How not to hide a body

By Chanuga Rollings

 

In December of 2023 I finally received my concealed carry permit in New Jersey, I went through hell getting it, not to mention all the money I spent. On a pleasant April evening, I decided to take a drive to the Jersey shore, at this time of year the tourists haven’t come into town yet so you can pretty much have the beach to yourself.

I chose Surf City, once I got onto Long Beach Island. I parked my car on the street as close to the beach entrance as I could, it was a beautiful night but still very chilly. The entrance to the beach was a climb, you had to latterly climb over a very big dune to get to the water,  they built up the dunes due to beach erosion, but slowly the island was still sinking.

I got halfway over the dune when I noticed some guy sitting on one of the benches, it was dark out, but he looked to be in his late twenties from what I could tell. Hey man, can you loan me a dollar, the young man asked as I passed him. Loan you, really, when will I be getting that buck back? I said laughing. Ok, how about I blow you for ten bucks, I haven’t eaten in a while the young man said back. How about you go and get a fucking I said irritably.  

The thought of this guy or any man for that matter sucking my dick repulsed me, and I walked away without saying another word. I got over the dune and walked across the sand to the water’s edge. Staring at the waves for a few minutes, I began to walk along the beach, and then I just happened to look up. Standing on the dune was the guy that I just passed, he was watching me. It was a dark night, the moon for the most part was covered by clouds, but I could tell that it was him, and we were the only ones out there. I thought about confronting him, but I just let it go.

I have always loved the sound of the waves crashing, it’s so soothing. I needed this tonight, the calmness of the ocean was like therapy for me right now. My girlfriend and I just broke up after seven years, two weeks ago she told me that she was in love with a guy from her office. A fucking liberal and Trump hater, unlike me, she said that she couldn’t live with a Trump supporter anymore and that it was bad for her image.

On top of that, I just lost my job for kicking a manager down a flight of steps, I didn’t like him talking down to me in front of his peers for something that I didn’t even do. Life is a miracle, but at times it can also suck!

With the sound of those soothing waves, I must have walked a quarter mile down the beach, so when I turned around I happened to see a dark figure standing on a dune watching me. I knew it had to be that fucking guy, he followed me down the beach, but why, that was the mystery question of the evening.

As I walked back to where I started from, this creep staying on the dunes kept following me. Maybe this idiot thought that I couldn’t see him but as I got closer to where I came in he sped up making sure to catch me before I got to my car.

I just got over the dune when he ran up to me, pulling what looked like a butcher knife this asshole demanded all my money and my car keys. That’s not going to happen, kid, he lunged at me with the knife, what could I do, I pulled out my gun and fired one shot hitting him right between his eyes, I saw the life drain from his face as he fell onto the sand.

Now, I’m no fucking lawyer but I do know that our justice system in New Jersey is grossly liberal which means that this prick probably has more rights than I do. I had to think, I could just leave him here on the dune, but with forensics, and DNA, my paranoia was in full swing.

With my mind racing I decided to bury this idiot, to be fair, I did almost call the cops, but then I thought better of it, with no witnesses, I didn’t feel like answering all those questions, and chances are I still would have been charged with murder, or at the very least manslaughter, fuck that. 

I dragged this guy to my car which was about twenty feet away and put him in the trunk, thank god I had an 8x10 piece of plastic tarp in the trunk, I covered the trunk with the tarp and put his body on that. I took another look around just to make sure no prying eyes were watching me, I left my car lights out until I hit the main road to get off of the island.

Once off the island, I pulled over into a fast food restaurant, I went through this guy’s wallet, he was only 27 years old, and his name was Lenny Evens, and he was from Philadelphia. I had some huge decisions to make, or I could spend the rest of my life in prison for killing this useless piece of shit.

And then it hit me, back on the island there was a huge building boom going on, I could bury him on the property of one of them big homes being built, and hopefully they would never find him. After coming out of the fast food restaurant I ate my food as I made a U-turn back to Long Beach Island. I drove down to Holgate, it was the last town on the island and with the least amount of people living there this time of year. The house I chose was the last one before hitting a small public beach, it was perfect.

I parked my car and dragged this guy to the back of a huge home being built, and then I ran out front and moved my car. I pulled it into a small public parking lot about 200 feet from where I was going to bury this guy. After parking my car, I ran back to the body, lucky me, some contractor left a shovel because I hadn’t even thought of that, I was going to use my hands and feet to dig the hole, I had no prior experience digging graves.

I spent the rest of that evening digging an eight-foot-deep hole, after which I threw this guy in, filled in the hole, and left. 

Several weeks later there was a knock at my door, it was the police with a warrant for my arrest, apparently people having expensive homes  built on Long Beach Island also like having surveillance cameras. The folks that were having that home built were watching me bury that guy on their cell phone, fuck me!

The end