This lady came into the beauty parlour to have her hair cut. She was approached by the stylist as soon as she noticed her. But the next day, they had her scheduled! The woman never returned, and It’s unbelievable what transpired with the stylist after two weeks: Check the comments 👇👇

A woman entered a Wisconsin salon and began studying all the products. One of the stylists looked at her and the two began to talk.

Thus, Kate Langman found out that the woman was suffering from depression and that she had not left the house for 6 months and had not washed her hair. She had caught her hair back and left it like that for half a year.

The girl offered to make an appointment for the next day, but the woman did not show up.

“My heart broke when I saw her like that,” Kate told The Huffington Post. But after a month, the woman stepped on the doorstep again and after about 9 hours Kate had completely arranged her hair. The result was phenomenal.

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