She was killed brutally and her cadaver raped senselessly. But even after the incident what held back me from suicide was the company of my best friend whom I looked at as a brother from another mother. Our friendship deepened as years passed on but love for him was just an act of a definitive plan. One fine morning, I saw his dead body, frozen, swept ashore and his penis chopped off and I enjoyed it.  She was my little Sister!