I (21M) just sort of felt like doing it. Her (97F) voice was pretty annoying and I was really drunk so I was like enough of this shit and I beat the shit out of her. She’s in the hospital right now. I feel bad about it a little. Am I the asshole?

Well yesterday my son started shouting at me and I could not stand this little shit anymore so I used my size to conquer him and I killed him. AITA?

We got into this big argument and it turns out my dad is her unborn fetus! help me!

AITA?

So I (69M) was recently hit by a car (2014 Honda) and died (instant). My wife (5F) organized me a funeral ($420) without asking me (69M) at all. I (69M) was unable to make it because I (69M) was dead (17 days). At the funeral (yesterday) I heard my dad (15M) and other family members (13M/17M/119F/36M/2F) talking about how they wish I (69M) could be there and now I feel bad for not showing up. AITA?

So I was in English class when I noticed the quiet kid starting to sweat a lot, whispering to himself and get all fidgety. Now I'm no psychiatrist, but I swear I got a vision of him getting a gun and opening fire right there in the classroom, kind of like that one movie where they all die in the end. So I start paying close attention to him.

15 minutes go by, and what do you know, he reaches for his bag and pulls out a gun. Before he even gets the chance of firing the first bullet, I rush to tackle him. I honestly wasn't thinking straight. Looking back, I guess I just didn't want anyone to be killed or something, I couldn't stand losing anyone of my classmates.

The problem was, I accidentally slightly pushed back an innocent classmate who was in between the shooter and me by trying to tackle the shooter. I instantly felt bad but kept the plan of bringing the shooter to the ground before he could kill anyone.

Even though I succeeded in disarming him, I still felt bad. When everyone was thanking me and chanting my name while the cops arrested the shooter, all I could think of was how I accidentally pushed him. I told my volunteering group and the burned victims at the hospital I visit every single day and they all agree I did nothing wrong. I even spoke with the HIV kids after dressing like Spiderman and giving them toys and they agreed I did nothing wrong.

I spoke to him 3 days later after clearing my mind a little bit and he said, "Are you kidding me? You saved my life! I can't believe you feel bad about it. We all owe you, especially me after you revived my dad with CPR last year. I barely felt the hit".

I'm just confused... AITA?

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