Dad didn’t understand why his daughter’s grave kept growing. He burst into tears when he learned the truth behind it.
The cemetery was always too quiet for Marcus. He hated the silence, hated how the world seemed to move on while he stood frozen in place. Every step across the gravel path felt heavier than the last, his polished black shoes crunching softly as if to remind him he still carried weight when she no longer could.
He wore his black suit again. He always did. He couldn’t bring himself to visit his daughter’s grave in anything less. To Marcus, dressing properly was the last thing he could still give her.
When he reached her resting place, his chest tightened. The granite headstone bore her name in crisp letters, and though the words were familiar, they cut into him every time. My baby girl,” he whispered, running a trembling hand across the top of the stone. But something else caught his eye. He froze. The earth above her grave wasn’t flat like the others. Instead, it swelled upward, an unnatural mound, round and smooth, like the ground itself was….Read Full Story Here..……………………
