Red Hair
Hair. Something we all have to some extent, whether it's on our head or somewhere else. I'll be focusing on the ones on my head on this post. The name ''Red'' obviously comes from the color of my hair. Well, not just that, but it definitely started that way. It has become the color of my very essence. Red is the color of passion and fierceness, in my opinion at least. And I have found myself with more passions than I can count. ''Hair is a woman's crown''. That's a sentence I took to heart in my youth. I wanted to grow my hair long and beautiful, so I could make all kinds of do's on it. I died it red when I was 12 years old. It started off as a mild copper-hue, but sooner or later it became full on bright red. And I loved it. When I turned 15, I was having trouble fitting in. Everyone else had ''normal'' hair, so I made my own so as well. I died it brown with blonde highlights. I also cut it. For a while I felt c...