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These Roommate Horror Stories Will Make You Want To Live On Your Own Forever


Leaving your parent’s house and moving into your own place can be one of the most exciting, liberating, stressful and difficult experiences you can go through, but it all depends on one person: your roommate.

Just like that, your roommates hold the power to turn this liberating experience into your worst nightmare and cause you to go running back to your parents’ house. Don’t believe us? Check out these roommate horror stories…

Roommate Horror Story #1

“My roommate was running an illegal massage parlor out of our dorm room. She would have all of these old men in and out of our dorm room all the time and I kinda knew what she was doing but I decided to mind my own business. One of the men that came over ended up being an undercover cop and arrested her. It turns out everyone living in our suite dorm was under investigation for a couple of months and she ended up confessing to prostitution. In the end she ended up hating me because she thought I had snitched, even though she was posting Craigslist ads and wasn’t even being careful about it. Smh.”

CREDIT: @NATALIAESTRADA_ / TWITTER

Well DAMN, that roommate story escalated quickly.


So happy I never had a roommate problem like this.

Roommate Horror Story #2

When we all first moved in together, I’m talking about like a month into it, my roommate told me that his family was going through some stuff so his mom was going to live with us. I said it was totally cool. I mean if my mom was going through something of course I’m going to have her stay with me. The problem was that it ended up not just being his mom… It was his mom, his two sisters, and the two kids of one of the sisters. So instead of only us three living in the apartment, it was eight of us in a three bedroom, one bathroom apartment. And they ended up staying for 6 MONTHS instead of just a couple of weeks like my roommate had said. It was a nightmare.”

CREDIT: ANONYMOUS

OH…EM…GEE. This would’ve driven me nuts.

CREDIT: HARPO PRODUCTIONS

This +1 invitation turned into a +20, just like it happens at most Latino family parties. ????

Roommate Horror Story #3

“My roommate literally gave the key to the apartment to random strangers. I’d walk out of my room and boom…another guy I didn’t know just watching TV. She also brought stray cats home. Filled up our place with fleas. ????”

CREDIT: @ADUHDELGADO / TWITTER

SMH. Unacceptable.


I would’ve moved out in a heartbeat if there were stray cats and stray people in our apartment.

Roommate Horror Story #4

“I lived with two boy roomies (I’m a girl). And everything was fine until one day I realized that one of them had been using my stuff. I found out in the grossest way… My body soap was full of hairs.”

CREDIT: @ROZIIC / TWITTER

That is just plain DIS-GUS-TING.


Pro tip: Buy a shower caddy, hide it under your bed and only take it to the bathroom when you’re going to use it.

Roommate Horror Story #5

“In my college dorm room, my roommate’s bed was only 3 feet away from my bed. At the time, I didn’t have any classes until 10am or later each day. However, my roommate had a 7am class. And every damn morning her annoying iPhone alarm clock would go off around 5am. You know, that loud, annoying, horn-like-sound alarm. The alarm would wake me up every damn morning, but since she was a deep sleeper, she wouldn’t hear the alarm and it would keep ringing for 20 minutes straight. But this wasn’t the only problem I had with this roommate. Every time she was on her monthly menstrual cycle, she would go into the bathroom to change her pad and then she would toss her old, bloody pad into the trashcan that was in our room instead of tossing it in the bathroom trashcan. Even worse, is that she would leave her pad lying all wide and open in the trashcan. She wouldn’t even roll it up.”

Credit: Jessica Garcia / Facebook

That is just horrifying.


I would hate to have a roommate like that.

Roommate Horror Story #6

“So when I was in college I was a starving student. I hardly had any money for food and I didn’t have a car so I had to take the bus. And one day I remember I was so damn hungry during my lecture. And I remembered that I had a Twinkie in my dorm, sitting on my desk. I couldn’t even focus in class because I was thinking about how I was going to eat my Twinkie as soon as I got to my dorm.

As soon as my class was over I rushed to my dorm, all out of breath. And when I got there my Twinkie was GONE. So I asked my roommate Wanda, ‘Wanda did you take my Twinkie? I had a Twinkie on my desk and it’s not there anymore. Did you eat my Twinkie?’ And she said, ‘Nah, why would I eat your Twinkie?’ So I go back to my desk and then I see the damn Twinkie wrapper in my trash bin.”

