Dad's Decision Part 3 by Buzz

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When we finally got home my Dad walked inside without saying a word to me. I thought I had gotten lucky and escaped without a punishment so I went up to my room and went on my computer. But only about 10 minutes after sitting down my Dad came up to my room and said "Come with me." I stood up nervously and followed him down the stairs to the guest bathroom where what I saw horrified me.

Laid out neatly on the bathroom counter was a brand new set of Wahl clippers, with assorted attachments. This must of been what my dad bought at the store. "Dad no please." I begged panicked stricken, "I dont want a buzzcut." My Dad closed the door behind us, "You embarrassed me today." I looked at Dad in the eyes and new there was no getting out of this, I deserved punishment. "Sit" he said sternly, I did, my heart beating out of my chest.

"Can I have a long guard at least?" I said, my voice wavering. "We won’t be needing these." He said as he gathered up the guards and tossed them in the clipper case. I stole a glance at the big black clippers and noticed the metal guard that had the number "0" on it.

Without another word, my Dad picked up the clippers, plugged them in, flipped the switch and walked behind me. I thought I was gonna cry. He stood behind me and shoved my chin to my chest, I then felt the sharpness of the clipper as it was dug from my neck all the way up to my crown. He continued this all over the back of my head until I could feel the cold ac on my nearly bald scalp. He shaved the sides and with one last look in the mirror from me he placed the clippers at my hairline and pushed them back, once he was finished I couldn’t believe it was me looking back in the mirror.

My Dad than pulled my head back, "You may wanna close your eyes" I thought he had missed a spot on my head, I was horrified when I felt him place the clippers next to my eyebrow and push it through. Tears started to form in my eyes and stream down my face. He did the same with the other.

Now I looked ugly. "Stay" my dad said as he left the room, I sat there crying and looking at my shorn head and eyebrows. Just as I thought it couldn’t get worse my Dad returned with shaving cream and a fresh razor. He washed my head in hot sink water and rubbed the shaving cream all over he head and eyebrows, he shaved my head with the grain and than against it, he also shaved my eyebrows.

I showered to get all the hair off of me, I couldn’t stop feeling my head, it was totally smooth. My sight it the mirror was so strange. I couldn’t believe I had to show up to school monday. The next blow came when my dad told me that I would be keeping my hair this way for a while. My mom was upset when she saw me but understood when my dad told her what I did.

In the end my Dad taught me to shave myself and made me do it every morning. He let me regrow my eyebrows after a month but made me keep the bald head till the beginning of the following school year. Never again will I disrespect my Dad.

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