Papere's Home Barbershop by trey

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At 13, I would have known what was going on but I was only 10. My Papere (grandpa) called me into his office. He sat me down facing the opposite direction and told me to take my shirt off. I heard him close the door and lock it. He then started rummaging through his closest. I thought he was trying to find a part to finish fixing his gun, but in reality, he was looking for the clippers. The thunder from the passing New Orleans afternoon storms hid the sound of him plugging in the clippers and testing them. All week, he had been asking to take me to the barbershop and I told him I would wait till I got back to Texas. I heard a snapping sound that reminded me of the barbershop and got curious. He asked me if I was ready and I replied for what. He immediately slid the clippers down the middle of my forehead. I was in complete shock. The hair that fell to my feet was so long. He then said that a number 4 was way too long and attached a number 3. He did a few swipes with a number 3 and then switched to a number 2. He clicked the clippers back on and finished me up with a number 2. The amount of hair on the floor scared me to death. I felt like I couldn't breathe. The clippers took off so much hair as he made his first swipe in the back. He turned the clippers off and I went to the bathroom to look. We both stood in the mirror of his bathroom for a while and then he pulled out another pair of clippers for the cabinet of the bathroom and plugged them in. He attached a number 1. I asked him if he was going to cut hIs hair now and he said that mine wasn't short enough. I tried leaving but he stopped me. He clicked it on and moved them towards my head. He hesitated and then went for it. My hair was reduced to only 3mm and you could see my scalp. He finished up and trimmed up the sides. He was trimming up the back and all of a sudden, the clipper went straight to the top of my head. He saw my face and said it wasn't short enough still!!!!! I saw my head and started to feel the stubble. It was very grainy and my head felt really cold. He came around to the front and made a reverse Mohawk. He then shaved the rest off. I then hopped in the shower and he had a look on his face. The same look he had when he was choosing the guard to use. He told me to pass him the shaving cream. He rubbed it across my head very smoothly. He got a new pack of razors and went to town on my head. The first pass of the razor kinda tickled. He did a few more passes and then I realized what was happening. He was shaving me BALD!!!!!! I didn't know he could go any shorter!!!!!!! After he was done, he took some aftershave and rubbed it across my head. It felt so soft and cool after. I was still trying to get used to seeing my skin everyday, but it kinda grew on me within a few hours and I loved it. Papere even said he will give me a high n' tight next time, so I was so excited to see what that was. The rest of the night, we just sat there rubbing my head and Papere even went outside to shave his own head. All night, we rubbed heads and watched movies. I will never forget that grandpa grandson bonding.

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