Things I did in the past that bother me now
When I was twelve my cousin and I was visiting my grandparents on their farm in a very rural area. My cousin was nine.
Along came this seven-year-old boy who lived across the street. The poor kid had an empty cider bottle with him and he was going to take this to the creek and catch salamanders and such and put them in his bottle.
I didn't like this kid so my cousin and I followed him to the creek. As the boy was bent over to look at the water creatures I tossed a rock in his general direction. The stone thank god did not hit him but hit the water directly in front of his face drenching his face with water. My cousin whooped with laughter. I myself was quiet.
The boy was surprised but he raised his head and looked mad but being a small boy there was nothing he could do. The kid said referring to another small creek on the property that he was going somewhere where we couldn't go. I then informed this poor kid that my grandparents owned that too and he couldn't go there either.
My cousin by now had picked up another rock and threatened to bust the cider bottle. Hearing this the poor kid picked up the water bottle and pressed it close to his chest looking me directly in the eye.
He left carrying this bottle off the property and I didn't see him again that day.
OK, here I am nearly 71 years old and now I wish to H*** I had not done that. Some poor kid trying to have fun and we deliberately spoiled it for him.
Hopefully, I believe there was another creek near his folk's property across the street.