Behind These Hazel Eyes
by Sarabi Fruemann
(Balize, Latin America)
My dogs, Cerberus, Caliban and Denali and I were on a walk. We passed and extremely shiny silver car, and I saw my reflection. My hair was usually a burnt umber, but when I saw myself, the curls were a fiery golden red. I looked closer and saw my normally hazel eyes were a simmering yellow. I was alarmed, so I sprinted the 2 blocks back home.
Then, I raced into the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror. Every thing was back to normal. I decided to keep this strange information to myself.
But the next morning, as I was getting ready to go to school, I turned to the mirror to do my makeup and my hair was now a shining black. So, I peeked at my eyes, which were ice blue.
I was never a good girl, so I went to my therapist, Rocco. He said he had no idea, but to wear things that concealed my face and hair when in public.
This still is occurring, and as the months change, I change. I have taken to coloring my hair and wearing color contacts. But no doctor can tell me what's going on.