CREDIT: SUSANA GARCIA / FACEBOOK

If someone ate my food without asking, this is how I would react:


That’s just something you don’t mess with – someone’s food.

Roommate Horror Story #7

“So one day I was minding my own damn business, studying and doing my work on my desk, when suddenly my roommate grabs her cup of water and just throws all of the water onto my textbook. Mind you, this textbook cost over $100. I obviously got mad and started yelling at her, asking her why she would do that. And then my other roommate stepped in and started yelling at her as well. But this roommate of mine was far more aggressive, so she started chasing after her around our apartment until she chased her outside of our place. We locked her out and it was pouring rain outside, and she was only wearing her shorts and sports bra. She begged us to let her back inside but we waited about half an hour before we let her back in.”

CREDIT: SUSANA GARCIA / FACEBOOK

Well at least this roommate was able to get her sweet revenge. ????


Moral of the story: Never mess with a broke college students’ textbooks.

Roommate Horror Story #8:

“My roommate was talking to a guy I think she found on Yik Yak. He was really sketch, but she was still into talking to him. A couple of days later after I found out that they were hanging out in our dorm, there were certain hours throughout the day that I couldn’t be around. One day I came to my dorm and my sheets and comforter were not on my bed. I was very confused. I sat down where my desk was and I was about to start working when I noticed a wet condom in my waste basket. Yup. She had sex on my bed because he didn’t want to climb up to her top bunk. She baptized that bed before I did.”

CREDIT: ANONYMOUS

That is so gross. ????


I would been so disgusted and upset if this ever happened to me.

Roommate Horror Story #9

“My roommate had this thing where she NEVER warned me when her boyfriend was in our room. They’d lock the door, so whenever I opened it with my key I was always immediately greeted with the scene of him scrambling to get his clothes on and her frantically trying to cover him up with her blankets. This happened more than once. Not only that, but even when I was in the room and he came to visit her, he would lock the door after coming in every single time. It always creeped me out.”

CREDIT: @ARIALDV / TWITTER

That is SO annoying.


I would definitely kick the guy out the room on the spot if that ever happened to me.

Roommate Horror Story #10

“My roommate in college in Miami decided to stack our beds like bunk beds. He got more sex than a rabbit in heat and never cared that I was in our out of the room. It started any time on any day. I put up with it for 2 years. In other words, I’ve witnessed more live porn than any other student on campus and I think I should be awarded an Associates Degree on that subject!” ????

CREDIT: @FITGATOR89 / TWITTER

This person put up with their roommate for TWO WHOLE YEARS? I would not be able to handle that.


That roommate had no shame at all.


READ: When You Attend College Away From Home, This Is What Happens When You Return To Your Parent’s House For The Holidays


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Get Your Jajas From These Netflix Specials To Ease Your Holiday Blues

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Get Your Jajas From These Netflix Specials To Ease Your Holiday Blues

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Nothing makes life a little better than some hearty jajajas. Whether you are alone with your fur baby or in the living room with your quaranteam, it’s good to laugh. Netflix is ready with some hilarious stand-up specials from Latino comedians.

Gabriel “Fluffy” Iglesias: “One Show Fits All”

Gabriel “Fluffy” Iglesias is back to keep us all rolling with laughter in his Netflix stand-up special. The comedian who has kept us laughing for years does not disappoint in “One Show Fits All.” The set is filled with celebrity impressions and jokes about the family and some at his own expense. His show will give you the nostalgic feels you didn’t know you needed will leaving you in stitches.

Tom Segura: “Ball Hog”

Tom Segura came to play in his Netflix stand-up special “Ball Hog.” Get ready for an uncomfortable ride through jokes about moms, dads, follow dreams, and everything in between. If you’re a parent, you’ll get his brutally honest take on parenting and protecting yoour children from anything bad by all means necessary.

Franco Escamilla: “Bienvenido al mundo”

Franco Escamilla is bringing observational humor to everyone willing to listen. If the trailer is an indicator for how funny the set is, you are in for a treat. There is something so relatable about Escamilla’s view of the world that is littered with funny moments in the most mundane tasks, like learning someone’s name.

