Are we the real ones who live in an upside-down, or are they? Are we alone?
I always asked myself, as a kid I was the kid called gaijin, alien, floater, and any other insults. I have a disorder they call FPP or fantasy-prone personality disorder. I got it from my dad.
My dad was an author before he passed away when I was a junior high school student. Since then I have been through any foster shelter, but anyone who adopted me always returns me.
Then one day a psychologist adopted me and treated as her child. Everything went good between us, and then one day she was on a bank that is currently being robbed tried to play the hero, got shot, and here I am left with all her money.
I am now a psychologist like her. I help persons like me. I'm telling them how to deal with the persons who don't understand persons with FPP like us, just like my foster parent thought me.
But sometimes it doesn't always cause good for my patients. There was this patient who caused suicide because I told him that mistakes are good and it helps a person to be better. After that, I took an off from work for a year, and for that time I had visions about life in the outer world and it confused me because it was continuous for a week straight every night so I did a research and found nothing, and now I am in my office looking at a mirror when I hear a strange sound coming from outside then I saw a big spherical object approaching the two-way mirror. I was looking my reflection with and then...
