YOU.
YOU I have beautiful, naturally curly, black hair. I sometimes run my tiny fingers through it though. I did it at breakfast one morning awhile ago. My friends and I were talking and eating slow. The two of you by yourselves at the next table. Our laughter must have made you irritable. Was it jealousy that we were lighthearted and didn't include “the untouchables”? “Don't do that!” you screamed. “We don't want YOUR dandruff and head lice in OUR FOOD!” She looked at you with pride as her ugly,... Sign in to see full entry.