As per many threads before, you answer the question directly above your and then you ask a question for the poster after you. Pretty simple. Ask anything you want so long as it doesn't really involve to detailed personal information. Answer honestly. Make this an honest thread and not one for the lulz.
I'll kick it off.
What was the worst moment of your life?
I can narrow it down to one specific moment. I've shared this story before. When I was around nine or so I saw a family of ducks; a mom and a bunch of ducklings. They were on the other side of the river. My cousin and I were tossing little rocks at them. I decided to pick up a big rock and toss it like a grenade. I launched it with the intent to go over the ducks. I didn't throw it far enough. It had hit a duckling. I jumped in the water to go get the duckling because the mom was leaving it behind. It was bleeding from it's nose and couldn't walk. I tried desperately to get the mom to take him. She was obviously in a panic and tried to get her other ducks to safety. As I held the duckling he died in my hands. It was probably the most powerful moment in my life. I still think about that moment at least once a week. If there's one thing about myself that I truly hate, it's that. I still can't believe that happened and that I did that.
How would you like to be remembered?
Go!
I'll kick it off.
What was the worst moment of your life?
I can narrow it down to one specific moment. I've shared this story before. When I was around nine or so I saw a family of ducks; a mom and a bunch of ducklings. They were on the other side of the river. My cousin and I were tossing little rocks at them. I decided to pick up a big rock and toss it like a grenade. I launched it with the intent to go over the ducks. I didn't throw it far enough. It had hit a duckling. I jumped in the water to go get the duckling because the mom was leaving it behind. It was bleeding from it's nose and couldn't walk. I tried desperately to get the mom to take him. She was obviously in a panic and tried to get her other ducks to safety. As I held the duckling he died in my hands. It was probably the most powerful moment in my life. I still think about that moment at least once a week. If there's one thing about myself that I truly hate, it's that. I still can't believe that happened and that I did that.
How would you like to be remembered?
Go!