By Audrey Lambert, TIWP Student

When you’re living a lie, it’s hard to break from the trance. It’s hard to come home and put on the prosthetic legs and pretend like I haven’t been working at the freak show all day. The Miraculous Girl With No Legs is what they call me. Miraculous my ass. It’s hard to hide the fact that I’m an amputee from my finance. The truth is that he despises freaks, just like everyone in this boring, small town, right in the center of this joke-of-a-world. Too bad I didn’t know he hated my kind until I fell head over heels for him. How could I tell him? How could I tell him that the person he loves is something he hates. What a sick joke. Go ahead universe. Break the heart of the girl with no legs. I f*cking dare you.