When I was 13 I stole a lighter fluid and I poured it on my cat and burned him alive.

This is something I have never admitted to a single person. I’ve never gotten in trouble for it because no one ever knew it was me who did it. I’ve carried this secret and guilt for 24 years now. I am in my mid 30’s and have 3 kids now. Looking back at it, it was just a sick and twisted thing to do to an innocent animal. I remember my cousin’s neighbor had an old cat and left it outside. I went into their yard one day and grabbed the cat and took it behind this old abandoned house we had in the neighborhood. I remember this lighter fluid ad that we had at the time that was shaped like a bowling pin. I stole it and brought it with me when I took the cat. I put the cat in a sack and poured the lighter fluid on it. I lit it on fire and burned it. I don’t know how it got out but it did and it was still on fire when it came out. I was young and unaware of the suffering I was causing to the cat. It was probably the most inhumane thing I could have ever done. This is something I have to live with everyday and I will probably carry it to my grave. I am ashamed that I did this and would never do something like this again. It just didn’t seem right to keep hiding this, so I guess I’m confessing it here. I hope I can find some peace.<br><br>Edit: you people are fucking assholes. Yes I did this and it was fucking sick. It doesn’t take a genius to see that. I don’t need you calling me names and saying I should be shot or burned alive etc. etc. There is no need for that. I already know it was fucked up. I haven’t done anything like this in my entire life. If you don’t have anything nice to say or anything constructive, then just ignore it.