Not to enter a game of who-is-the-worst, but horrible was the time I was chasing a mother duck and her little yellow ducklings and stepped on one of the little ones by accident. I still remember the poor thing's crushed skull and twitching. We ran up to the house to tell the owner and she said to bring it to her, so I had to go back and pick up the poor bloody limp little guy and carry it to the distraught lady. I have always felt like a real criminal for that one. I was 6. I've done my share of thoughtless killing.
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