George Lopez: “We’ll Do It For Half”

Love him or hate him, George Lopez really understands the Latino community. He knows how our families work. Not only are we a loving and united group when it comes to the outside world, we are savage with each other. Lopez’s “We’ll Do It For Half” takes you through the most incredible and wild understandings of latino families. Like, your non-Latino friends won’t understand this stand-up as deeply as your own family.

Tiffany Haddish: “They Ready”

Tiffany Haddish promised several women comics that she would help them if she made it, and she did. “They Ready” brings together a group of hilarious women comedians and gives them a chance to be seen by the Netflix audience. One of the women welcomed to the stage is Aida Rodriguez and she slays the audience. Her stories of her wild life are so funny that you will be left breathless. These women are hilarious so bundle up and get ready to laugh till it hurts.

Liss Pereira: “Reteniendo líquidos”

Liss Pereira is a Colombian comedian everyone should know about. Her take on relationships cuts deep and will educate all of you clueless men out there. Her biggest bit of wisdom is about how men and women approach relationships different. Men like to think they are the ones who are making the decision and weighing the option. That’s cute. Everyone knows that it is the woman who decides if a relationship is worth pursuing and she is not getting into one if she does not see a real future with you.

“Lugar de Mulher”

“Lugar De Mulher” is a giving Brazilian women comedians a chance to let their humor be shared with the world. You might have to turn on the subtitles to understand the Portuguese but it will be worth it. These mulheres cover all aspects of being a women in the kind of comedy that only Latin American women can.

“Zona Rosa”

Gey. Gay. Gay. “Zona Rosa” gives four LGBTQ+ comedians in Mexico their time to shine in the limelight as they tackle what is means to be queer in Mexico. The first season had four episodes and fans are waiting for the second season to drop. The comedians discuss everything from sex to drugs to learning about their own sexuality later in life. It is a wild roller coaster so buckle in and enjoy the ride.

READ: Here Are Some Latino Comedians To Brighten Up Your Instagram Feed With Some Good Jajas

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People Are Sharing Their Spookiest La Llorona Stories

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People Are Sharing Their Spookiest La Llorona Stories

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Only those who are lucky have been blessed not to hear the story and wails of La Llorona. Known as The Weeping Woman, her story is the stuff of literal nightmares and often comes as a warning to children who refuse to go to sleep on time.

Most versions of her story paint her as a woman scorned by a rich man with whom she had two children. After Maria found her husband with another woman, she drowned their children and killed herself but was subsequently left to haunt the world as a ghost in search of her children’s replacements. While the stories might differ, the details of La Llorona’s appearance always see her in a white dress, wailing, and by water. Many claim to see her and just about every child who’s heard about her story say she has appeared in their dreams.

In honor of the spooky queen, we scavenged Reddit for haunting stories from users who claim to have actually seen her.

Check them out below

“So this is one of the many stories my mother has passed down to my siblings and i when we were very young im gonna say i was about 9-10 years old and they took place in central america, El salvador to be precise. My grandma one day was suppose to meet up with a friend to go to another friends wake( back then people would stay all night mourning at the wake with the deseased). My grandma was waiting for her friend where they had agreed to meet which happened to be near a little river/creek. She sees this woman from far away all in white and my grandma says it looked just like her friend. Her name was mary. So she starts following this woman calling out for her thinking its her friend… She followed her by the river and then kept calling out for her but no answer… It starts getting creepy when this woman is going towards these trees away and away and my grandmother started catching up but as she was getting closer to her she started to feel what she says her shoulders were big her head felt big and she couldnt move anymore… She was close enough to see this womans face that was covered by a veil and she said the woman face was a skull… My grandma somehow came out of her shock and ran and fast as she could. She said she felt as if she was running slow and wasn’t getting away fast enough… These stories always gave me the chills but have always been facinating. She states it was the llorona or the weeping woman because she was walking by the river. They passed it and headed towards some trees… Please let me know if you wanna read more stories like these… I’ll be glad to write some more.” –u/dreams562

“This happened to me when I was about 11 years old. It was the 90’s. I have lived my whole life in El Paso, Texas. The culture is rich in folklore and religious beliefs. Many Hispanic families have stories of the paranormal. One legend popular is the legend of the “Weeping Woman” aka La Llorona.  The legend of La Llorona (pronounced “LAH yoh ROH nah”), Spanish for the Weeping Woman, has been a part of Hispanic culture in the southwest since the days of the conquistadores. The tall, thin spirit is said to be blessed with natural beauty and long flowing black hair. Wearing a white gown, she roams the rivers and creeks, wailing into the night and searching for children to drag, screaming to a watery grave.

