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Ojalá No Salga De Su Tumba Historias De Terror - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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The crybaby, dozens of different origins, hundreds of places, different millions of
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testimonies, a single legend. Here, in my city, we also have
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our own version. It is said that a woman was unfaithful to her husband
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with a neighbor and he, as retribution, took the lives of her children,
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for he had convinced himself that those children were most likely not of him
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altogether if he had already deceived him, surely it was not the first time.
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So he went into the little ones’ room full of anger and hanged
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them without compassion. That unfaithful woman found the lifeless bodies of her children lying
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on the ground. At that very moment, the woman completely lost her mind
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and went out into the street, just as she was dressed, that is,
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in a nightgown and a white robe. She never regained her sanity and
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one cold night she died wandering the road as she lamented the murder of her
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children, as she had been to blame for that horrible act. I remembered
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that story while driving down the road back home. I remembered precisely because they
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put the song La Llorona byÁngel Aguilar on the radio. It was the
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first time I heard that song. I was coming a little rough, as
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it was starting to rain and in the news they had warned that it would
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possibly hit an electrical storm. Besides, my wife had called to tell me
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that she had prepared a special dinner. The song ended and I still had
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a few miles to get home. By the side of the road, I
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could see a woman walking. It' s not common to see someone at
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that time because of those rhombuses. A few hundred meters later, sor I
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saw a woman again, but now on the other side I felt that she
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was the same woman, but it couldn' t be possible when turning on
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a curve. I had to stop at once, because the same woman was
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in the middle of the street. But now it was in the middle of
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the street. That was a rather strange scene. I started to feel so
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scared. It was a suffocating sensation as if something very bad was about to
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happen. The woman was still there inert. After a few seconds I realized
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that I could pass by her. Without hitting her, so I just did.
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I avoided seeing her out of her sight. I remember thinking maybe there
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was a maniconium leak, of course it wasn' t. A few minutes
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later I got home. My wife already had dinner ready and my ten-
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year- old girl and my three- year- old were already at the
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table and my father- in- law was visiting. We have chicken dinner,
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stuffed with spaghetti and green and, of course, a cold soda.
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My children went to sleep as soon as they finished their meal and we stayed
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talking. That night' s talk. It was very nice. There were
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anecdotes and laughter. It has been a long time since I had such a
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good time, for at that time my wife was pregnant with our third child
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and my father- in- law had not found it to be good news,
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but that night we could say that we made peace. We were already
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saying goodbye when we heard someone knocking on the door. That was weird,
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it was almost dawn and we usually never have visitors in the house, much
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less at that time. I went and opened the door, but there was
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no one left and I looked up, but nothing. I frowned and thought
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for a moment and then returned to the house and closed the door. My
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wife asked me who I was and I told her that no one, that
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maybe we had heard wrong. Suddenly my father- in- law said he
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saw someone come through the window. I was just gonna check when they knocked
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on the door again. I told my wife to go with the kids.
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I went to the kitchen and took a iron bat that I keep next to
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the refrigerator. My father- in- law opened the door while I was
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preparing to attack with the bat, but again there was no one. Then
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my wife screamed. My father- in- law closed the door and I
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ran to my children' s room out the window. I could see a
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woman standing outside. I realized she was the same woman I ran into on
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the road. The woman put her hand over the window and then vanished from
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the mark she had left. The woman started to smoke. It was very
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strange. When I approached the window to check, I felt very cold.
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The window was freezing. I saw my wife and children in the living room
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together with my father- in- law who was very alert to the door.
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He asked me what happened and I told him about the woman. There
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was a big rumble. The windows vibrated pretty hard through the glass. I
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could see that the sky was fully lit and then another roar came so loud
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that the door shuddered and all the windows burst. The thunderstorm had arrived.
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My kids got pretty scared and started crying. My wife was also very scared.
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The strong wind began to get into the house causing the curtains to move
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violently. Then I could see that the woman snuck through the grille above the
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stove to get the smoke out. That grid' s almost above the ceiling.
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It wasn' t possible that the woman was peeking out there was too
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high. Nearly three meters outside, he was still thundering. My children were
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still crying. My father- in- law was looking everywhere and my wife
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was also starting to cry. Then the wind began to enter with more force.
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Everything we had on the table fell to the floor and the kitchen frets
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too. Suddenly the door opened violently and we could all see the woman standing
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outside the door. He was staring at us. I wasn' t trying
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to get in, I was just there and then the light went out.
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We' re in complete darkness. It' s all in the dark.
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I couldn' t even see my own hands. Everything was so gloomy.
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We all got close until we could feel that we were touching each other.
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That reassured us a little bit. We knew that someone was walking inside the
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house, as we could hear the pieces of the glass glasses breaking. Being
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stepped on. I could feel something touching. My face was smooth and wet.
