Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Journal 31: Gossip

Gossip can be harmful.  Katie Hayworth gossips all the time.  I told Miss Katie that if she gossiped, than she would grow a mullet and she would never be able to cut it into a different hair style or grow it out.  Unfortunetly, she did not believe me when I told her, so she kept on gossiping day and night.  She gossiped so much that she started to run an online magazine that said all the gossip in the county.  One the tenth night after her magazines debut, she noticed her hair was shorter than she thought.  However, she kept on publishing embarrassing story after embarrassing story.  It was getting pretty late, so Katie decided she would finally go to bed, and then work on the website again in the morning.  
Like usual, Katie woke up at 6:45 in the morning to shower.  First, she had to sort through her numerous twitter notifications and texts.  So she finally looked at all the latest news and gossip, and decided to head for the shower. She turned the water up as hot as it could go, and stepped into the steam.  She squeezed some shampoo into her hand, and she lathered it into her hair.  There was something strange about her hair today...the usual bouncy curls that jumbled on the top of her head seemed to be more wavy, like they were shorter.  But the on the back of her head, her long hair still remained.  When she felt the chopped front of her hair, she realized what had happened.  She thought back to what her good friend had once said, "If you gossip too much, you will grow a mullet and it will stay like that forever".  Katie quickly washed the shampoo out of her hair and ran to the fogged up mirror above the bathroom sink.  She resembled a soggy Billy Ray Cyrus back in his "achy breaky heart" days.  Her heart was probably more achy and breaky that his ever was as she looked at her horrendous mullet.  She needed to find a way to get her precious curls back.  She rushed to her iPhone and deleted her magazine at once.  She could still feel the mullet getting choppier as she craved to write the gossipy stories she read this morning.  Then she died.

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