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You felt like a big man in control because you killed a fucking frog? You mind as well have mowed your grass. You might have gotten that same sense of satisfaction. You couldn't even look the poor thing in the eyes when you did it. You had to run home and cover it with paper towels before you smashed it.

What was the reasoning behind wanting to kill something? Was it to see how it felt, really? You wanted to feel in control? Power? Release?  Try this, buy a dog or a cat if you don't have one, bond with it for a good month or two, then kill it while it tries to love you and see what you 'feel'. It's a couple of steps above frog so I don't know if you can handle it.

by TheSocio

You felt like a big man in control because you killed a fucking frog? You mind as well have mowed your grass. You might have gotten that same sense of satisfaction. You couldn't even look the poor thing in the eyes when you did it. You had to run home and cover it with paper towels before you smashed it.

What was the reasoning behind wanting to kill something? Was it to see how it felt, really? You wanted to feel in control? Power? Release?  Try this, buy a dog or a cat if you don't have one, bond with it for a good month or two, then kill it while it tries to love you and see what you 'feel'. It's a couple of steps above frog so I don't know if you can handle it.

 Well the paper towel was so I wouldn't get blood all over my clothes. But I see your point.

What was the reason for this?

To prove to yourself how much of a bad ass sociopath you are?

by Avenger

The other day I killed my first animal. I had been planning on killing some type of animal for a while, particularly a rabbit, but I never had a good chance to do so. So about two days ago I went outside for a walk at around 9:30 pm. Literally, like less than 30 seconds after leaving my house I saw a frog on the ground, and was filled with excitement as I knew that this was finally my chance to kill something. I very quickly smashed my foot on it twice, immobilizing it, and then ran back to my house real quick. I grabbed some paper towels, and a somewhat big rock from outside. I then picked up the barely moving frog, brought it to the middle of the street, put the paper towels over it, and then repeatedly bludgeoned it. It felt amazing having that kind of control, like a huge weight was lifted. I just decided to leave the flattened frog in the middle of the road, assuming that anyone who sees it will think it is just road kill. As for the rock and paper towels, I threw them in a bush. I then took a shower, and went back outside to continue my walk.

What was the first animal you ever killed? How did you do it, and how did it feel?

Ridiculous. Sounds like bad fiction to me.

I have a name for people like you, pussy.

My gosh dude, you're like, so hardcore.

First kill (as far as I can remember) was a rabbit me and a classmate killed with rocks. It was a mercy kill... How it felt? I don't remember feeling anything. Perhaps some satisfaction that we had managed to do it.

first read i thought that you and the rabbit killed your classmate.

Now that would be a great story.

Lol!