Novel & Cerita Head Shaving Stories

Apparently, Keanu once spent hours trying to convince their father that their dog could speak English and got hugely let down. Another time, he decided to cut his own hair because he thought the barber made him look like a mushroom. He hacked off chunks in the bathroom mirror and then tried to glue some of it back when he realized how bad it looked. "Dad had to shave his head completely and he refused to leave the house for a week and wore a hoodie everywhere." She burst out laughing, and the image of Keanu completely bald made me join in. None of the stories matched the controlled, intimidating man I had come to know.

He asks. I glance at him. "No." I say. "Well it looks good on you." I smile. "Thanks. I always hated my curly hair. It's too troublesome when I comb it." He laughs. "And did I ever tell you that I like how you wear your cap like that?" I ask. "Do you know the reason why I always wear a cap?" He asks. I shake my head. "There's a reason for that?" He nods. "When I was a freshman here, the seniors cut a portion from my hair when I was asleep and it went a little bald so I had to wear a cap to cover it."

I just rubbed my forehead and sobbed as I watched her pain. 'Would you like more twin? Wait a minute... Hahaha' Shanna put down her work and went to get the men's haircut. I have no idea what to call it. Isn't that something I've seen before? I'm not sure. And my eyes widened the next moment she balded Sheena! Ohgosh! 'Please don't... Don't touch my hair! 'Please,' she begged. Shit! "That's the bald Sheena from three years ago, and her hair has become long again," Harry explained.

Shaved Head spat blood on my shoe with a muffled grunt behind the tape. I sighed, stood up. “Rip it off.” Rico tore the tape and then shaved head sucked in air and snarled. “I ain’t telling you shit. Do whatever. I’m not talking.” I smiled, slow. “Everybody talks.” The other guy whimpered. “Please, man, I just drive—” “Shut up, Lee!” Shaved Head snapped. I nodded once and then in a split second, my fist cracked against his jaw until both he and the chair he was tied to hit the floor.

"Like... the second you shut your eyes, something might be right there behind you? I swear I can't even rinse my damn hair without thinking someone's about to burst in through the door or window. It's ridiculous, right?" He gave a quick laugh, not waiting for my answer. "There's a funny story behind it, so now I just keep my eyes open. It stings like hell when the shampoo gets into my eyes, so I bought some goggles to help with that." He hummed again, off-key, before adding, almost cheerfully, "I'm bored, so I'll tell you the story. I had this guy once—Frankie. Big guy, shoulders like a fridge. Thought he was smarter than me."

Deck said and laid on the sofa like a tired old man. Outside of the headquarters, many people are gathered, shouting and protesting, some over-enthusiastic asses are trying to break the barricade and one mighty young girl slapped the officer who was trying to calmly explain the situation to them. The people are trying to mess with the officers, according to the law officers can kill them in case of breaking the peace of the city. I wish I could be the officer but my luck is bad, and see it’s even worse because I’m telling you this story. I wanted an adventure in my life too, I’m crying… Ah haha! (With laughter).

When he saw the bald patch on her scalp, he shouted, "So your hair got burned too. I thought I was the only one, hahaha." The boy’s Korean idol hairstyle had burned into something resembling an African tribal cut, his face blackened and ridiculous. After hearing what he said, the crowd on the shore burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha, I am dying of laughter!" "Vanessa is definitely going to be stuck with the nickname bald beauty for life, hahaha..." "Hahaha..." The students’ ringing laughter made Vanessa’s face turn pale as a slab of liver. Her eyes bulged as if they were about to split, her pupils filled with fury.

We’d just discussed staying at his condo. “That’s why Craft called Cody. Cody’s mom is a doctor. She’s going to help with your head. What exactly happened, anyway?” When I touched the gash in my forehead, my finger became wet. “I stood up too fast in the shower and got dizzy, then slipped on the wet tile and hit my head. It was stupid.” “Oh god, were you giving him a blow job in the shower?” She gasped. “Kelsey, how many times have I told you, don’t actually go on your knees when sucking cock, you’ll get cramps, a kinked neck, and lightheadedness.”

The last thing Vanessa wanted was him going to confront Eve for telling her to stay away from him. Vanessa sighed, then opened the door wider for him to come in, hoping she wouldn't end up regretting her decision. Once Henry stepped in, Vee gently shut the door behind her. "What happened?" Vanessa asked as soon as she came face to face with the back of his head. It was obvious a small portion of his hair was scrapped so the injury tape plaster could fit in. "Nothing to worry about. I'm fine. It will heal in a few days and my hair will grow back." Henry said, taking a seat on the couch in her room. He had disguised his head with a face cap all afternoon to avoid questions and sympathy.