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Esta Es Mi Trágica Historia Historias De Terror - Voces De La Noche · Niebla en el bosque con Evelith von

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There is an old story that tells that during the early New Spain there was
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a beautiful indigenous woman who fell deeply in love with a Spanish somorío, progressed
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and flourished. They even had three children. Everything seemed to be going well
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until she discovered that the man she loved had planned to marry a Spanish woman.
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After being discovered, he simply abandoned her. She was shattered by the
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immense sadness she felt. It turned into anger and hatred. She was totally
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mad and out of her mind she suffered an attack of despair and courage,
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so she took her three children to the river and drowned them in a vile
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and merciless way. She was blinded and had no control over her impulses.
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When he realized what he had done, he broke down and died of sadness.
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Some say that the spirit of that beautiful indigenous woman wanders aimlessly until she
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finds an orphan and tries to protect him, although some also say that she
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is looking for children to drown them, just as she did with her own
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children. I heard that story for the first time when I was a kid.
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My mother always scared me that if we were going to play the river,
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the crybaby could catch us among the same neighbors. There were things about
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the crybaby. Some said they had seen her and others said they had heard
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her. So ten years passed until one day I started having a series of
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encounters with the crybaby. I never imagined how this story would end. It
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all started one morning from November, my mother and I had gone to Mass
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at six o' clock in the morning. When Mass was over, the
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sun was just rising. We are always the last to go out, because
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my mother likes to stay and pray. A little bit I was helping my
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mother down the stairs. When I was angry I could see a woman in
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a long blue dress, but it was a pretty light blue, almost white
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blue. The woman also wore her head covered with a cloth of the same
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color as the dress. I didn' t get a good look, but
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I think the woman had a red rose in her hands. When I turned
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around so I could see the woman, I was gone. That seemed strange
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to me, but I let it go, because if I was distracted too
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much, I could throw my mother away at the time I was already an
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older woman. An important detail is that the church is more or less close
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to the river. The cemetery' s over there, too. The next
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day, my friends and I were walking around on the shores of the village.
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He found an area where red lilies grow in summer, but by November
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almost all of them were sold and the few left are almost withered. So
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when I could see that one of those flowers was still in its utmost splendor,
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I was amazed. It occurred to me to take it to my mother,
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so I walked to take it, leaned to tear it off with everything
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and stem. When I was going to get up I saw a very clear
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blue dress that happened in front of me immediately I got up, but there
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was nothing. The first thing that happened to me was that it was the
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woman I had seen leaving the church, but it was an absurd idea.
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After finishing the ride with my friends, I went home to my mother.
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I went to his room and gave him the flower. He liked it a
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lot. Then I went to the fridge to get a soda in a glass
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bottle and went to my room. One of the windows in my room has
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a view of the courtyard. On the opposite wall of the window I have
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a wardrobe that in one of its doors has a large mirror. When I
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finished my soda, I went to the roro, but to get some clothes
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because I was going to take a bath. I grabbed the first thing I
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found and when I closed the closet door through the mirror I could see that
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outside the window stood a woman in a blue dress and her head covered.
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I got scared and turned around throwing the glass bottle into the window. There
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was no one outside. My mother arrived in a hurry as soon as she
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heard that my room window had broken. I didn' t want to tell
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him I was seeing a woman, so I made up my mind that there
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was a pretty big spider and that' s why I threw the glass bottle.
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It' s dinner time. My mother wanted sweet bread, so she
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would go out to the bakery while she was making some atole the night.
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It was pretty quiet. To tell you the truth, there were few people
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on the street. That was weird, because it wasn' t that late.
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I arrived at the bakery in less than ten minutes walking, I took
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a couple of little bowls and three shells. Then I walked back to my
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house. I was a few meters from the door of my house when it
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started to get a horrible cold. The wind began to strike with fury,
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the sky began to thunder and a heavy rain fell. Suddenly I felt a
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look and turned only to see the woman in the celestial dress in the distance.
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It was about ten meters away. I was just standing there in the
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rain. Looking at me. Then my mother came out and covered me with
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her brim. Then we went into the house. I was dying of cold,
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so I was covered with my mother' s overflow while serving my hot
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tole. As soon as I gave him the first sip, I stopped shaking
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and gradually took off the cold. We could have dinner quietly. We talked
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about when I was little about my mother' s pranks. He also told
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me some things about my late father. It was a very nice talk.
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That' s why I didn' t want to tell you anything about the
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woman. That would have ruined dinner. My mother died that night. He
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didn' t suffer, he had a heart attack while he was asleep.
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She was the last thing I had left, so I felt terribly bad.
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The only thing that gave me a little comfort is that the last moments I
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spent with her, that dinner was a wonderful thing. The wake in the
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church was a difficult time. My friends also accompanied me some people from the
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village who appreciated my mother. At the moment I felt like I couldn'
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t handle the situation anymore, so I decided to go wash my face.
