The Bag

As I was packing my bag, my mother kept on telling me, " you will need an additional bag"

"What for" I asked,

"Don't you think you need one" she asked.

"But I don't have anything to pack" I replied.

"May be I could pack something for you in it", I agreed. She was acting weird from morning. But I know how she would feel for knowing her only child is going far away from her. 

 She brought the pack fully stuffed. I didn't bother to open it as I was busy packing the rest of the items.

I kissed and hugged her, as I left home. 

The bus arrived right on time. I entered and placed the bag under my seat. There were only few people on the bus. 

I knew that I could only come back after 3years. So I decided to enjoy the beauty of my town so that I could use this memories for the next 3 years. Many thoughts filled my mind -my mom, my home town, my friends......

The thoughts took me into a deep sleep. I woke up as the bus screeched to a halt. And I noticed some thing....

' The red blood oozing out of the bag'...