Complicated
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  • Reads 29
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 2
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Jun 28, 2018
This is a story about a "little" 16 year old girl who's life is just a bit...complicated.
Her name's Harper rosewood. 
Harper was already special from the beginning...You see her hair wasn't normal it always changed these weird colors depending on her mood. Weather it was sad or mad. She didn't know why she just knows it on her father's side. When she was little he used to use it to entertain her when she was little, or when she was sad after an art peice gone wrong...even when her mom passed...later on she learned to use it herself for when the same thing happened to her father. Ever since she lost the last thing she loved most she's been closed of and quiet. EXEPT when her and her bestfriend Abigail where together then u better watch out cause you're In for a messy experience.♡


| COLOR MEANING CHART |

blue - sad               black - deadly 
red - angry            yellow - happiness/joy
pink - love              purple - fear
green - disgust

silver - indifferent/ her natural hair color  





(NOTE: this is rlly just a small story my friend likes to read so Im continuing it and stuff but this is my first story so if you do happen to read it  constructive criticism is always nice♡)
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