-eye)is passionate about the country and horses. She'd much rather spend her time rolling down hills than stay home and relax. This obsession o...

For Amber, her hair is everything, it's who she is. (Short Story. Word count 467)

A young bronze girls journey to discover self-confidence with her hair. #Aussomehair #petqlsgrqce Short story for the Aussie contest. All women should be confident in t...

-My entry for the aussomehair contest-

When I was in first grade in elementary, I remember this one girl who came up to me and told me that she hated my hair and that I should try to find other hairstyles suc...

Hannah Robbins, a Detective in NYPD, an inspiration for many in her department. One day she wakes up and forgets about herself for few brief moments but she don't know...

My hair is a symbol of who I am. I can't let anyone change it. If I do I am letting them change me.

A story about being who you want to be