Messy  hair

Messy  hair

I picked up my daughter after her class was over. While we were riding our battery car nearly our home downstairs,we met our neighbor with his son,who is two years older than my daughter.

My daughter got off the car,then I rode my car to our public garage. Suddenly she rapidly ran to me and eagerly asked  for her roller which was given to me  five minutes ago when she put on her cap to ward off cold wind. I asked why are you  looking for your roller?she said my hair is messy. Then she ran out after getting her roller.  I went out the garage and found that she was watching one direction which our neighbors lived.But they disappeared.

I saw my daughter was a little disappointed  with the boy who didn't catch sight of her new roller.