The beanstalk soars into the sky, past the dark clouds that seemed filled with rage that a beanstalk is taking over its space. The stalk is spiky and cuts tears through my flesh. Why did I climb this stalk? The only thought running repeatedly running through my head. Higher and higher the stalk takes me, right into the sky, where I finally have the courage to look down, only to regret as I let go and fall to my demise. #ShortStory