My name is Mervin Fritsch, I lost my mother when I was young. I heard that when my mother gave birth to me, she had difficulty giving birth and died, her grave was buried behind the house.
After I began to understand, every holiday I came to burn incense for my mother, but I discovered that next to my mother's grave there was a small grave. I asked and my grandfather said it was just an empty grave. name, told me to let my mother burn a stick of incense for that grave.
I didn't pay attention until I was eighteen years old and something big happened at home that I found out...
It was June, I had just finished my university entrance exam, my scores had not yet been announced, and I I remember the night before the incident, my grandparents and I were in the house watching TV.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Grandma asked, who is outside?
There was no sound outside. Grandma stood up and prepared to open the door, but at this moment, I saw my grandfather holding one of her hands tightly, asking in a low
Who is it? We're getting ready to go to bed, there's something coming tomorrow morning.