Everybody in our family has different hair. My dad is bald his head is shiny like a Qball in pool ,and shines bright in the light. My hair is dark as the night, similar to the outside of an oreo. It always does what it want, never follows directions. Alana’s hair is like murky water, similar to a marsh or river. Alana's ' hair is thick and straight. She doesn't need to comb it. Dominic's hair is short and stubby--like fresh cut grass.
       But my mother's hair, my mother's hair, like little a tree, like little branches and sticks all different and straight because she straightened it that day. When you see it, it changes like the seasons. Morning are like the winter, and afternoons like the spring. Hair like branches, hair strong as a tree.