No, it’s fine. I didn’t need my heart.
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Oh god it hurts why would you ever
The meteor was coming.
Oh, God, it was coming and she didn’t know what to do. Her son, her beautiful little son, pressed close to her side, craning his neck to look up at his Mother.
“Mummy, why is everyone moving? There’s plenty of food here.” He asked in his sweet, innocent voice.
“Because, my sweet, sometimes it is best that we move on. It is our way.” She replied, forcing the words past the lump in her throat.
“Oh,” Her son said, turning his gaze to the fiery rock in the sky that would spell their deaths out for them, “the old Triceratops told me it was cuzza that rock. He said the rock could hurt us real bad.” He continued, not understanding what he meant by those words in his innocence.
“Triceratops is being silly, he just wanted to tease you one more time before he left.” She lied, choking on her tears. Oh, God, he son, her lovely son, was going to die not understanding.
She turned her face to the meteor- it was close now. It wouldn’t be long. Swinging her head around, she dropped her face to her sons and nuzzled him one last time. “Let’s play a game, yes? And then we’ll go join the others.” She suggested.
“Okay! What game shall we play, Mummy?”
“Let’s play pretend. We will imagine the sort of place we would like to move to, and when we open our eyes, that’s where we shall be.”
“How do we play?”
One last look at the meteor- it was almost time.
“Close your eyes and imagine the place, and count to thirty out loud. Just like when we play Hide-and-Seek.” She curled herself around her son, both of them now laid on the beach.
“Ok, Mummy. 1, 2, 3, 4…”
She watched the meteor approach with sad eyes, and just before it hit land she turned her head, laying it and her neck over her son and bracing herself.
Her son had not yet said 30, but it was over.
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WOW THANKS FOR SHITTING ALL OVER MY HEART
I have successfully made a catapult in an altoids tin! Basically it is a shortened mouse trap duct taped to the inside. It has a duct tape ‘net,’ if you will, wrapped around the wire square that is supposed to catch the mouse. Right now I am using the mints that came in the tin for ammo; it’s so powerful, I’m almost afraid to use anything else!
Here’s a lesson about life, kid. It’s gonna knock you down.
We posted this back in spring, but in case you missed it then: How Curiosity will land on Mars, in 11 easy steps.
Plus: The Anatomy of Curiosity.
Be sure to check which language you are translating to when you’re using online translators.
When your smoothie is finished, you have my permission to cry.
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