Listen to Children, (body bags)

I was very young, I loved to walk with my dog Putsie along the beach but Putsie must have been sick, I don't remember, but I was alone this day.
I walked the beach, it was a stormy day. I was cold and I was bored but the beach was my friend and I had nothing better to do.
My walk took me towards one of the many brick dump sites, a large tunnel that spilled its repulsive smelling body wastes in to the sea. But it was cold and I decided to hide in it to warm myself up.
Inside the tunnel there was a man. An older man, he came towards me all smiles and hugged me. I didn't feel so happy about being touched.
He offered me money if I would go deeper into the tunnel with him. I gave him a funny look and he pulled out a large sum of money and smiled.
"I was little, all I saw was how much candy I could buy with that cash. I was not exactly from a rich family, well let's say, pretty damn poor, single mother, etc."
Anyway, I went further in to the tunnel, but I didn't feel good about it, I felt pretty scared. He saw it and wanted to grab hold of my arm. I quickly handed him the money, "which I regret till this day" I think it must have stunned him momentarily because his grip was loosened. I apologized, "god knows why" and ran for my life.
Only once I was out of the tunnel did I start to cry. I ran and ran until I saw a policeman on the beach.
I ran panting towards him, he smiled at me and picked me up. I told him about the man in the tunnel.
He didn't believe me. He never went to check on it, he just told me to go home.
I couldn't believe that this policeman just brushed me off like that.
I don't remember much of what happened when I got home. I'm sure I told my mom.
All I know is that a couple of days later I heard from horrified people and on the news that several bags were found in the sea. Each bag had parts, body parts of a little girl.
That little girl could have been me.
I knew that it was that man, but no one ever listened to me.