I look at the dye as the woman stirs it; an ugly color of brown lined the bottom of the bowl. The cracked-along-the-edges bowl was warm on my hands, desperately trying to loosen the thick jumble of nerves. I was scared.
The woman hands me a clipboard, and with a brusque, cold, "choose a name," she leaves the room.
I scan the board looking for some name I don't mind.
Shay Alison
Ashley Benson
Kaley Osborn
Louisa Harvey
Louise Hale
I circle the last name, Louise Hale...
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Witness Protection
Teen FictionI look to see the tears in my mother's eyes as she walks forward, enveloping me in a hug. She runs her hands through my dyed, ugly brown hair, with sad eyes; "I'm so sorry." I numbly nod. "What name did you choose?" "Louise Hale." "We thought we wo...