No one really knows when the legend of La Llorona began or, from where it originated. Though the tales vary from source to source, the one common thread is that she is the spirit is of a doomed mother who drowned her children and now spends eternity searching for them in rivers and lakes.

One night it just like any other night I lived in a trailer with my mom and dad. My youngest brother was staying with my aunt this night. I feel asleep watching Jay Leno as usual and when I woke up I was on the sofa in my living room. The time was 4:00 am which illuminated from the stove in the kitchen. The television was off and normally I had a light on but this time it was pitch black. I woke up and I heard a horrible screaming that was coming from far in the distance. The screaming was coming from a ditch that was a few feet away from my home. I heard it and I thought I was hearing things. I asked myself “am I dreaming”? Then I started to hear the animals outside howling and whimpering. These animals that I speak of are cats and dogs. As the screaming got closer the animals continued to cry. The screaming was something I have never experienced ever before. It sounded like I was in a big hallway and a woman was screaming her guts out down that hallway. Then in all the screaming I started to make out words. These words being said by whoever this was at 4am screaming their guts out shocked me. The woman said, “¡Ay, mis hijos!” (Oh, my children!).

In a huge panic I quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen which was right next to where I was asleep. I turned the closest light and looked around. The screaming didn’t stop. In fact the screaming only got louder and closer. I questioned my sanity at that moment. Was I going crazy or hearing things? Then I thought to myself “this is real and the animals are responding to it in a negative way.” So I did what any other 11 year old boy would do in a moment like this. I ran to my mom and dads’ room. I reached for my mom and shook her awake wildly. She woke up slowly and to my amazement the screaming faded away as she woke awake. I thought to myself “what the heck is going on?” I told my mother “mom do you hear that screaming and crying lady?” My mom was half asleep as she said, “go back to sleep it is most likely just your imagination.” I told her, “no this is real please listen don’t you hear her?” My mom quickly just said, “you are dreaming so go back to sleep it’s going to be ok”. By then the screaming had faded long away like if whoever was screaming knew that an adult is awake.

I was terrified as I returned to the living room and quickly turned on the television as I left most of the lights on as well. I didn’t go back to sleep until the sun came up. I couldn’t believe what I heard and witnessed. I was treated like a crazy person whenever I told my story. It got so bad that I kept my experience to myself. To this day I don’t care what people think of my experience. I know what I heard. A couple of years later it happened to me again. ” –u/djunderdawg85

“My mother’s family is Hispanic and we have wonderful family reunions every summer. One of these times, my cousin made a lovely trivia game that had several questions about my Grandmother and her siblings. It was all very fun and I enjoyed learning thing about my Great Aunts and Uncles, but one of the questions struck me as odd.

“When she was young, she had a pet chicken that would speak to her.” I thought this was a little strange, but the game went on. My mother happened to be the one to answer that question, so I asked her about it later in the day.

I asked about the chicken and my mother told me that my Great Aunt did indeed have a chicken that she would speak to and it would speak to her. I laughed a bit about it, but I could tell that my mom was serious. My grandmother was sitting nearby and chimed in. She told me that my Great Aunt had always been very “sensitive” to certain things. My Grandmother never doubted that my Aunt was talking to the chicken, but she was unsure who was talking to my Aunt.

At this point, I was very intrigued and had a small case of the heebie jeebies. Then my Grandmother told me a story that made my blood run cold in the middle of an outdoor July picnic.

She asked me if I knew the legend of La Llorona. It was unfamiliar to me, so a tale was told.

There is a legend of a “weeping woman” called La Llorona. The legend tells of a beautiful woman named Maria who married the most handsome man and had his children. Her husband lost interest in Maria and would only visit to see his children. One day, in a jealous rage, Maria pushed her children in the river where they were swept away and drowned. Regretting her action, she dove in after them, but only drowned herself. Maria wondered the earth after death in search of her children. This legend was often used as a cautionary tale to warn children not to stay out at night or to play near water alone. La Llorona will take them away.

