#WritcoStoryPrompt9

The cry was faint but I heard loud and clear it as I walked past the dark bushes. My steps faltered. It was late and I wasn’t sure if it was a smart thing to stop and inspect the source,
I started searching around that sound directed me to a old dustbin.
where little baby girl was crying ,she was in such a state ,my heart broker into pieces by seeing that..tears were uncontrollable.


I can't even narrate that sight,
the clothes of baby were torn,rats were revolving around her for food.
dogs rotating around...