After an argument in Tagalog between Lola and Lolo (which I did not understand if you were wondering), they turned to my sibling and me for a confrontation. Of course, I was interrogated first.
"Why did you do it?" Lola questioned. I pondered about this question for a moment when I remembered I had gotten my sister's consent.
"'Cause she let me!" I explained. At least half of Gabby's hair was gone, one side a mid-back length, and the other stopping at the tip of her ear. After my amazing explanation for cutting my sister's hair, Lola called my mom. I don't exactly know where the conversation went, but mostly because I was stuck inside the master bedroom as punishment.
At home, I was lectured. Back then, my attention span, on a scale of 1-10, was about a -3. My dad got home, and I got lectured again. Apparently, no one told him his eldest daughter cut his younger daughter's hair in a totally unfashionable way. Eventually, my parents let it go (please don't start singing). Mom got Gabby's hair fixed at a professional salon, just kidding they went to the mall's "Kid's Cuts". Now, I know that you have to think before you act!
STAI LEGGENDO
How Red Strands Fall
Storie breviA bored five year old and her little sister being left alone while knowing where everything is without supervision=not a good idea