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I stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes looking in the mirror as I
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remembered my mother' s face. When I was calmer, I walked back
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to church. I approached my mother' s coffin and found a red rose.
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That flower wasn' t there. When I went out to the bathroom,
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I asked one of my friends if anyone had approached the coffin, but
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he told me he hadn' t seen anyone for any reason. I felt
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the need to turn towards the entrance and reached to see the tail of a
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long blue dress turning outside the church as strange as it might seem. At
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no time did I think that woman was related to my mother' s death.
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The terrible time has come to bury my mother in the Holy Field.
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I cried a lot the only way a son can cry to his mother.
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The minutes passed and the hours later. Everyone was leaving while I stood there
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in front of my mother' s grave. I have no idea how long
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it was, but when I realized it was raining as I looked up.
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There was the woman in the long celestial dress. He turned around and started
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walking slowly. I decided to follow her from afar. Of course I noticed
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that I no longer had the red rose with me. That meant I had
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left her on my mother' s coffin. We left the pantheon and walked
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towards the Church. For a moment I thought we were going into the temple,
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but we passed by there were people on the street. I could see
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them, but apparently, they didn' t see either the woman in the
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celestial dress or me. We continue walking and after crossing a paved street,
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we reach the river bank. As I followed her from one moment to the
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next. The water from the river began to emanate a slight steam. It
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was warm, it smelled like flowers. It was reassuring. Finally we came
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to a large tree quite leafy. I was distracted by looking at the tree.
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I' ve never seen him before. I had no idea where he
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was. When I reacted, the woman in the celestial dress was no longer
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what happened next. I can' t explain it. It may not make
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sense to anyone who hears my story, but I am convinced that I heard
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my mother' s voice coming from that tree. The steam from the river
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began to dissipate and the tree disappeared. I don' t know what happened.
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I don' t think the crybaby' s looking for kids to drown.
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What I believe is that this woman really repented for hurting her children and
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now tries to give comfort to those who lose our mother. That' s
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why the crybaby started showing up. I knew my mother was going to die.
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Maybe he tried to warn me. I don' t know. All
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I have for sure is that I can hear my mother' s voice.
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For the last time it brought me peace and that' s why I ask
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every night for the rest of the crybaby' s spirit. One day,
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the witch simply died and all those souls the witch had, souls of women
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who had killed their children were liberated and embodied in one being a being whose
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destiny would be to wander for eternity crying in search of the children who had
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been killed. It' s certainly not a well- known story outside of
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a new lion, but that story is the basis of the anecdote I'
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m going to tell. I' ve always lived in Galeana. This municipality
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is made up of nearly three hundred tiny villages and small communities. I live
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in the town that serves as the municipal capital. If you walk about a
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mile and a half in a northwest direction you will meet the village of the
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half moon. That little town is practically abandoned. In fact, if I
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' m not mistaken, it has less than fifty inhabitants. But that is
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not necessarily bad, for the nature of the small town. That is very
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striking, especially the river and its surroundings. Well, over three years ago
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I used to go to that area a lot with my friends to hang out.
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You know how to walk, get in the water, get in the
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trees, stuff like that. On one occasion a kind of party was organized
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there on the crescent. I don' t really remember whose idea it was.
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What I do remember is that my friends and I were in a group
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as usual. The party was crazy. I ended up going away with no
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one and Omar did the same with Lucia. It wasn' t anything special
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or any of those cheesy things. We were just four friends who wanted to
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have a good time and to take risks with a stranger after a while we
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met again at the party. It was a bit late. They were going
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to do two in the morning. The girls said they were tired and already
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wanted to go home. So we got out of the party and started walking
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back to town. It took us almost half an hour to get to anyone
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' s house. Then we headed to Lucia' s house, which was
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less than ten minutes away. When we got there, he invited us in
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His parents weren' t there. You know, my friend Omar and I
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left Lucia' s house at about four in the morning. We soon realized
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that the night was strangely different. There was too much silence. A sepulchral
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silence suddenly we were both able to hear screams and laments. They were heartbreaking
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and they seemed to be issued by a woman, we got scared and we
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went on alert. A painful cry was joined by such a loud noise.
