When I was in second grade, I had the most beautiful long blonde hair. It was naturally curly and flowed all the way down my back. My mother got complimented on it everywhere we went. One night while I was sleeping my brother cut my hair off while I was sleeping! And I am not just talking an inch or so, I am talking my hair was a short as his and he had a little bit of a grown out buzz cut. I was humiliated when I got to school. But I look back now and just laugh. However I must say my hair has never been shorter than my shoulders since. I think it somewhat scared me for life.