.Genderless.Episode.11.

I was falling.

Down.

Down.

Down.

A flurry of enigmatic images passed by as I fell.

Some held meaning.

Others held nothing.

I was screaming.

I wanted to stop falling.

I wanted so badly just to hit the ground and stop seeing.

So I did.

I stopped falling.

And instead stood upon the tallest building.

My bare feet teetering on the edge between solidity and weightlessness.

Turning away from the ledge, I see my father sneering at me.

I could practically smell the liquor that heavily blanketed his breath.

He pushed me back.

I flailed my arms uselessly.

Before falling.

Down.

Down.

Down.

I wanted to stop.

So badly to stop falling.

And so I did.

Standing once more upon the tallest building.

My bare feet standing on the bare thread of my own unreality.

I turn away from the ledge.

And find my father smiling at me.

I could almost feel the thick smoke from his countless cigarettes grabbing at me.

He pushed me back.

I lashed out uselessly.

Before falling.

Down.

Down.

Down.

I begged for it to stop.

For something to catch me.

I wanted to stop falling.

So I did.

Standing upon the tallest building.

The crossroads of my inner mind.

I turn to see my father.

Laughing at me.

And I just close my eyes.