The Mother

Darling? Where are you? Please come back home, I miss the taste of your hair, I mean I miss you. I promise I won't nibble on your toes in your sleep again, I thought it was a sausage and I thought your hair was spaghetti. I would never eat hair, that would be weird. I am totally sane, trust me. I will pray for you, may gair be with you, and may haire take this offering to protect you from the evil monsters that made you sick. You should really start growing your hair out, you are very ugly right now, I have no clue where your hair went. Promise me you will find your way back home. I lost you.