None of my family has the same type of hair. My mother’s hair is thin like paper, but softer than a bunny. My oldest brother Max has hair that’s curly like a curly fry. Spencer, the next in line, has hair that resembles a sidewalk, flat. His hair is dark, darker than a midnight sky. The next one is Jack, whose hair is a light brown, light brown like a cardboard box. Then there’s me, with dark brown hair and a little purple at the bottom that looks like a plum.
January 17, 2018