I raise chickens and a chick died while I was away and being careless. She was the smallest chick, a bantam, cute and a little ditzy but she had tried so hard to live and I was so proud of her. But I’m a minor and I go where my parents go. I was out with them and she drowned in the water dish. I came back and picked up her body and it’s such an unbearable feeling to know that my sweet baby died because I wasn’t careful enough. It’s like a kitten you were raising is finally doing good with her siblings and you can leave her on her own for a bit but you come back and she is dead. My mom screamed at me and said that it’s our job to care for them and i was sobbing and saying sorry and she waved her little chick body in my face and told me to apologize to the chick. My mom said sorry for blaming me a few hours later and told me she was the one who needed to be more careful. But honestly I just don’t know how to feel okay anymore. My baby died because I wasn’t there to help her. I hate this.