Don't Touch My Hair!

As I set there, in my chair I realized that I was the only girl with this unique look. I was not like her, but why was that such a disadvantage? Was it my hair and its coils? Was it my ebony skin? Was it because I wasn't thin? This audition was the only thing I ever wanted but yet all I felt was insecure. I needed this job not just for me but for my mom and so I must stand up for myself... She should not have touched my hair and all its glory and so I did the unthinkable and I...