Locks of dirty blond hair fell upon two bony shoulders. Tangled in the midst of this mass were leaves of many sorts; flowers of the rainbow, and even an unidentified object that resembled a floret of broccoli. Despite nature’s garbage can that resided in this heap of hair, it was rather beautiful. Beauty flourished when she would dance around in the sunlight, the rays forever highlighting chocolate and gold strands.
This woman knew no makeup, never sought to hide her naturally bronze complexion, not even when an unruly blemish would appear out of the blue. Rosy cheeks lifted up her full face and cushioned a pair of bright green eyes. Her eyes were only brightest when a certain boy plastered an unforgettable smile upon her face. Slowly her lips would widen and thin to part, revealing a near perfect smile. In between squared teeth was obvious leftover food due to sloppy mastication, but her rose red lips munching away at gum easily distracted one from her un-flossed maxillas teeth.
In her early years she was referred to as dumbo, but later on she grew into her ears. Not only did they serve as hooks for her hair, they were decorated with jewels by pins pierced through the thick skin. From the many jewels dangled long strands of beads and ribbons, some of which matched her necklaces. All together she wore twenty or more long necklaces, correlating each one with a specific bracelet, in a specific order. If they were not put on correctly they could not intertwine to create organized chaos of the clutter. Her most prized possession she wore on her right hand, a single silver ring with a rose embellished on the top. Day after day she’d clean it to its perfection and take more care of it than anything else on her body.
A hemp bag fell from her shoulder, holding valuable products that she could not leave the house with. Everyone knew she had an everlasting supply of homemade truffles, toilet seat covers, soy jerky and homemade earrings. What no one knew was that she had blueberry gas reducing pills stuffed away in an inconspicuous pocket. Her fair share of secrets were hidden within that oversized bag, losing it would put a small dent in her heart. Especially if she had to suffer the loss of her Buffalo Springfield keychain that got her through the nerve-racking science fair in third grade.

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