Hair cut

"Come over here," an inmate told the girl, "Sit here."

The young pretty inmate was about to get her hair cut.

She sat on a chair, and the woman with the scissors started cutting it.

The inmate had beautiful long blonde hair that everyone was jealous of. She used to make people's heads turn as she walked around but now she'd convicted and had to be confined in the prison for years.
She sat there helplessly and looked at her hair being cut away little by little. In this place where time moved slowly, even the process of getting her hair cut seemed like something that would take ages.

When it's finally done, she looked sad as if she had just lost something precious, not only her hair but her freedom too. It would take months for her hair to grow long again and she would not be able to walk freely outside for a long while.