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I came home from school on Friday, and my dad was standing outside with the car running.
"Hey Dan! Ready to go get your hair cut?" He asked, smiling at me.
"Wow... really? Now? Thank you so much dad." I smiled, and got into the car.
"I'm taking you to the hairdresser on Main Street, do you know how you want it cut?"
"Yep." I replied. "I want it like this." I showed him a picture of my internet friend, Phil. He had short black hair with a fringe and it looked cool and emo.
"Alright Ly- Dan. After that I'll get you some clothes. We can go to the mall but you can't spend too much because we're still saving up to move." My dad told me.
"I love you so much Dad." I exclaimed, leaning over to hug him. We both smiled, and he pulled into the parking lot of the hairdresser.

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