The garden at the new house calmed me down. But only until I came across strange graves

The garden at the new house calmed me down. But only until I came across strange graves – Lifee.cz

Zuzana admired the new garden, she felt calm from it. Then she found out that it was a cemetery and the voices of dead children began to haunt her. Fortunately, a neighbor told her the secret of the tombstones.

I had the opportunity to live outside the city in a house with a garden. The friends were going to renovate the house in a year, and until then they were looking for someone to sublet. I was just after a breakup, I was looking for a refuge and preferred solitude to noisy streets. In short, it came together perfectly. I didn’t hesitate for a minute and brought all the things in the van as soon as possible.

The rains came the very first week, so I didn’t get to the garden. Then the sun finally came out and I sat in the green after work until dark. I felt incredible peace there, sometimes I couldn’t even hear the birds. It seemed to me that my broken heart and state of mind were perfectly healed there. I started calling the place the “zen garden”. I invited a friend there, but she had a completely different feeling about the place.

“Does that suit you? To me it feels like a cemetery here, ivy everywhere and an eerie silence.” she let herself be heard. When she left, I was left with an unpleasant feeling. I suddenly realized that the place was a bit sad and scary. I decided to improve it a little. I put on my gloves and started to weed. But I came across a tombstone in the corner of the garden and then another.

My hands were shaking. A total of seven tombstones with names such as Bára, Alois or Kačka. All the children died around the age of ten or twelve. Or did someone kill them? I ran into the house saying I was going to call my friends. After all, they must have known about this when they bought the house and land!

But I couldn’t call them, it was slowly getting dark and I felt terrible. It dawned on me that my friend was right about the cemetery. I suddenly felt the souls of children watching me all around me. Or they want to play! And that scared me the most. At night I dreamed that ghosts were playing hide and seek with me.

Dead children called my name and I raved until dawn. In the morning, I finally called my friends and told them the terrible news. They were like scalded and promised to come in the afternoon. They definitely did not want to have any graves on the property and wanted to contact the original owner. Except that it evaporated somewhere.

We definitely didn’t want to dig up the graves, the police needed to be involved. One must not bury the dead in the garden. However, we didn’t have to go that far in the end. A neighbor heard about our predicament and came to tell us how things really are. It was a pet cemetery. “They named dachshunds after their acquaintances, who knows why,” she laughed.

Suddenly it made sense to us, age, diminutives and number of graves. We were incredibly relieved. A stone fell from my heart mainly because I don’t have to move anywhere. I continue to go to the garden and I really like it, even though it is a pet cemetery. The calm is suddenly back again.