I loved the tale, but wasn’t quite sure what it had to do with the chicken. My Grandmother stated that sometimes when you attract spirits you are born with the ability to perceive them. I was perplexed, but she went on with the story.

She said that when they were children, they lived near water. My Aunt who spoke to the chicken was only an infant. My Great-Grandmother had laid my Aunt in her crib which happened to be near a window that faced the water. After a little while, my Aunt began to cry. My Great-Grandmother walked into the nursery and froze. A black figure was reaching through the window and reaching for my Aunt. My Great-Grandmother, being a devout Catholic, began invoking the name of Christ. The figure recoiled from my Aunt and out of the window. My Great-Grandmother watched the entity walk along the wall and recede into the water. La Llorona had tried to take my Aunt.”- u/imyreld8 years ago

“I am not as an experienced writer as many as the others on here, but I’ll give it my best. This happened to my ex wife and I.

It was during the summer when my family decided that we should all take a trip to Mexico to visit family. I was about to join the Marine Corps, (pronounced Core) so my mother wanted for me  to go see my family just in case something bad were to happen.

At the time I was with my pregnant girlfriend who would later become my wife, and then ex wife. Since she was pregnant, I didn’t want to leave her alone so I bought her a ticket so she could come with as well.  Her being caucasian with blonde hair and hazel eyes made everyone around my grandmas house curious and a lot of our extended family came by to see the beautiful American girl.

After greeting everyone we all started to talk about what had been going on since we had left.  My girlfriend was sitting next to me, having me translate parts of the conversation. One of my aunts who knew I was into the paranormal brought up the subject of “La Llorona” aka, The wailing woman. My mom quickly told my aunt to shut up since she knew that it would get me both interested and scared regarding it. But I was able to push my aunt to keep on going, I mean, I was going to be a Marine after all and I couldn’t let a silly myth scare me.

She proceeded to tell us about how whenever she would sleep over at my grandmas house at which we were currently at, if she stayed up late enough she would be able to hear her wails, the wails of “La llorona”.  My mom rolled her eyes and jokingly pushed my aunt, the subject died from there since one of my other aunts started to talk about her son and what not.

Seeing at how serious everyone had gotten for a brief moment, my girlfriend nudged me and asked what we were talking about it. I told her the myth of the wailing woman, about how “she” drowned her children in a river and was destined to walk along all the rivers of Mexico looking for her dead children. She of course laughed not really buying any of my paranormal stories.

That night, my parents decided that my girlfriend and I should stay at our old house where I had grown up since we were both adults and needed our own space. The house was currently being worked on so the bedrooms had no doors or working lights. The only doors the house had were the ones that lead into the outside. They were fairly new but they were your standard metal flimsy doors that a kick or a punch could make it rattle through out the house. Inside, we had to use a candle and a flashlight for our light source. I remember we even used a bedsheet as a temporary door to give our room a little bit more privacy, even though it was only us two in the house.

 As the night went on, my girlfriend and I stayed up talking and eventually we both fell asleep. I don’t know at what time exactly, but something woke me up. I didn’t have a cellphone and my watch at the time was really cheap so I wasn’t able to tell what time it was. Looking down, I realized that my girlfriend had stolen the covers so I slowly tried to steal some back. As I was debating on closing the window that was located right above our heads, I heard a long wail.

It was a long distorted wail. I could hear the old raspiness in her voice, like as if she had been yelling for such a long time that her throat was getting ready to give out. But what confused me, was that her wail sounded like as if it was being played through an old gramophone. I don’t know if it was the scratchiness of her voice or what exactly but it sounded like an old creepy record playing over and over.

She was wailing her trade mark, “Ay mis hijos” or “Oh my children”. That wail was what made her infamous not just in the paranormal community, but with most people living in the rural parts of Mexico.

My girlfriend started to stir and woke up. I don’t remember if I woke her up on purpose, but either way it was a dick move of me to do since she would also get to hear the wails. I was both excited and scared shitless at the same time, a cold chill traveling down my spine just reenforced my fear.  The wails grew louder, making it seem like as if she was slowly heading towards us.

Side note: There is a myth that if you hear the wails close, she’s actually far away, but if you hear them far, she might be somewhere near you.

