Conflict Post #6

In my great story there is one conflict. That conflict is, of, course, me pushing the up the heavens. When I was born and Heaven and Earth were created, I grew worried that the heavens would one day fall and collide with the earth. Because of my anxiety I decided to hold up the sky and push it until it was far enough away from earth that it would not fall. I pushed for 18,000 years until it was far enough. And that was the greatest conflict of all.