Flash Fiction: Thorny Tree

It had been a week since I had slept well.

My hair had been keeping me up. It itched so much. I had used the best hair products, but to no avail. I asked my mother if I should visit a doctor, but she had refused, stating that such things happen when puberty hits.

That night, it was a lot worse. My hair felt as if it were ablaze. I stepped outside to get some fresh air, and that’s when it happened all of a sudden.

Thorny branches began growing from my hair, eventually falling off and becoming a tree….

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Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Friday Fictioneers 5th April 2019
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