Our life story

Well, we had relatively normal childhood... For conjoined triplets, haha. Joking, because if you are conjoined triplets, there's nothing under the Sun that can be considered normal in your life. I'm all joke and that's why everyone in our circle loves us and seemingly me especially. Most people assume that I must be a big pile of depression and suffering for being effectively only a head on somebody else's shoulders and a prisoner of my own body who is only capable of speaking and defecating. Not the case. While I am definitely lucky that we were raised by the right people who taught us to be respectful of each other or else, mutual resentment would destroy us, it's also not like I can even envy anyone anything. I never knew anything other than being floating head. As far as I'm concerned, I'm the luckiest person in the world.

To give you our life in nutshell. We were born to Christian Scientist couple who rejected science and a birth of perfectly viable conjoined triplets was a complete shock not just to them, but to the doctors and hospital staff as well. Sadly, our birth, weighing almost 18 pounds and having 3 heads right next to each other was so hard on our mother that it killed her. The father resenting us for that, didn't want anything to do with us and almost immediately sold us to circus. Right after one month spent by doctors and other scientists to research our body. Our birth was a huge shock for the medical community and caused huge media attention as well. Making even documentary about us, enriching our father with lots and lots of money in royalties. Upon finding out that our ridiculously freakish anatomy will be no hindrance in our life and that there's no reason to believe that we will die any sooner than any average person, our father got large sum of $200.000 dollars from the circus that finally gave us names, raised us and gave us fulfilling life.

Knowing the religious aspect of our birth, they named us Faith, Hope and Charity after the 3 saints. They were obviously aware of the fact that one of us is only a floating head, so they dedicated time to teach us to not fall to mutual resentment. They knew what they were doing. The circus was full of many similar freaks, such as conjoined twins or limbless people and they were all one big family. We were taught many circus stunts that would be utterly unimpressive if they were done by single people. We made "one-girl band" where Faith and Charity shared drums, bass and guitar, while I sang. We did basic acrobatics, which was far more impressive with coordination of 12 limbs, we juggled with 18 objects, 3 per hand, and so on.

According to our adoptive moms, Anne and Jane, conjoined twins, I was fed a lot as a baby as an equal to my sisters, but after we got old enough for Faith and Charity to feed themselves, I was eating rarely, as it was known that one can eat for all 3 and it wasn't seen as very practical and bit cumbersome for me to be fed by my sisters. I remember when I was about 5 and I was confused thinking: "what are those pleasantly smelling things that people put in their mouths and disappear?" Since my sisters kept eating for all 3 of us, I had no concept of hunger, so it never even occurred to me to eat. Bit later, I asked our moms about it and they explained it to me that it's highly important for people, so they don't die and I thought how weird it is and how come people don't get bigger from eating. Then she explained it to me that those brown smelly things that come out of me are result of eating. What a huge relief, when for the last year or so, I thought that I was dying and others would keep it secret from me. To help me understand, moms gave me a hot dog. Since it was like my first food for me, it was delicious and the whole conversation in hindsight looks like God's revelation to me.

This young, I actually never even considered to think about limbs, what limbs are or their purpose. I felt like I'm just aimlessly floating head and that everyone else around me is the same and that their limbs do whatever they are doing on their own, without people's input. This often brought me to really ridiculous situations as a little girl. Like I often instantly started to cry without apparent cause which I was interpreting as pain. My family had no clue what to do about it and once brought us to see the doctor who had nothing to say either. After about 2 months (according to my sisters), they figured out that I was feeling itch on my face and had no idea it can be just scratched. Some other time, I was afraid of sleeping, which also made our family concerned. How awkward that was when I told them that I am afraid that when I go asleep, my legs will get up and take me where they will please.

