Hairography

I remember when I was golden, not just a regular gold but a gold that shined throughout Denver when the Sun it me. All the other blondes were jealous especially Brendan Mackey's, we hadn't met but he'd heard of me. I was also long and when i flipped a cool wind would blow. I have always been complimented and stared at, and frankly I really enjoy. Then about the time of third grade i began to get darker but, I still i was kind of blonde and still long and silky. Then i turned one i woke up went to the mirror and my hair was dark like black, muddy water. Maybe this is a sign that I was maybe losing my innocents like Esparanza since this happened around 8th grade. Another thing is this is the time I bagged the long hair and started cutting it shorter. This may symbolize that inside I am trying to become more mature. I may be older but i know one thing I will always be that lovable blonde when i was just a little guy.