The Bar Code Tattoo

You become the monster you fear the worst, so the monster won't overtake you.

It'll be okay." She didn't know if it would be okay or not. She somehow doubted it, but what else was there to say?

You have to know where you were going in order to get there.

Even thought she saw tattoos everywhere, they continued to fascinate her. How bizarre to be branded like a box of cereal. Didn't people mind being counted as just one more product on a shelf? There had to be more to a person than that.

Mrs. Reed grabbed Kayla's wrist. "Good. You haven't gotten that damned tattoo. Whatever you do, don't let them make you get it.