"The Forgotten One."
I chopped off all of my hair in a fit of rage I had just woken up from and it looked just like my brother's head did when he had cancer...I was grateful I got to experience what he must of felt like. I've heard his voice saying he didn't want to die...I was so angry he did. Now my dad's died too. Anyway, this is a wig my niece gave me.
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