Edmund was surrounded by the angry mob. The crowd closed in on him, making escape almost unachievable.
“Your afro is treason!” They shouted. “Surrender to a haircut!”
“Not my afro! Never will anyone take my afro away from me.” Edmund held his poofy hair in a protective manner.
A chant began, quiet at first, then loud and intimidating.
“No more afro! No more afro! No more afro!”
Desperate and out of options, Edmund did something truly incredible. He concentrated all of his will-power, all of his mental strength and energy, and used his afro to lift into the atmosphere.
The chant died away as the incredulous mob gazed at Edmund, floating away, soaring into the sky.
“This will teach the world a lesson.” Projected Edmund. “Afros are power. Nothing compares to their majesty.”
Applause rang from the people. Realizing their ignorance and intolerance, they were able to appreciate the full beauty of Edmund’s wonderful hair.
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