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VK Original Story: Childhood MemoryVK Original Story: Childhood Memory by EzmeAG98
'It was one of those times when my mom liked to do my hair and have some daughter and mother time before I went of to training or if my father was having some quality time with my teacher:
I was sitting on my mother’s and father’s big bed that fit three: Me, Mother, and Father. She had pulled up her big full body length mirror against the foot of the bed. I had my legs underneath me, hands folded in my lap while my mother sat behind me cross-legged playing with my hair.
My hair was out of it’s regular half up, half down style I had adored so much as a child. My mother hated how I had it like that every single day, even for special occasions. It was the only hair style I could do when I was younger.
My mother was currently french braiding it, trying the style with my bangs in. “Sweety, Kamie. Can you put your head down a little please.” my mother asked in her soft, elegant voice she always spoke to me with. “Yes, mother.” I repli
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