It was 1992 I was living in a small house adjacent to my uncles house. It’s a 2 bedroom house and I live alone. My parents and older brother was living in Singapore at that time. I stayed behind in the Philippines because frankly I enjoy being around my friends, I was a teenager back then, you know how it is.
Looking out my bedroom window you can see trees and a few feet away is the road. Now the story is (according to the neighbors who lived in the area for a long time) someone found a dead body in the road near my bedroom, it was a female and she was raped and beaten badly. No one was found guilty of the crime. Sometimes when I come home around 1am or 2am from hanging out with friends I would hear these cries for help.
The sound seems to … Read the rest
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