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People Are Sharing Their Spookiest La Llorona Stories

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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We asked and you guys delivered! We went on our social media last week asking you all what real-life scary stories you had happen in your own lives, and we had chills reading your submissions. We’ve compiled a list of our 10 favorites just in time for Halloween itself!

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Sent in by: Diego

There was a summer during high school when I got sucked into one of my friend’s late night supernatural obsessions. This was in Arcadia. My best friend had the habit of dropping his then girlfriend off at her home, very late at night, around 3:00am. And every night on the dot he did so. But when this happened, a mysterious man wearing a heavy jacket and boots in the sweltering Southern California heat would emerge from the trees of the neighboring park. He wore a hood and a surgical mask that covered nearly all of his face, but he was always so flushed that his skin had a reddish color. My friend took to calling him “Doctor Satan”, like the Rob Zombie movie. He would always emerge at 3:00am, walk a circular route around the neighborhood, and then disappear back into the park by 4:00am. He would never ever stop anywhere.

One night, after weeks of my friend telling me and everyone else in our friend group the story, we decided to pile into a car and wait for Doctor Satan. On the dot at 3:00am, Doctor Satan emerged. He walked quickly. Too quickly. We followed him in our car, but he soon rounded a corner and we lost sight of him. We raced along his usual route only to find him again, at least a mile ahead of us. It was impossible for him to have outrun us like that. We were in a car! And then after an hour, he disappeared again. We all laughed it off with teenage bravado and didn’t really speak of it again.

Fast forward to a week later, my friend tells us he’s been having the worst nightmares: all of them with Doctor Satan. He told us dreams where she chases him down and removes his mask to reveal horrible deformed mandibles full of sharp teeth. My friend thinks it’s weird, but then the room gets really quiet. One by one we reveal we’ve all been having the same dream.

Sent in By: @holacheska_

When I was a teen, I was visiting my family in Peru. One morning when I was brushing my teeth, as one does, I put my toothbrush back in the holder as I turned around to the opposite wall to dry off my mouth. Suddenly, I felt something hit my back and heard something hit the floor. When I turned to look down, I saw my toothbrush on the damn floor. I felt a cold chill go up my spine and I ran out screaming to my mom and tias.

Sent in by: @thisissayra_

One morning, I woke up before my sisters. It was summer vacation so my parents had gone to work and we all stayed home alone. I went downstairs to grab breakfast and I heard voices talking around the corner and along a hall we had. I thought it was my sisters trying to scare me. When they didn’t enter the kitchen after I called out to them, I walked over (still hearing the voices) but no one was there. I thought they were playing a joke on me and had run upstairs to hide back in bed, so I ran upstairs to catch them but they were knocked out asleep still. I touched their feet just to be sure (we had tile floors so their feet would be cold if they had gotten out of bed) but they were warm. Later my uncle told us he also had heard the voices of children in the same exact hall. We took a picture where we saw a figure and face of a child in that same hall. Freaky!

Sent in by: @661crafter

One night I’m in the restroom washing hands. Our hallway is pitch black.  As I turn off  the bathroom lights, I see and hear my grandson (2 years old) run past me to his room. I motioned to him with my hand “Let’s go”, indicating we should go to bed. As I’m signaling to him, I see him walk towards me. I keep walking. As I turn the corner, I see my grandson sitting in his high chair eating dinner with the rest of my family. My husband then asks, “Who are you talking to?” I was too scared to look back at what was following me. I’m 100% convinced that ghosts do exist.

Sent in by: @mrs_valentine13

When I was 8 years old,  I was in the shower and I turned around to a shadow walking on the wall. It had a top hat, a long trench coat, and a chin that looked long, kinda like the devil from power puff girls (I’m old,  The powerpuff girls were not around back then! lol). Then when I was 9 years old, I woke up after midnight and saw a girl that looked exactly like me standing on the bars of my baby sister’s crib. She didn’t move, she was just standing there. I was so scared. I put my head down and started praying Padre Nuestro and Ave Maria. When I looked back up, the girl was gone.


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When I was 37,  my older kids were out and I had my little one still at home with me. It was minutes away from midnight and we both were sitting on the couch. The couch was  L shaped and my child was lying on it opposite of where I was sitting. I dozed off a few seconds because it was so late and opened my eyes to see that there was a ghost staring at my daughter. She had long fingers and she was grey with jagged teeth and long curly hair, wearing an all grey dress. She looked right at me, her white eyes appearing like she just had one pupil. Quickly and suddenly, she dispersed into thin air. I was so shocked I couldn’t move. A couple minutes later, all my older kids walked in and I told them all what just happened.

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In my old house, TVs, radios, and other electronics would suddenly turn on or move out of place. My older sister’s friend’s son told us he saw a man in all black going to our bathroom, smiling at him. A few days later, my friend’s ex- boyfriend, without me telling her and her ex what was going on in my house, got up and asked me if he could use my bathroom. I said of course he could. He returned back into my room and told us he saw a man wearing all black walking straight to the bathroom. So, he decided to follow the man but he soon disappeared. WTF!!! But we were used to it. We would joke around with the ghosts and say “If you’re gonna turn on the tv, change the channel too.”

