The burial went according to plan: slowly, solemnly, and silently, interrupted only by the priest’s remarks and hushed weeping. A white-lined coffin stood in the middle of the hall. There was a young man inside who had died in a terrible accident too soon. His wife was standing close by, looking pale and aloof, as did their young daughter, a two-year-old girl wearing a black outfit.
The young girl clung to the edge of the casket and stood silently. At that age, many thought youngsters didn’t yet grasp what death meant, therefore no one had high expectations for her.
The girl was taken closer to the casket at the very end of the ceremony. She gazed at her dad for a while. Initially in silence, she scowled before letting forth a desperation-filled scream:
Her voice sounded so agonized that the whole room froze.
She reached for her father’s face, gave him a gentle pat on the cheek, and continued to repeat, through tears:
— Wake up, Daddy! Stay awake! Open your eyes, Daddy!
Some bowed their heads, supposing it was merely a child’s sorrowful cry. Others cried in private. The girl suddenly straightened up, gestured to her father’s face, and uttered:
— He’s afraid! “Help me, I’m here,” my father said to me. He’s inside! He stayed!
There was a terrible silence in the room. Then a horrifying incident occurred.
The adults looked at each other anxiously.
One of the family members muttered:
What if she was truly feeling something?
When the girl’s mother hurried to soothe her, the youngster wailed and resisted:
— Daddy is in tears! I hear him! He stayed! You closed him in, but why?..
The woman’s lips quivered as she fell to her knees next to the coffin:
Sweetheart, what did you hear? Did he say anything to you?..
The girl, still crying, muttered:
— “I shouldn’t have gone,” he remarked. They intentionally did it.
— Who?
– My father’s sibling, my uncle.
It was a thunderclap of words.
Even those who were sobbing in private then fell silent. Because someone had already reported an odd journey, an unexpected nighttime call, and the man’s apparent concern a few days prior to his death.
Hold on. Dead quiet.
The man in the gray suit by the wall caught everyone’s attention. One of the deceased’s closest relatives, his cousin, has been providing the family with active support in recent days. Even the burial had been planned by him.
The mother became pale and muttered, “What did you say?”
— At night, Daddy told me… He arrived. He was in tears. “Uncle made me go,” he said. The girl grieved but spoke fluently and without hesitation when his automobile fell. — And now that Daddy is there, he’s by himself.
The brother of the deceased man’s lips quivered as he attempted to speak. One visitor left the room quickly. Someone else had already taken out a phone.
The widow whispered as she raised her daughter in her arms and held her close:
— Describe his arrival to me.
— Daddy was seated on the bed when I woke up. He was depressed and soaked. “Tell mommy—uncle knew,” he said. He desired for me to leave. — The casket caught the girl’s attention. – “He wanted you not to know.”
The family reported the incident to the police the very next day. A fresh inquiry was launched. The deceased had a lengthy conversation with his brother near his car the night before the tragedy, according to security footage.
Additionally, forensic specialists found braking system tampering when the case was reviewed.
That couldn’t have been known by the girl.
However, she had heard her deceased father’s voice.