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I think it was hair. My wife was breathing hard. It sounded
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very agitated. Then the light came back. We realized my son was gone.
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We went into despair and screaming. We called it by name, but
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there was no answer. My father- in- law ran into his truck
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and took his gun. He started walking around, rushed the whole house and
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then went out into the yard. My wife was on her knees hugging the
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girl while at the same time holding her belly. I didn' t know
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what to do. I wanted to go find my son, but I didn
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' t want to leave my wife alone with my daughter, we heard my
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boy cry and then a shot. I didn' t doubt it for a
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second and ran into the courtyard. There was my father- in- law
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pointing to the front. I asked him what had happened and he told me
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he saw the woman drag the little one while crying. He shot her,
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but she just disappeared. Together with my son, we searched all night,
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called relatives to come and help us. We went to the neighbors, we
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searched all the houses, we went through every corner of the block and beyond
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there was not a single sign of my son. That night my life changed
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forever. It took a three hundred and sixty degrees turn. My wife and
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I continued to look for our son for a long time. Of course,
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hope slowly faded away. Even the birth of our third child could not comfort
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us. My wife started having delusions. She said that our newborn was actually
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our son that the crybaby had taken to see her. Saying those things ended
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up breaking down I became an alcoholic. My parents picked up my daughter and
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the baby, because while I was drowning in the canteens, my wife ended
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up losing my sanity and her brothers decided to move her to the State Mental
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Health Center. I was in deep depression for almost five years. I managed
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to recover. Two years ago. My wife' s out, too.
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She was discharged A few months after I cleaned up, things between us are
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no longer as they were before. Nor were we able to save the lost
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time with the two children we still have. My wife is forced to take
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psychological treatment, so I decided to take therapy, too. The truth is
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that neither my wife nor I have managed to overcome the disappearance of our little
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one. We miss him every day and I know that my daughter also misses
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her brother, the Baby, who is already five years old. He'
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s started asking questions and I certainly never know what to answer. In the
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most recent session, my therapist told me that I should talk about what happened.
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He said, the more told it would be less and less painful.
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That' s why I encouraged myself to tell my story in this way.
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I am aware that this will not help me to recover my son, but
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I would appreciate it anyway if you would dedicate a prayer so that one day
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I can find my little one the tomb of the crybaby. I' m
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from Hidalgo State, from a small town. A lot of stories of all
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kinds of ghosts and spirits abound here, but without a doubt, the most
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famous is that of the crybaby. There are so many different stories that it
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is impossible to agree on what is the true origin of the crybaby. There
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' s something that all the stories match. She drowned her children and then
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repented the legend of the crybaby. It' s so famous that America has
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its crybaby. The South American countries also go to Spain has a crybaby.
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My Aunt Cuquita once told us a story about the crybaby, but it was
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a different weird story. In the story she told us, it wasn'
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t the crybaby who killed her children. In fact, the children did not
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die from drowning. The story of my aunt Cuquita for over a hundred years
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told us that in the mountain near the river before there was a wooden house
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that belonged to a marriage of Spaniards. He told us that one night the
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house started to burn down. My aunt says that a woman with her three
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children was going through the place from selling bread. The marriage of Spaniards had
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a baby and that night of the fire he was crying with great despair.
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The woman, as soon as she heard the baby cry, did not hesitate
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to go into the house to find the baby, managed to rescue the little
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creature. The problem was that the woman, in her desperation to take the
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baby out, did not realize that her three children had followed her into the
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house. He couldn' t do anything to save their lives. They died
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charred inside that wooden house. My aunt says that the poor woman was in
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a state of shock as soon as she could, went to take the bodies
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of her children and carried them to the river. One by one, he
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took them to the water and dived with his dead children. The woman died
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hugging the three children. The baby that the woman rescued was left in charge
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of the village convent after three days, the baby disappeared from the convent.
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They found three claws marked in the frame of the fourth door, where the
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baby slept. My aunt told us that since that night the woman wanders the
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streets of the village carrying that baby she rescued while crying for the terrible death
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of her children. I must admit, when my Cuquita aunt told us that
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story, I already felt weird. I don' t know if the right
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word is fear, but if it was an uncomfortable feeling, maybe it'
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s your management. But that same night, after finishing dinner at my aunt
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' s house, strange things began to happen to me. That party ended
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at 2: 00 in the morning. I got a little drunk, so
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I had to walk slowly to avoid getting dizzy. Anyway, I didn'
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t live this far from my aunt' s house. I was about three
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blocks from my house when the dogs started barking like crazy. Those dogs are
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very quiet. I' ve never heard them bark. So I felt a
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very strong chill suddenly at the door of the canteen. At the end of
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the street, he hit me hard and made me jump There came out a
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guy falling drunk. How he got close to me. I was so scared.
