Sunday, August 28, 2011

He broke his coccyx...

FALLING

The night Ellis lost his footing, he’d been standing on a stool, attempting to locate the appropriate sugar receptacle (among his many) on the top shelf in the kitchen. And suddenly… he was sitting on the basement floor, looking up at the hole his entire body had passed through. There’d been a moment of stumbling, losing his balance on the footstool, then it felt like he’d fallen through a cardboard box, he’d gone through the floor with so little resistance. Then, after he started breathing again, he realized just how much his ass hurt. Almost like he’d never sit again.

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