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Omar said maybe someone was attacking a woman. He suggested that we should find
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out where the screams came from to see if we could help or something I
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immediately refused if I was quite scared and as an excuse, I said that
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maybe it was just a woman who was in labor. Omar immediately dismissed what
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I said, reminding me that his mother was a midwife and he knew a
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woman' s complaints well enough. When she' s giving birth. He
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insisted that yes or if those screams were from a woman who was being attacked
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or worse. I don' t know how, but he convinced me to
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follow the trail of those regrets. As we got closer, the screams stopped
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sounding like screams and now they sounded more like thunder or something. I insisted
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several times to stay away, but Mar was determined and I wasn' t
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going to leave him alone. Finally, when we reached the river bank,
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the cries stopped and again everything was covered by overwhelming silence. It was too
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strange. Clearly something wasn' t right. Then, in the distance we
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could see a woman was walking very slowly towards us. His soups looked like
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old, dirty rags. I don' t remember seeing his feet, because
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his broken dress dragged him right away. We realized it was the crybaby,
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so we got out of the way. From there, when we were in
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the middle of town, we met Doña Sabina. She was sitting on a
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rocking chair outside her house, on the sidewalk. We stopped and told her
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it was better to get in, because the crybaby was close. Dona Sabina
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laughed at us. Then he told us too many young men to mess with
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the girls. That' s how they should be young for all to omar
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and I turn to be confused. Doña Sabina hit us with her cane and
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then told us to go into her house. Before the crybaby didn' t
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meet. She went to the kitchen and brought us an omelette with a living
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room each. Doña Sabina sat down and asked us if we had Bride,
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to which we replied no. I didn' t understand what your questions were
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coming. Then he asked what of us had pregnant a girl. Omar asked
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him to explain to us that these questions came, because we did not understand
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anything. Doña Sabina told us that the crybaby knows when a girl has just
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gotten pregnant, she also knows when that future mother has no plans to be
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a mother. He said that the crybaby, as revenge, takes the father
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of that creature who will not be born and then takes the one who did
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not want to be a mother. We both remained silent. Ms Sabina shook
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her head, implying that one of us was in serious trouble. He told
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us it was best not to go out to the rocking hand. She went
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to her room and told us that we could sleep in the hammocks she had
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in the Oscar room. He asked me about nobody and I said no,
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it was impossible. Then we understood that it was Lucia. The problem was
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we didn' t know who the dad was. We couldn' t sleep
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the rest of the night. Early in the morning, Dona Sabina invited us
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for breakfast. There we took the opportunity to ask her if anything could be
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done to reassure the crybaby. He told us the answer was obvious. They
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were as simple as the baby being born safe and sound. We finished breakfast
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quietly. Before we went we thanked Doña Sabina for her hospitality. Omar and
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I didn' t know what to do. It didn' t seem very
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wise to go to Lucia' s house and tell her that she was pregnant
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and much less we could tell her that she would have to have the baby
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because, otherwise, the crybaby would take her away. Together with one of
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us two agreed that we would each go to our house to sleep for a
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while and meet at no one' s house after half a day to tell
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him what was happening. When I got home, my mother was waiting for
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me on the other side of the door. He met me with a slap
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and asked me where the night had passed. I told her the idea was
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to get there early, but we got the crybaby and that Doña Sabina had
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let us stay at her house. My mother had also heard the loud cries
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of the crybaby, so she believed me. I told him I couldn'
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t sleep well because of the screams and that I would go lie down in
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my room. Yeah, I slept, but I couldn' t rest.
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Before one o' clock in the afternoon, Omar and I arrived at no
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one' s house and told him everything. She was worried about the pregnancy
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of our friend and also about how we were going to tell her. So
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he wouldn' t react badly. No one told us she would help us
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talk to Lucia. We were all three her parents were still gone. The
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first thing we did was ask her if she had also listened to the crybaby
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and said yes. In fact, he said he' d been lurking around
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the house. Lucia was very frightened, for she said that behind the veil
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of the crybaby there is no face. She told us she could see her
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face- to- face through the window. She said the crybaby doesn'
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t have a face, but there' s a dark black hole through which
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you can see horrible things. When Lucia said that, I felt a chill,
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tremendous only to imagine it or to omar nor did I know how to
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tell her. So no one was the one who did it. She told
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Lucia that Doña Sabina had told us that one of us had pregnant her and
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that if she decided not to finish the pregnancy, she would have prayed terrible
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consequences for her and for Ahumar or for me. Lucia was in choc she
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couldn' t believe it, but she knew that Doña Sabina was the oldest
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and wisest woman in town and if Doña Sabina said it was because she was.
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Lucia began to cry, as she was going to explain to her parents
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that they were going to think of her life. He had taken a three
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hundred and sixty degrees turn just for having a good night. No one managed
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to calm her down and told her she wasn' t alone, that she
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was counting on us no matter what. We kept the secret until we could
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clinically verify that if she was pregnant, she decided that neither Omar nor I
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would answer for the Baby did not want to know who the father was.
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Nobody was there with her. When it came time to tell Lucia’ s
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parents, Lucia was sent to distant relatives and we never saw her again by
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photo. We know that he' s fine and that he, the child,
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is fine, too. Things for us never did the same again.
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After that, fortunately, I have never seen the crybaby again, but if
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I have been able to hear her, every time her gruesome laments resonate with
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the people, I begin to tremble with fear and anguish, written and adapted
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by Ramiro contreras