i am the bravest person of the week - actually last week

ohmigosh, i am so brave. so i'm downstairs cuz my mom is on the computer and she needs me to hold her hand when she does it cuz computers are so scary, when my dad (who was out cleaning out the garage) comes in and asks where she is. i go upstairs and tell him she's down but that i can probably help him with whatever he needs out in the garage. then he asks me if i'm brave enough to hold a bag open for a dead rabbit! being the noble daughter, i decide not to make my mom do it. so then we're heading to the backyard and my dad tells me it's headless!!! some cat or something must have gotten to it cuz yeah, when i got back there all i saw was this brown hairy blob and blood and guts! but i dutifully walked over to it (with my eyes closed and making whimpering sounds while my dad is yelling at me 'get over here!') and held the bag open. and then i felt the bag get all heavy when the body landed in there!!!! it was so beyond nasty! i dropped the bag and made more whimpering noises and ran away. but so yeah - i am the bravest person ever.