"Under the Dome" by Stephen King.
Yeah. Still semi-stalking my cousin on Facebook. Well, more her sweet baby boy actually but still. We’ve been worried about all of them but particularly the little guy. If you read the previous one then you’ll know that my cousin had the baby over two weeks overdue and that he had breathing complications. For about a week that was all we knew. Mum called my aunt to find if anything had changed, since the stalking wasn’t giving us anything. In fairness if you’re in fear of the life of your ...
Updated 05-23-2016 at 05:25 PM by Bluebiird (Alternative title (In Case You Actually Cared About This Story))
I’m a little bored and tired and putting off going to bed. I just googled my name for fun. Haven’t done it in a while. Seems Bluebiird has run away from me. I don’t really mind. Time was that if I looked for it, it’d usually bring me straight here, since it’s here that I’m most active with the name. Now it’s not even the front page. Like I said. I don’t really mind. It’s kind of surreal. It used to be kind of unique. At least with multiple users in multiple places with the same name ...
I don’t know when humans started doing something special to the bodies of dead companions, relatives, and friends, but it seems to have been several tens of thousands of years or longer. Apparently there isn’t a lot of information about the origin of funereal customs, but they go back more than 60,000 years. The remains of some Neanderthals have been found buried with flowers and dyes that suggest the idea of sending them to some afterlife. Burial would have kept them from being eaten by scavengers, ...
So I’ve gone a little crazy today. Yesterday I got a phone call. Now. Some context. You know that my cousin was expecting a baby in April. Well. April came and went. So I kind of started semi-stalking my cousin on Facebook, so that I could find out any baby news. Seems she was 2 weeks overdue and then some. So. Back to the call. My aunt called. Just like with my uncle, she thought I was my mum at first greeting. Anyway. It finally happened. ...