When I was about 9 or 10 years old an Alligator came in our yard and was going after my dog. My dad wasnt home and I think my mother had walked down to the beach with my brother. I went in the house, grabbed my baseball bat and then beat him to death by hitting him on the head many times. The gator was only 6 or 7 feet long, but for a guy my age....he was a monster. I felt horrible for killing something like that, though. I think I may have cried afterwards but I can't remember.
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