Ivory
Icy water slammed over me, pulling me out of my sleep with a jolt. I cried out, my eyes darting around before focusing on the few maids hovering around my bed.
"Get up, you freak. The palace won't clean itself, you know?" One of the girls bit out, and when I moved, a horrifying retaliation came over me.
All my hair fell off my shoulders and chest, tumbling in the bed underneath me.
"W- what happened to my hair??" I cried out in shock on touching my hair fast and realizing it was very short.
"We cut it cause it was weirding us out too much." The first maid, a brunette, bit out with a sick grin on.
I sat frozen, unable to utter a single word as they all walked out, leaving me with my sniped hair. I felt numb all over, completely unsure of how to react.
I've always hated this hair cause it was one of the reasons I was always mocked while growing up. However, it still hurt so much to be treated like my feelings didn't matter at all.
