Right before our Thanksgiving family dinner
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Right before our Thanksgiving family dinner, my sister suddenly offered to braid my hair. I had barely sat down when I heard a sharp snip right behind my ears. Seven years of waist-length hair, chopped off right at the nape of my neck. My sister, Chloe, paused for two seconds before collapsing onto the sofa in a fit of hysterical laughter. "Oops, I accidentally cut too much! Oh my god, Maya, you look like Lord Farquaad!" My mom looked at the piles of hair scattered across the hardwood floor and started laughing too. "Well, it's an improvement, honestly. You always walk around with your…