By Any Other Name

by Jodi Picoult

There once was a girl who became invisible so that her words might not be.

Emilia understood the true motivation: a play might make its viewers think. And when people thought, instead of blindly following the Gospel, they escaped from your control.

Is anything written even real, until it is read by another?

If you didn’t dream, if you didn’t feel…you could not be disappointed.

What do you say when you know your words will be your last? I was here. I mattered. —

There once was a girl, Melina thought, as she stepped front and center, who was seen.