J Steven High
J Steven High 5 signatures

When I was about 12 yrs old I killed a bird; didn't intend to, just happened. One day, I was walking home, angry about some forgotten thing, and I saw a bird standing on the ground about 20 ft in front of me. In my mindless rage, I picked up a rock and threw it at the bird, but my aim was off, and the rock sailed high and wide of the bird's position. Unfortunately, the bird launched itself at the same time and right into the path of the rock. OMG! I was instantly horrified and repentant and ran over to the lifeless body to confirm my worst fears. I think some of the people who kill for "sport" should work for an animal shelter for a week euthanizing the thousands of animals mistreated and abandoned by humans, and then see how much they enjoy hunting.

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