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July 23, 2009
By HaAne Charuglaf BRONZE, Spring Lake, North Carolina
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one morning it began,
getting up out of my bed,
i go to the mirror and i see my head.
What a shock to my surprise,
i wanted to go back under my covers and just hide.
My hair looked so messed up i didnt realize,
that it dosent matter how i look on thee outside, but how i look in the inside.

The author's comments:
when ever i wake up, the first thing i do is look in the mirror. I thought i could never walk out the house with my hair looking messed up until my sister told me "who cares what you look like, you should be happy with the way you look" .
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