So I had a pretty rough night. My boyfriend and I were arguing a lot and it was time for me to go home. I wanted to stop by my work place to see if my paycheck would be there like she said, and it wasn’t. So I went on home in a bad mood. I was driving about 50mph on our rock road. I was so pissed, nothing was going my way. I see two glowing eyes gleaming in the middle of the road. I saw fear. I slammed on my breaks and tried to swerve the best I could, but it was too late. I hit the raccoon. Immediately I stopped my truck and saw the skid marks of blood on the road. I started balling my eyes out as I hear the raccoon. I run over to it (really dangerous but I’m an animal person). I couldn’t bring myself to it to kill him. So i watched him suffer for like 7 seconds. and it was the worst feeling ever. I cried over his limp body begging to God to make him breathe again. I could hear the blood trickling. I even tried bringing him back. But it was useless. He was dead. I cried over his body for like 15 mins(I probably sound dumb, but don’t judge, this was my first animal I’ve hit). I picked him up and moved his body into the grass. Said a silent prayer. and cried all the way home. i feel so guilty.