By me:

So this one time, my stepmother locked me up in some high tower. I'm locked in I'm lonely I'm growing a pony. My hair is getting so long people start to think they can climb it. Like it some rope in gym class well it's not. Turns out my stepmom just been using my hair so she can keep on looking younger rude! First of all my hair, my choice and my choice is to wear it up high so nobody climbs it. Stepmom be like Repunzel Repunzel let down your hair. And I'm like no my hear is for wearing and if you climb it you trippn. I said to her true beauty is really on the inside. But she was all like "yeah, no I get that ". And so we hugged and now started our own line of organic products for the shower in your tower.