This one's not funny. It still hurts when I think about it. I had just gotten my driver's license and was driving through our neighborhood on my way to school. I accidently hit a squirrel. I stopped and ran back to see what happened, think what to do. It was screeching in pain with half of its intestines falling out. I got back into the car and proceeded to try to run it over again to put it out of its misery - but it took quite a few back-ups and forths to line up everything. By the time I got to school I was sobbing uncontrollably. I got a detention for being late. It was still worth it to put that poor thing out of its misery. To this day, I still don't like driving, and tense up when I hear a sound like that poor hurt squirrel.
