Parents

It was dark when she woke up. She got up and pulled the big pair of scissors which was under her pillow. She went to the bathroom and stood before the huge mirror. She lifted the scissors. The pony tails were hanging around her neck. Always there even the night in her bed. They looked like two sleeping snakes stealing her energy. Her personal torment which alienated her from the rest of the world.

The terrible parents and the angel of death will visit Wattpad every 15 days from now on...