It was time to let my locks go. Every Time I would visit California my Mom would always ask me if she could cut my hair. I would always say "no" but this time I had called her and told her to have the clippers ready. Having my Locks for those 8 Years were some of the best memories of my life. But this day of them getting cut was arguably the best day of my life to move on and grow.

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