[Contains, as you may have guessed, a girl with two heads]

If you only have one head, you likely find it hard to fathom what having multiple is like. I’ve had two heads my whole life, and I find it hard to fathom at times. Or I could be creative and say it’s hard to wrap my heads around, plural.

So yeah. I’m Opal, I have two heads. You may think that’d make me some kind of freak, but it’s not actually as big of a deal as you may think, at least in my world. Sometimes people are just born with weird quirks, and having multiple body parts is one of the possibilities, so I’m far from the only multi-headed girl around.

When it comes to people with more than one head, there tends to be two main types you’ll find, and it has to do with how their consciousness works. If each head is controlled by the same consciousness, they’re a multi-head person. If each head has a different consciousness, it’s likely closer to conjoined twins. I fall under the first category, but it’s more complicated than that.

I see from two perspectives at once. I can hear, smell, and taste twice as much as a “normal” person, and I have two brains hardwired together, which you’d think would mean I’d be twice as smart, but it really just means I can think about two things at the same time, to put it simply. I’m effectively just one person with two fully-functional heads. And yet, sometimes, I find myself convinced I’m actually two separate people.

Let me explain. Most of the time, my heads work together perfectly fine, but they’ll occasionally drift away from eachother and kinda forget the other one is... them. It’s hard to describe, but basically, I’ll sometimes start talking to myself, or try to walk in opposite directions, or something like that. I might sound insane, but that’s just what we’re like. We? I meant I...

Now, this rarely impedes my life in any way. I actually find it a little amusing at times, like, I’ll be sitting around and I’ll think about how nice the weather is, and then I’ll say “I know, right? Feels like we’ve been getting rain nonstop,” and then Opal will turn to me and say “Yeah, it’s nice to get some sun for once. Anyways, you hungry?” And I’ll respond “Oh right, we should have supper soon. Do we still have that leftover pizza?” And then I’ll catch myself and have a quick laugh about it before getting up and going to the kitchen.

One day, I went to the doctor for a checkup, and at the end, he told me that we- er, I have DHS, which stands for Desynchronized Heads Syndrome. Basically, there’s a special nerve that connects my brains together, but mine is a little bad at its job, so sometimes information between my heads can be slow. When this happens, my brains sorta forget the other ones exist and start doing their own thing. There’s nothing the doctors can do to fix this, aside from reworking my entire nervous system, so I kinda just have to live with it.

Ignoring my DHS, having two heads can be quite useful because I have two thought processes. Since each brain is able to focus on its own thoughts, I’m able to get twice the thinking done, meaning I’m faster at doing math and studying, which is useful considering I’m still in high school.

Of course, I’m no top student, mainly because I suck at math anyways, but also because, again, I’m not the only one with multiple heads. There’s definitely more than a few two-headed people at my school alone, but of course, two isn’t the limit. I’ve seen people with three, four, even five or six heads, or even more (the most I’ve ever seen in person was a girl with twenty one heads). And whenever someone with more heads than me walks by, I can’t help but feel oddly jealous, and I know Opal feels the same way. Ugh, even when writing...

I can’t exactly speak on what having more than two heads is like, but I imagine it’s just a more amplified version of what I’m like, minus the DHS of course. Must be a lot of information to take in, especially for the people with higher numbers, but I suppose they have the brains to handle it.

Anyways, I don’t know exactly why I envy people with more heads. Could just be a simple desire for more, but I don’t think I’d ever give myself more heads if given the chance. It would just make things more confusing. I suppose there’s no reason to feel that way, despite the fact I do. Just another weird facet of my personality.

So yeah, I guess I’ve said everything I need to. Perhaps you one-headed folks reading this have gotten some more insight into how the minds of multi-headed people work. I doubt you’ll ever experience it yourself, but speaking as someone who’s had two heads their whole entire life, I wouldn’t say it’s that crazy, just a little odd at times.

“There, done. That should do it.”

“Yeah, it’s definitely an interesting read, I’ll give it that.”

“Well, I mainly wanted to give the one-headers some perspective on what it’s like.”

“Yeah, but you could’ve done a better job explaining it.”

“What do you mean? It’s not the easiest concept to explain.”

“I know, I was just saying you could’ve found a more elegant way of describing it.”

“I don’t see you writing anything.”

“Come on, Opal. If you wanted me to add something, you could’ve just-“

“...Did I just have an argument with myself?