My girlfriend asked me with a half smile, “What the hell is that?” Thinking i had asked my aunts to scare us. I just motioned for her to be quiet and listen, hearing my tone of voice she knew that something was wrong.

Another loud wail passed by, echoing inside the house. My girlfriend started shaking, terrified of what could be outside our house. I had my left arm under her head and I could feel tears run down from her face to my arm. Each time the wail came, she would shake a little and at the same time I would hold her close. The wails eventually came to a peak where it sounded like as if she was outside our window. Doing the only brave thing I knew, I pulled the covers over us and tried to remain as still as we could.

The wails eventually faded out, and just as we thought that she had gone we heard two wild dogs viciously fighting and slamming against our outside door. My girlfriend had grown attached to this stray dog that used to walk around my grandmas farm. So while we were staying there he would always sleep on the outside door to wait for us and greet us whenever we would come out. The dogs, or at least what we thought were dogs fought for a good minute slamming and against the door, snarling and barking at one another. Then, as sudden as the fight started, it stopped. We attempted to stay up for a while longer to see if we heard anything else, but eventually sleep took over us.

The following morning we talked about what had happened, we walked outside to meet our stray dog but he was gone. All that was left was stirred up dirt from the fight that had happened the night before. We never got to see that dog the rest of the trip, he would usually come around but we just told ourselves that maybe he found a place with better owners who could feed him better.

This all happened around 2008 and still onto today, whenever I pick up my daughter I would ask my ex about what happened in Mexico, but she doesn’t like talking about it. I haven’t been to Mexico ever since. And I don’t want to start anything political, but California was part of Mexico and there have been rumors that some people around Tijuana and Southern California have heard the wails of a woman.”- Cheeriomartinez

“Alright so this story has been told to me by my mom a few times. And every single time I still get that creepy eerie feeling that someone is watching me. My mom is from a small town in Mexico located in Zacatecas. When she was around 14, she had the habit of waking her mom up to go to the restroom since it was an older home and the restroom was located outside. My mom tells me that it was around 3 AM when she woke up and felt the need to use the restroom urgently. So she began calling out for her mom, after a while of her mom not responding she began getting agitated and started screaming. At this point my mom turns around and at the foot of her bed she sees her mom standing there. She was wearing a white robe but had a very bleak expression on her face & both of her arms were extended. My mom said that she suddenly felt extremely cold and a huge sense of dread. She had never seen her mom wear a white robe.. that’s when she looked down and saw her “mom’s” feet weren’t touching the floor. At that moment she screamed and quickly threw the covers over her head. Her mom wearing something completely different runs in to find my mom shaking in her bed. Nobody believed my mom, everyone told her it was a dream. Until a few days later there was a power outage, during this my mom and a few of her siblings with her parents all decided to sleep in the living room. At around the same time @ 3 AM, they heard the same undeniable wails of la llorona down their street. None of them slept that night.”- u/delacurls

“This happened to me when I was about 11 years old. It was the 90’s. I have lived my whole life in El Paso, Texas. The culture is rich in folklore and religious beliefs. Many Hispanic families have stories of the paranormal. One legend popular is the legend of the “Weeping Woman” aka La Llorona.  The legend of La Llorona (pronounced “LAH yoh ROH nah”), Spanish for the Weeping Woman, has been a part of Hispanic culture in the southwest since the days of the conquistadores. The tall, thin spirit is said to be blessed with natural beauty and long flowing black hair. Wearing a white gown, she roams the rivers and creeks, wailing into the night and searching for children to drag, screaming to a watery grave.

No one really knows when the legend of La Llorona began or, from where it originated. Though the tales vary from source to source, the one common thread is that she is the spirit is of a doomed mother who drowned her children and now spends eternity searching for them in rivers and lakes.

One night it just like any other night I lived in a trailer with my mom and dad. My youngest brother was staying with my aunt this night. I feel asleep watching Jay Leno as usual and when I woke up I was on the sofa in my living room. The time was 4:00 am which illuminated from the stove in the kitchen. The television was off and normally I had a light on but this time it was pitch black. I woke up and I heard a horrible screaming that was coming from far in the distance. The screaming was coming from a ditch that was a few feet away from my home. I heard it and I thought I was hearing things. I asked myself “am I dreaming”? Then I started to hear the animals outside howling and whimpering. These animals that I speak of are cats and dogs. As the screaming got closer the animals continued to cry. The screaming was something I have never experienced ever before. It sounded like I was in a big hallway and a woman was screaming her guts out down that hallway. Then in all the screaming I started to make out words. These words being said by whoever this was at 4am screaming their guts out shocked me. The woman said, “¡Ay, mis hijos!” (Oh, my children!).

