ery congested, no time for any flings or girlfriends, I liked it that way, never felt the emptiness in my life. I was a school teacher, singer and a RJ. My week started with my part time r

blood that's been mixed with grease, smelled like blood too. I was horrified at my situation, I couldn't understand what should I do, I was just feeling dizzy, then I slowly checked the whole car, my heartbeat was stopped when I saw greasy blood covered all over the place, minced fats and meat here and there, bad odour from the car making me to vomit but I strongly hold myself. With my tiny little torch, under the moonlight night, I was feeling frustrated, disgusted, my inner soul was screaming out loud. For once, I thought I was going to faint. Then I saw trail of blood dragged from the mini microbus. It was ended on the beach. I was so afraid by the thought that it might be a human who was killed then thrown to the sea. When I was seeing with my blurry eyes, the ocean, then I saw a sack was trying hard not to caught by the tide. I took a long breath of bravery in my heart and pulled out the sack from the sea shore, it was tightly tied with nylon rope, sewn by it too, when I opened it to see what's inside, I saw a woman's head at first, then the rest, there were few of them. I ran away from it as fast as I could till I got breathless, I was crying out of conscious, it was probably a who