BESTIAL ABUSE OF MUSLIM HORDES OVER DEAD SERBS

When I found my Stoja, my mother's daughter, her clothes torn, blood and bruises around her thighs. The veins on her arm were cut so that blood was slowly flowing out. She was still showing signs of life... I started when I saw three men and one woman. The woman came up to my Stoja first and started to wrap her arms. I mean, poor thing, she wants to save her. And when I, damn it, saw what they wanted from a dead woman, I fell on her to protect her with my body. They stripped me off her and dragg