Laughter resounds in the space, from all the mirrors. Something stabs my right arm, sending pain shooting through the area. "Please," I beg. Again, I'm met with laughter. "I told you," The reflection behind me grips my hair tightly, pulling my head back. "You shouldn't have touched the water."When her grip loosens, I feel my hair out of its bun. Before I can touch it, something drops on my lap. I look down. A bundle of my hair. "I gave you a haircut," the Allison in front of me says. "You needed it."I blindly feel the back of my head, wincing through the pain from lifting my arm. My hair... Half the length is gone. Allison's image in the mirror in front of me fades, leaving behind my broken, bloodied reflection. I look like I've been through hell. I feel like I've been through hell. Her voice sounds from behind me. "You should be grateful. Your hair looked terrible before." She giggles. "I helped you fix it, and you should thank me."I remain quiet, glaring. I hate her,
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