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Anonymous
i used to hunt rabbits, 4 of us would get into a land rover at night, three of us with a .22 rifle out the window, We would slowly drive over the top of a hill, stop the land rover before the driver turned on a high beam spotlight, the poor rabbits would stop feeding and look up, sometimes standing on there back legs mesmerized by the light as we open fire with our silenced rifles, bullets landing all around them, grass flying everywhere until it was almost over and the few still alive realized it would be a smart idea to run away, hole family's fell victims to us, even the children where not spared
I regret it now, the worst thing was collect the rabbits bodies and finding one still trying to crawl away with part of its head missing or guts spilled out, id shoot it point black in the head, Didnt stop twitching even when i put it in the trashbag, i consider myself a animal lover now and regret it
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