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It was visible in his eyes. He told me that the crybaby was
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nearby, that what he felt in the air was the same as he felt
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the night his son disappeared. Then a loud, loud cry resounded. It
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was heartbreaking and awful. I panicked. I ran to get to my house.
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When I was at the door just before entering, that scream was heard
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again, but it sounded a little further. The truth. That night I
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was so afraid that I didn' t want to sleep, but all the
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beers I had taken didn' t take long to send me to bed.
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The next morning, one Saturday I woke up with a little headache, so
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I went straight to the refrigerator to have a pitcher of cold water. I
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took a shower and changed. My head was still hurting, so I went
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out to the market to find whoever was selling a spicy little. Don Nuño
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' s wife was just opening her post. I asked for a little bit
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and sat down to have a coffee well loaded with me or while I waited.
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Minutes later, a woman came up to ask for something and as I
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waited I heard that I was telling Don Nuño' s wife that the baby
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of the marriage González had disappeared during the morning. I immediately remembered what the
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drunkard had said to me in disguise. I changed places to be closer and
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be able to hear better. They talked about it for a while. They
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said many things, but what caught my attention most was that within the framework
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of the Fourth Gate they found the mark of three claws, as in the
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story my aunt had told us. I didn' t doubt it for a
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second and went to my aunt' s house to ask her some questions.
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To my surprise, I wasn' t the only one there, my uncles
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and cousins had already gone. Everyone had heard about the disappearance of the González
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Baby. My aunt told us that the spirit of the crybaby was evil,
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to see negative that it took the children. He also told us that it
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is not so much now, as his spirit was contained in a tomb.
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He said that he could be released from time to time, only when many
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people talk about her, that it was like you were calling him, and
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that allowed him to get that out of the crybaby' s grave. I
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was curious, I had heard something about it, but honestly, up to
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that point I thought it was just a myth. But my aunt told us
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that in the community of seven reais lies the tomb of the Llorona. He
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told us that tomb was built in nineteen hundred and thirteen by orders of the
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Vatican. According to my aunt. This happened after the Holy See sent an
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exorcist to face the crybaby, as she was taking too many children. I
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asked her why the crybaby' s grave was in seven real ones if she
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showed up here in town. My aunt replied that the crybaby was a very
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powerful spectrum and that she could appear in several places. He gave me more
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details, but I didn' t really understand him much. That day,
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the town was under a lot of stress. I was twenty years old at
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the time and a child had never disappeared, so that wasn' t what
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people knew how to react and it was more scary, because everyone was talking
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about the crybaby. I went home and didn' t go out all afternoon.
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I just woke up for dinner and went back to sleep around 3:
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00 in the morning. I was awakened by the howlings of the dogs on
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the block barked very loud and very ugly. I looked out the window to
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see what was going on, but I didn' t see anything. Suddenly
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a deep and pitiful cry sounded loudly. She was the crybaby. That whining
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sounded pretty close. He seemed to be in my yard. I don'
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t have kids, so I didn' t understand why the crybaby was so
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close. I grabbed my machete and a quinque and went out playing brave.
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He was a dumb boy, and the truth is, he was a lot
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scared. I checked the surroundings, but I didn' t find anything.
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The dogs kept barking and I was already feeling some cold, so I turned
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around to get into my house. In that the crybaby again sheds her horrible
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regret. I let go of the scare quinque. A small flame was started
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on the lawn that was close by quickly. I laid it on the ground
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and I could shut it down without any problems. Once again I heard the
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crybaby, but now it sounded pretty far away. That calmed me down a
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little bit. I breathed relief and then got up three houses away. I
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could see the crybaby. She was dressed completely in white. He had such
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long hair that he passed his waist and walked without touching the ground. In
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the house. They had a two- year- old baby in front of
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me. Surely the crybaby was coming for him. I swear I thought I
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' d run to warn them, but the crybaby was moving fast and seeing
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her long nails and open scars had me paralyzed, I broke into my house
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and locked myself in the bathroom. I no longer heard the crybaby, but
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if I heard, as the neighbors across the street shouted, I didn'
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t have the courage to go out and fell asleep in the bathroom. In
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the morning I was able to confirm it. Neighbors' baby was gone.
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I wasn' t the only one who' d seen the crybaby. Some
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saw her when they looked out the window. Everyone on the block knew he
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was going for that baby, but no one was encouraged to come out.
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The church father sounded the bells as soon as he heard what had happened.
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A visit was arranged to the tomb of the crybaby to bring her offerings and
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the beef so that she would no longer take anyone else. I was one
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of those who encouraged themselves to go that old and forgotten tomb is in the
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middle of the mountain, surrounded by the land and the nopals. Apparently,
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our visit worked, as since then no one in my village ever saw the
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crybaby again. I hope it all goes on like this, but there is
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always the possibility that at some point many people will start talking about it and
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the crybaby will come out of her grave again. Tale written and adapted by Ramiro Contreras