BRAID

She was proud. Her clothes looked clean and sharp, and her hair, pleated down the center of her head, swayed when she walked. She was glad to have it away from her face. Flyaways irritated her chin and cheeks. Now, she wouldn't have to itch her skin red and raw. Now, she could play without the burden of her long, brown hair. She felt free. She ran into the wind.

Key words: braid, shield, wind