Archive for the ‘Scary legends’ Category

I have always loved scary stories. I remember the very first scary story I ever heard. It was on some television movie that was playing at the time, and they were telling some story about Bloody Bones. Except I missed most of the story, so my mother happily told it for me. If you’ve never heard it, the plot synopsis is as follows: Person sleeps in haunted location. Person hears voice say “Bloody Bones”. Voice gets closer and closer until the finale which is “BOO!” or “I’ve Got You!” or something else that will make you jump. Read the rest of this entry »

He stood impassive, oblivious to cold and strong wind that was trying to throw him into space. If someone that night had not been sleeping well because of the incessant howling of the wind or by a series of nightmares plagued with horrors without form, and was watching the scene, I’d say I could not pinpoint a time that another figure, tall and slender like the first, seemed to spring from the shadows and alighted beside that enigmatic man who seemed to find comfort looking towards where he died at sea. Read the rest of this entry »

One of the oldest urban legends, best known and which has spread across five continents, is undoubtedly the crocodiles in the sewers. The stories relating to animals are often endowed with a quality that characterizes especially sadistic. Read the rest of this entry »

This is the most famous Mexican legend. It is so crucial to the Mexicans, that some descendants of immigrants living in the U.S. and Canada, claim to have seen La Llorona on the banks of rivers.
Several versions of the same legend, but the most popular records that, in the mid-sixteenth century, the inhabitants of Mexico City used to take refuge in their homes when the curfew. Especially, the survivors of the ancient Tenochtitlan, shut doors and windows, and every night some awakened by the cries of a woman who walked in the streets (hence the name La Llorona). This event was repeated for long. Read the rest of this entry »

First of all this story is true, my grandmother told her, as happened 10 years ago, is that my grandfather was quite a womanizer, and in that time had a lover in a town that was about six miles from where I lived … Well he always used to go in the evening and at dawn and return to the house, always had a motorcycle and driving his motorcycle, and when he Read the rest of this entry »