Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
It was the night before, the first day of school, and Jeremy didn't like what he saw. His hair was a mess sticking out in odd places hanging over his eyes. He couldn't walk into school like that, so he grabbed the scissors and started to cut a little bit here, a little bit there in no time at all. He'd be looking great. He knew it. That's when his mother came into the room. Oh my God, she said, what have you done?