The Musical Midget Hater

     She sits back in her seat with a blank expression upon her face. She looks as if she is nervous about the questions I am soon to ask.

      A pale 17 year old, Logan can’t be any taller than 5’ 2’’. Slim around the waist as well she’s a tiny ball of energy, so tiny that I cackle when she tells me her short term goals, “I want to lose fifteen pounds… graduate, and get a job”.

      She clearly does not need to lose any weight, although she admits to having low self esteem.  

     A good girl with natural demons, she reveals a lot of people close to her have died in the last few years. This takes a toll on such a young person.                                               

      Faded black hair surrounds her head, and without covering her face, she speaks. She’s edgy. And she is also presentable.

     Her edge is a mix of her music influence and witty humor, and she is funny, breaking into the silliest of quotes. “Midgets!” Logan quickly cries as I bring up fears. “Every time I see one I have panic attacks. I don’t know why.”

     “My friends and I were in Hooters for my birthday last winter and there was a midget there. A girl midget. She started walking towards me and I started balling and said, ‘Is this real life right now!?.”

     “So my friends took me to the bathroom and I threw up,” she finished.

     How does one respond to this kind of story? She finishes with, “I don’t hate them or dislike midgets, they just terrify me. I don’t know…”

     In her free time, Logan enjoys spending time with her boyfriend and going to concerts.

     “Being with my boyfriend brings us closer together and going to shows widens my music variety,” She said.

     Logan has some wild concert stories.

     “I was at an I See Stars show. I was in the front row before they played ‘Common Hours’ for their music video shoot.

     “All of a sudden, I looked up and a three hundred pound man was diving off of stage and falling straight over me.

     “After he landed on my head, I was knocked onto the ground.

    “ I ended up getting a black eye but I got back up and kept dancing.”

     “But you love the music so much that it’s worth going through that kind of hell?” I confirm.

     “I wouldn’t call situations like that hell. I love it. Yeah it can be rough but that’s just part of the show. It hurt but I lived”. 

     In the furture, Logan plans on going to school at Paul Mitchell fashion school in Sterling Heights, buying her own apartment, and living with her kitten.

     After school, she will be opening her own salon in Chicago.

     In the future, I wish her the best for her in achieving her goals and in her run-ins with midgets. Laci Logan, The Musical Midget Hater!