My First Barbershop Visit

Billy woke up feeling excited. Today was a big day. He was going to get his very first haircut. But deep inside, Billy felt a little nervous.

After breakfast, Billy and his mom looked at hairstyles. 'How about this one?' his mom asked, showing a picture. Billy nodded, feeling a bit more excited now.

They walked hand in hand to the barbershop. Billy looked around, seeing all the chairs and mirrors. 'It's like a magic place,' he thought, his nervousness turning into curiosity.

The barber greeted them with a big smile. 'Welcome, Billy! Ready for your first haircut?' Billy nodded, clutching his mom's hand a little tighter.

Billy climbed into the big chair. It went up with a whoosh! 'Wow!' Billy exclaimed, looking at himself in the mirror. He started to feel like a superhero.

Snip, snip went the scissors. Billy watched strands of hair fall. 'That tickles!' he giggled. The barber smiled, and Billy felt brave.

Before long, the barber spun the chair around. 'All done!' he announced. Billy's eyes widened at his reflection. He looked different but in a good way.

Walking home, Billy felt proud. He had been brave. 'I like my new haircut,' he declared. His mom smiled. 'I knew you would,' she said.