Head Shaving Story Novels & Stories

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 could have done with Zena, after all. Some of little Kayleigh’s hair had to be shaved.” I put my confession on hold, set my own needs aside for the moment. Feelings were more important right now and I empathised with the child. My scalp had stopped smarting but the shock factor was still there. “What? Did the doc operate?” I queried. He shook his head. “It was just the singed area.” “Oh, my Goddess! How does she look?” “Fine. I bought her a beret.” “Let Mom loose,” I advised. The Alpha stared at me. “Hello, she used to practically run a beauty salon.”

But that choice was getting ripped from me, just like my grandmother, just like the family I'd always wanted but never had. "Hey, it looks like they're going to have to shave part of your head." Fallon scrunched up her nose as she kept reading the discharge papers, "Just the right side though." "That's going to look hot." I laughed as the limo pulled onto the highway. "Watch it become a trend." She rolled her eyes. "It's going to be a hashtag in a few hours." "Yeah." I had to focus on the teasing, because if I thought about someone cutting into my skull it kind of made me want to puke.

Finally she came around to my front, and pick up a small section to look at the ends. “OH honey. What did you do to this beautiful hair?” Sharon asked as she released my hair. “It….it was all shaved off back in November. Before that I trimmed the ends myself when it needed it.” I explained quietly. “Why would anyone shave of such beautiful hair?” “Pun….punishment.” “They should have their head shaved for such a sin. Do you still do your own trimming?” “Umm. Only if the ends look bad.” “Tsk. No more of that young lady.”

Adan was standing behind him, holding a buzzing shaving machine in his hand with an exaggerated air of confidence. “Are you sure you know how to do this?” Ryan asked worriedly. “Of course! Who do you think worked on everyone’s hair?” Adan replied. “Just relax. You’ll look just like us. Handsome and smouldering.” Adan began to shave off Ryan’s hair and Ryan felt a wave of emotion course through him. Seeing his father, grandfather, brother and best friend shave their heads to support him made him feel very touched. Now that he was shaving his head, he didn’t feel bad about losing his hair.

He says, “Well, that is the most outlandish story I have ever heard but it doesn’t mean you are lying. Instead, I think that you have had an experience that I would never wish to. I will help you get out of here before the cops find you.” Hearing him say that I relax back onto the couch and sigh. He turns to me and says, “First of all, we need to get rid of that hair. We either have to bleach it or shave it off, because you are all over the television and newspapers front pages. I am surprised that no one has recognized you yet in this town.” Realizing that he is right, I ask him one more thing before he shaves my head and makes me unrecognizable to those around me. “Why are you doing

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."

“Tell me more.” “The bald heads were an absolute shocker for one,” She said, so serious that Killian burst into laughter. “I kid you not, Kill… here I was, mentally prepared to at least cut my hair up to my chin, but they just casually had everything off, and when I saw them, I was just like, hell no… I’m not doing this shit.”

I put my hair together since it’s so windy. I screamed when Shayne put her two hands on my head and pushed my head to drown my head. She laughed loud when I stood up. I did the same thing she did to me before I run as fast as I can when she tried to reach my head one more time. I screamed when she threw a sand on my back. We’re just laughing and screaming while we’re catching each other and throwing a sand. *** We simultaneously looked at our Dad when he yelled our name and said we’re going to eat already. I run as fast as I can to the cottage and grabbed my towel to dry myself, Shayne hasn’t stopped from laughing.

Minos started untying the horses, "Come on, help me get these to the manor." Robb fastened the bedroll he used back on one of the horses. They both walked quietly up the mountain trail. Minos was itching to talk but held his tongue. He doesn't know how to begin explaining to the kid everything that happened last night. In times like these, he usually resorts to small-talk. "Do you shave your head?" he asked the kid, noting the prickly stubbles that has now started growing on his top "Ashvell shaves my head. I'm too lazy to wash my hair, so I prefer it this way."