In a huge panic I quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen which was right next to where I was asleep. I turned the closest light and looked around. The screaming didn’t stop. In fact the screaming only got louder and closer. I questioned my sanity at that moment. Was I going crazy or hearing things? Then I thought to myself “this is real and the animals are responding to it in a negative way.” So I did what any other 11 year old boy would do in a moment like this. I ran to my mom and dads’ room. I reached for my mom and shook her awake wildly. She woke up slowly and to my amazement the screaming faded away as she woke awake. I thought to myself “what the heck is going on?” I told my mother “mom do you hear that screaming and crying lady?” My mom was half asleep as she said, “go back to sleep it is most likely just your imagination.” I told her, “no this is real please listen don’t you hear her?” My mom quickly just said, “you are dreaming so go back to sleep it’s going to be ok”. By then the screaming had faded long away like if whoever was screaming knew that an adult is awake.

I was terrified as I returned to the living room and quickly turned on the television as I left most of the lights on as well. I didn’t go back to sleep until the sun came up. I couldn’t believe what I heard and witnessed. I was treated like a crazy person whenever I told my story. It got so bad that I kept my experience to myself. To this day I don’t care what people think of my experience. I know what I heard. A couple of years later it happened to me again.

This story takes place after the first incident with the woman known as “La Llorona” not much happened after the first time I heard her. An incident occurred with my aunt about a year after my encounter. According to my aunt they were sleeping and suddenly there was a horrible sound coming from the ditch located in front of their house. There is a street in between the ditch and the house. But her house and the ditch are really close to one another. It was about 2:30am when my aunt was awakened by a screaming woman coming from ditch. She figured maybe somebody was being hurt or attacked. She walked out to the front yard looking towards the ditch and saw there was no woman. My cousin “her daughter” walked out the front as well asking what was happening. My aunt of course had no idea as the screaming grew closer. Then they saw her, a woman in a white dress. The only thing that shook them to the bone was the woman had no feet and was clearly floating. One other feature that threw them off was that this woman had no face. They both just turned after seeing that and ran inside their house. My aunt locked the door and called the police. The police showed up minutes later and took their clam seriously. El Paso PD was soon looking at the area where this woman was seen and heard screaming. The police soon returned and said there was no evidence that a woman was there. They looked at the area where the woman was seen walking and not even foot prints were found. One of police officers even asked if maybe my aunt was dreaming everything that happened. The next day is when I went over to visit and I saw my cousin like I have never seen her before. She had black bags under her eyes and she hasn’t slept since the incident. I asked her what happened and she said she saw what my aunt saw. The screaming woman with no feet and no face. It took her a while to sleep normal again. She never heard or saw La Llorona again. But to this day she won’t deny that she witnessed something that she can’t explain.

Unlike my cousin I don’t have the luck of avoiding La Llorona. It was in the early 2000’s when I worked here in El Paso, Texas at a local supermarket named Big 8. One the shifts that I worked was from 3am to 12pm. This store was located in the lower valley of El Paso. In the back of the store is a small ditch. One early morning at about 4am I had the back doors open and I was taking the empty milk crates outside in the back. I was working with 2 other guys at the time of this incident. One of the guys named “R” thought it would be funny to close the back doors and lock me outside as a joke. When I heard the doors close shut, I knew he was just messing around. I thought to myself I will just stay quiet and wait for him to open the doors again. I wasn’t going give in to his joke of trying to scare me. I stood by the doors smiling and thinking to myself “he is not going scare me”. I could hear “R” laughing on the other side of the doors. I thought to myself, “well the joke is on him because I am not scared.” About one minute later in the far distance I heard screaming. I heard “AHHHHHH!!!!!!” and I thought to myself it’s the same screaming that I heard when I was 11 years old. The screaming got louder and closer to me. I felt a chill down my spine and I felt that I was being watched by some unseen force. I felt a sense of hopelessness. It was a feeling unlike any other. I started pounding on the door. I yelled, “let me in! There is somebody out here!” I pounded my fists and started kicking the door. “What the fuck?! Let me in!!!” I could hear “R” laughing on the other side of the door. I started to kick the door harder. The screaming was now coming from right in back of me. Just then “R” opened the door and said, “What the fuck is that?” Just then I ran inside and locked the warehouse door. “R” said, “Why was that lady screaming? Did she need help. I told him that I don’t think that was a lady. I told him what had happened to me when I was younger. “R” told me, “J” don’t you think maybe you are cursed or she is following you? I stayed quiet when he told me that. I couldn’t work my shift normally after that. It took a few hours to get over what happened. I admit I was scared and maybe “R” was right. What if she was following me?

