My dad prefers to shaves his head, and from what I've seen in photo albums, he used to have thick hair that he would style with afro picks. Sometimes he forgets to cut it for a few days and it becomes a short, fuzzy layer on top of his head that feels like velvet. My brother has thick, tightly curled hair that grows insanely fast, which I don't think is fair at all. It seems like every two weeks he needs a haircut because his hair has grown another three inches. My mom's hair is soft and grows quickly as well. She likes to keep it short, but I'm always trying to convince her to let it grow. I think if she were to leave it to get as long as possible, she'd look amazing. A few years ago she started finding gray hairs, which I know made her upset, but I like to think of them as silver strands that make her hair stand out. To hide the grays, she goes to the hairdresser to dye it or gets hair pieces
added.My hair is like my maternal grandmother's, thick, soft, and relatively fast-growing. In its natural form, my hair is extremely curly and unruly and spreads out from my head in all directions. When I was younger my mom used to tell me that I was carrying the world on my head. My sister has the same type of hair as my dad's mom, short and thin and slow-growing. It isn't very long because the ends will start to split when it gets too far down her shoulders, but lately she has been taking better care of it and is seeing major growth.