At the time, they finally fully explained my situation to me. They told me that everyone has legs for the purpose of getting from one place to another and hands to do stuff that the person wants to do and that they have more or less unlimited might over limbs. They explained it to me in a kind and sensitive way, that unlike them, I will never ever be able to use any limb, that I will never perform any task and that I will never ever be separated from Faith and Charity no matter what and that whatever they ever did, they did because of their freedom to use our 12 limbs that I will never have any control over. They seemingly expected me that I will break down in tears because of that, but I felt just both confused and enlightened. Confused on why should it be a big deal, because I'm naturally accustomed to be useless third wheel and freeloader since before birth and enlightened because I was relieved that "my" legs will never take me away and I knew that no matter what, my kind sisters will always get me anywhere and do anything for me and I could finally see why everyone else's behavior and routine is so regular.

As you probably already guessed, I am an eternal optimist, local joker and all-around bundle of joy. And as far as I can remember, I always enjoyed being carried around everywhere and virtually never really minded being constantly dependent on my sisters. As I said, I don't know anything else, but also, I'm naturally lazy, don't ever need to help anyone with anything, I'm never held responsible for anything, our peers are interested in my strangeness and I don't have to take part in anything annoying like my sisters' hard routine or chores.

But enough about me, let's introduce Faith and Charity as well. Faith and Charity are fairly similar to each other, but not as much to me. Being circus artists, they are quite a bit creative and expressive girls. They are used to being freaks, so they don't mind public attention, similar to me, but they are tad more stoic than me. While they enjoy fooling around with me on their shoulders, often teasing me about my limitations. Like with offering me and withdrawing food from me, messing up my face with some ridiculous make-up, refusing to scratch my itch, tickling me with a feather, etc, etc. But all is in good spirit, because they never go too far and know how well I can take a joke. But they are not very sociable. As weird as it sounds, I, their third wheel, ball on a chain, their free-loader, their chatty pimple, am actually something of a social lubricant and ice-breaker. Always cracking jokes, praising my sisters at social gatherings, making stunts at them... I am very personable.

When we were 15, our circus has gone bankrupt. Luckily, somebody was interested in us and decided to buy some of it and make it permanently stationed in a new city of Grandsville, which is something of a new Vegas, where entertainment is work and artists thrive. The owner of Grandsville Circus, who actually also owned about half of the city, originally wanted to only buy us. But we (or mostly I) convinced her that the circus is our valuable family and will never abandon them and she agreed to employ our family as well. The other half, that we were never very close with, went someplace away. We were happy to settle at some place permanently. We had enough of constant traveling and we wanted to settle down, so we won't stay complete weirdos. I was happy to finally go to regular school. We're 19 now and about to graduate high school this year. And as it goes with high schools, we had the same issues as everyone else. Like dating. But more about that later.

Our daily routine outside work is working out, playing video games, watching movies and shopping. I like working out the least, as there are the least ways for me to entertain myself. But I really enjoy how I am completely unaffected by their seemingly painful and exhausting breathing. They often run on a special treadmill. If you wonder how, it took them long enough, but they learned perfect coordination. They alternate their middle and outer legs. First, each of them puts her middle of her 3 legs in front of the outer 2, then they put their outer 2 in front of their middle one and repeat. The result is extremely fast running. They breathe like race horses, but I don't breathe, so it doesn't affect me. Sometimes, when there is a friend walking by, I can talk to them and joke around for a bit. They also lift weights. And they are experienced. The one-arm dumbbells they lift is 80 pounds each. They also do special bench press with very long dumbbells for all 6 arms and they can lift even 600 pounds combined. Since I have no idea what is working out like, I once tried to mess up with them and they nearly injured themselves by a weight and they have put a gag in my mouth, so I can't annoy them with talking, kissing or licking. Since then I know better. The result is 6 feet and 6 inches of muscular, lean, toned perfection. Our muscles are fairly outlined, but we are not some repulsive muscle mountain. We are gorgeous bodybuilders.

As teenagers, exploring relationships was not something out of the question. We often watched movies, not limited to rom-coms and teen movies. I really loved the topic of relationship, but somehow, it wasn't very popular with them and I didn't know why. And because of that, this made me bit disappointed as a teenager. While we, or rather they, play video-games, that's something we very much enjoy equally. Faith and Charity typically play multiplayer, against each other and the chatterbox that I am, I make something out of it by commenting it like professional sports commentator. Whether it is action game, racing game, any other sports game or whatever, I always find good way to comment on it and all 3 of us laugh.