by Kristen VanZanten
Everyone in my family has thick hair but mine is the thickest. My hair is like a rope, straight, thick and rough. My dad’s hair is like a night sky, black with a few gray hairs like stars. Rachel’s hair is like a mop, thick, heavy and wavy. Tyler always has bedhead. His hair sticks straight out like wings. My mom’s hair always smells the same, like Witch Hazel hair spray by Aveda. She has been using the same hair spray for as long as I can remember. Hannah, the youngest has smooth, silky hair waiting for someone to run their fingers through it.