Cirque du Freak: The Fae

Wings

Okay so where to begin? How about the very beginning? I was born with an extra set of scapula, which is just a fancy word for shoulder blades. They were a bit lower and closer together on my back than my normal scapulae, the doctors simply thought I was unlucky and had a rare mutation or whatever. It wasn't until I was eight that something started growing from my extra scapulae; wings. Yep, I was a freak; I kept it hidden pretty well, I started being more independent, I kept to myself more, I kept my wings to myself and I stayed as healthy as possible to avoid the doctor's office. My wings are of the delicate variety, like an insect's, two large wings and two small wings like a butterfly's but see through like perhaps a dragonfly's. By age fourteen I started wearing dresses every day to hide their length as they were becoming quite long, just the top pair though, the bottom pair stayed short and oval while the top grew long and pointed. I suppose they're much like a fairy's wings if you've ever ready any book of mythical creatures then you'd find that fairies are quite common all over the world; I happen to love mythology so I've read every book I could find on the subject. The most common trait that all fairies share is the ability to communicate with creatures that can't speak, I've found myself hearing voices from the spiders under my bed and the occasional bunnies in the garden though they always go silent whenever I speak. Except for this one little spider that lives in the nook of my headboard, he's quite funny at times, he has lots of jokes considering how short of a lifespan he has. I sometimes stay up at night, talking to him, my parents think I'm crazy and they take me to a therapist twice a month, I've been to ten different ones and they all say I'm fine but back to my main point; my wings. Ironically, I love water even though it soaks my wings and makes them all wrinkly, like when a butterfly just comes out of its cocoon. I've never tried to fly, I've wondered but I've never tried because I don't want to risk getting caught with my wings out; that would be catastrophic. At least that's what I thought until I attended a show filled with freaks, Cirque du Freak, it was the place I wanted to live. A place I felt I wouldn't have to hide and where I would be accepted. Now without further ado, on with the show!