New neighbor Mr. Castillo. 2. Part by strictsir

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I recommend reading part 1 before reading the sequel
I was 13 years old, it was in 1973, Mr. Castillo and his family moved into the house next door. He had 2 sons. The older son Sebastian was 14 years old and the younger son Liam was 11 years old. Mr. Castillo wanted to know the old-fashioned barber shop for boys. I suggested a barber shop to Nicholas and was already looking forward to the drastic haircut Sebastian and Liam would get.
I was supposed to go show where the barber shop was, but in the end my father decided to let me get a haircut too. I just wanted a little hairdo. But in the end, all three of us got the same haircut at Nicholas barber shop. The barber was very strict and he liked the hair to be on the ground and not on the boys' heads. Boys my age didn't want to go to this barbershop.
After returning from the barber shop, my father had a long talk with the neighbor Castillo. After dinner he told me that the neighbor was glad that I had introduced them to Nicholas barbershop and also that he saw in me that I liked the way the barber cut boys' hair. He understood that I also like short hairstyles. He told my father to let me have regular short haircuts at Nicholas barber shop.
I didn't like the idea at all and started ranting. But my father still insisted that I don't have to be ashamed if I like short hair and I can go with my new neighbors for regular haircuts. I resisted another visit to Nicholas barbershop and in a panic I told the truth. Boys my age don't like to go to Nicholas barbershop, and when my neighbor Castillo wanted an old-fashioned barber shop, I wanted to see new guys with really humiliating haircuts. I didn't expect that I too would be cut like this. I don't want to go to the barber with them. Dad didn't like my explanation at all and said that I disappointed him, that since I wanted humiliating haircuts for Sebastian and Liam, it would be good if they got the same haircut as punishment. Although I tried to get my father to change his decision, I failed to convince him.
Then we both went to see Castillo's neighbor. He told him that he would be happy if he took his son with his sons regularly to the Nicholas barber shop and Dario would get the same haircut as his sons. If there were problems with me, then he will punish me very severely. The neighbor was pleased with my father's decision, and I saw mischievous smiles on Sebastian and Liam's faces.
When my hair grew about 1 centimeter, Sebastian came to us and said that the next day, it was Saturday, we would go to Nicholas barbershop at 9:00.
Both boys had already had their hair cut and I was the only one anxiously waiting for a drastic haircut. I was biting my lip in fear.
When I sat wrapped in the barber's chair, the barber no longer asked how we were going to cut this child's hair, but pushed my head forward violently and my chin buried itself in the raincoat. He placed heavy electric clippers on my neck and began mercilessly cutting my hair from my neck to the nape of my neck. Only centimeters of hair began to fall on the sheet.
When the barber tilted my head to the right side until my ear was touching the cape, he continued to cut the hair on the left side. He did the same on the right side of the head. Then he started cutting at the top of the head. The longest hair was above the forehead, it was approximately 13 millimeters. In the back of the head, the hair was no longer than 5 millimeters. The barber cut my bangs. Finally, he applied white foam to both sides of my head and the back of my neck. After carefully scraping it off, he wiped the remaining foam on a towel. He applied pungent water to disinfect the shaved part of his head. He applied some talcum powder to his hair. Hair was shiny afterwards. When the barber released me from under the cape and I hopped off the barber's chair, I shook Mr. Nicholas's hand and thanked him for the haircut, just like Sebastian and Liam did.
I experienced more humiliating taunts at school on Monday. I was mad at myself for designing a barbershop for Sebastian and Liam Nicholas.
This is how I was regularly cut with the neighbor's boys.
The last Saturday before the end of the school year, I have already accepted that I will have a short haircut.
After arriving at the Nicholas barber shop, we sat down on the waiting chairs. When the barber asked which child would be cut first, the neighbor Mr. Castillo said. Today you will go first, Dario. My legs buckled as I walked to the barber's chair. I was wrapped in a sheet and the barber asked just to be sure: Do we still cut children with a classic haircut today? But Mr. Castillo said to get an even short haircut today. The barber asked if #000000. Mr. Castillo agreed. I didn't know what they were talking about, but I saw the frightened faces of Sebastian and Liam in the mirror.
The barber tilted my head. I felt the cold metal teeth of electric clippers on my forehead. But scissors were going through the top of my head, later I felt them on the right and later also on the left side. In the end, it was all over the back of the head. After about 5 minutes I was able to see myself in the mirror. My head was completely hairless. A very small stubble was no more than 0.1 millimeters. Only relatively large ears protruded from the sides of the head. The barber made small adjustments with a razor on the forehead, around the ears and on the neck of the head. I was glad when I was freed from the sheet and could shake hands with the barber and thank him for the haircut.
While we were waiting for the last of us to get a haircut, a lady with her 7-year-old son entered the barber shop. When the boy saw mine and Sebastian's bald head, he started crying and forced his mother to leave this barber shop.
The last week at school was unbearable. But Sebastian and Liam and I got 4 more haircuts like this during the holidays. It was enough for the hair to grow by 6 millimeters and we were already at the Nicholas barbershop. The last holiday bald haircut was just before the start of the new school year.

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