The missing Kidneys..a drabble

by MeeraMayaa

I just quenched my thirst by drinking his blood. It doesn’t taste sweet like his son’s, may be I should go hunting for one with high glucose level in blood.

Because, that day the one who pulled out my kidneys, was asking for his insulin injections.

The chairs, the window and the hospital hallway, have seen me dying.


And here am in the headlines again,

“Mysteriously, two doctors found dead with their Kidneys missing,

may be it’s, Ms.Curly again..”


Only I know what is lying below those pristine clean flooring.

Not the broken bones, it’s those bean shaped organs…

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