Okay,

I was dreaming that my aunt, *who i hate*, was styling my hair. I hated it. Even when I was young she would come over to my house and make it all baby doll like.

So, she put it in pigtails and put these stupid bows in them! After she was done I went to the mirror to see. I couldn't stop looking at the stupid pink bows that were in my hair. I wanted them out and they slowly unraveled and fell to the ground almost in slow motion.

I was a bit scared at first. I thought to myself, "Wait, this doesn't happen."

So, it dawned on me. I can't begin to describe the...bliss I felt when I realized that I was dreaming.

I looked in the mirror and wanted my hair darker. I have light brown hair and I've always loved dark hair.I ran my fingers through my hair and it went a shade darker. I stared laughing and I told my Aunt that I wanted her to go. She got up and left without a word. I looked back to the mirror and broke it. It shattered with me just kind of slapping it, lol.

I took a shard and started cutting my hair. Only, it didn't get shorter. I wanted to use the shard for a curler. I love curly hair.

When I was done I saw all the curls in my now dark hair.

Then everything went to blackness and I woke up.