 There is one more incident that took place right after. In 2015 I started working as a custodian at Cedar Grove Elementary. Behind the school is the border highway. Then the Rio Grande of course covered by a huge metal fence that separates Mexico from El Paso. I worked the night shift from 2:30pm to 11pm. One night I was stuck working with another custodian until Midnight. Right when we were about to leave, we do a walkthrough of the school to make sure all the doors are locked on the outside. I worked with another custodian named “C”. “C” always told me that he has never believed in ghosts. Up until that night I can say. We walk to our cars and just as I was about to leave, I saw that “C” had open his hood of his car. Then he asked me, “Hey “J” can you give me a jump? My car battery is dead.” I told him yes of course. Just as I stepped out of my car a loud screaming come from the Rio Grande. All the animals in the nearby neighborhood started howling and crying. Once again, the screaming resembled a woman screaming her guts out in a hallway as it echoed all over. “C” looked at me and said, “Oh my god is that a demon?” I told him, “No “C” that is La Llorona. He looked right at me and said, “No way? She can’t be real.” Then I said, “ I have heard her before.” Then “C” said, “ Hurry please and lets get out of here!!!!” I gave him a jump and just then we saw a Border Patrol jeep speeding towards the screaming woman. Just then I thought to myself, “I can record this and share it with the world.” I took my phone out and just as I hit record the screaming faded away.” “C” and I looked at each other and he said, “ What the fuck?” “Sorry “J” I’m leaving before that evil witch comes back to get us.” We both left and the very next day “C” was telling everybody at work how he heard the witch crying the night before. That was the last time I encountered her. I don’t think it is the last as I feel that she may choose who hears her or sees her. I have other paranormal stories as I was a part of a group here in El Paso, Texas. We have investigated many historical locations. I also got the chance to investigate with Amy Bruni, and other celebrities that have visited El Paso. That is a whole other story for another day. Thank you for listening and in time I will have more of my stories posted. Never Fear!”- u/djunderdawg85

“So if you know Mexican/Hispanic folklore, you know about La Llorona, if not I suggest you look into her story.

My mom was 10 years old and lived next to a small ditch next to a highway. She stayed at her friends house which was a little closer to the ditch. The day went normal- riding bikes, playing, typical girl stuff. Then night came, and they knew it was time to get home once the street lights came on. They were sitting in the friend’s bedroom, radio on, listening to music and playing a card game. It was already dark out and the music from the stereo filled the room. Now, my mom’s friend lived with her mom and grandma who both spoke fluent Spanish. My mom understood it but could not speak it.

My mom developed this overwhelming sense of anxiety and terror. Then it started…crying. The girls both heard it, but brushed it off as a cat or a drunken neighbor. Soon, the crying began to become louder and more obnoxious, like it wanted to be heard. The girls paused what they were doing, staring at the window. Once they looked that way, the crying became ear splitting, so loud it resonated over the stereo. Both girls having hands over their ears, fearful of what was happening. The grandma burst in the room, holy water in one hand and a rosary in the other. She was screaming over the crying, praying in Spanish.

My mom says that when she did this, the radio started to static and the lights began to flicker. Both the crying and the praying booming extremely loud until……..quiet. It all stopped. The grandma said a prayer over my mom and her granddaughter and made them go into the living room – instructing them not to return to that room for the night and not to look out the window.

My mom returned home in the morning, not speaking of what had happened. Even when she tells the story now, an overwhelming sense of fear takes over and she gets goose bumps.”- u/NMNurse1 year ago

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