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Her hair brought too much attention

She had the loveliest hair, but it brought too much attention to her. Shaquita was shy; she did not like people to approach or speak. I will braid it, her mother said, but what can we do with your face? People gravitate to beautiful people. You don’t have a chance. And her mother was right. Everyone wanted to be her friend.

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