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I once lived next to a cemetery. One summer night, I heard a dog’s cry after the screeching of a tire. I thought maybe the dog was hit by the car. I opened the front door and went outside. I lived on the second floor, so I walked  east of the walk way but saw nothing. I also walked to the west side of the walkway and still saw nothing. On my way back to the door of my apartment, I said to myself; “One more look before I close my door.” When I looked over to the cemetery, I saw a silhouette marching towards the gate of the cemetery. It marched back to where it started, lifted itself up a little, spinned around and POOF!. It disappeared into the ground. I was in shock! I called my husband at the time, to come and look and he saw it, too! He said to leave it alone and I went back to bed, still in shock!! The silhouette did it two more times until it finally jumped over the gate and a leash appeared in its hand with a dog at the other end, walking across the street. My heart was racing, I started to shake and I couldn’t see it anymore because the other building got in the way. I ran inside my apartment, locked my door, got into bed and pulled my blankets over my head.I prayed so hard and all I can hear is my husband snoring. I was so scared. It’s an old cemetery and it has tombstones from the 1800s. There were war vets buried there, too. I’ve watched 3 burials happen during the time I lived next to it, but I have never seen anything like that happen there before or after that night.

Sent in by: @alonzo_12010

 My father went night hunting with his grandpa when he was about 10 years old in El Salvador. The night was pitch black. Overtime, my dad got separated from him. In search to find his grandpa again, my dad walked towards the river and heard a woman crying. He said he saw a woman all in white with long black hair. He was so scared. He quickly ran off and eventually bumps right into his grandpa.

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This is the story of my husband Mike taking me to see a local legend of his Rialto hometown. We had just started dating and he told me about something he called The Ghost Road. It was an industrial access road or something, past Fontana, past Rialto, towards San Bernardino (This was before the 210 freeway was finished). So, it was pretty remote. It was a one lane road with hills on either side, connecting two major roads. Legend had it that a bus full of children died on that road, and if you drove through it with your lights out, they would light the road for you and keep you safe. So one aimless night, we checked it out. We would end up visiting that road a total of three times before the month was over and something strange happened: Every. Single. Time. 

The First Visit: The first time we went, we did the ritual. You were supposed to enter the road, drive until you were around the middle of basically nowhere, and turn your radio and your lights off. We did that. Sure enough, the road began to turn a strange deep iridescent blue color. But, I jumped the gun, being too scared to sit in the dark and begged Mike to turn the headlights back on. When he flicked them on I saw little bodies all over the road, scattering to either side of us. Children’s legs and arms wisping into the darkness around us. Needless to say, we freaked TF out and drove out of there ASAP. The road was dark and winding towards the end, so we could only drive so fast. As we neared the exit, the faint sound of children screaming grew louder and louder.

The Second Visit: Being dumb and reckless teenagers, it wasn’t long before we were back. In trying to process what we had seen and heard, we told our story to friends and one friend would not take us on our word. He insisted we take him to the Ghost Road to see it for himself. So, we found ourselves piling into his Jeep and going back again. We hadn’t been there long when we saw headlights appear behind us. They were high off the ground and bright, like from a bus or semi truck. We collectively thought: Just our luck. Some trucker is using this access road and our plans for ghost encounters are shot. So we went forward, the only way out. Except as we did this, the lights got closer and the truck behind us was accelerating fast. We thought it was trying to run us off the road. It kept tight on us even at the curves towards the end of the path, impossibly maneuverable for its size. We blasted out of the exit and onto the main road again. And then, we waited. The truck never emerged. There’s no way we wouldn’t have been able to see it from how close it was to us. There’s no room on the road for a vehicle of that size to turn around. It just disappeared.

The Final Visit: While we really should have learned our lesson the first two times, my friend told his girlfriend and younger brother about our encounter with the ghostly truck and they were soon demanding their own Ghost Road tour. All five of us climbed into a single car and found ourselves back there yet again, in the dead of night. But strangely enough, nothing happened this time. We couldn’t really even see anything, the five of us packed into that car causing all of the windows to fog up. After a while of nothing, we gave up and called it a night. But when we got home, we found the windows slightly ajar in the December cold started to then clear up. And then we saw it. Every surface of glass on the car was covered in handprints: small hands, adult hands, children’s fingerprints, etc.  And on the driver’s side windshield was the impression of a small face squished on its side, as if trying to peer inside. It’s now been over a decade since the last Ghost Tour we did. We never went back.

From all of us here at We are mitú, we wish you a safe and Happy Halloween.

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Celebs, They’re Just Like Us: They’re Showing Up For Halloween In Some Of The Best Costumes Even If They’re Staying At Home

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Celebs, They’re Just Like Us: They’re Showing Up For Halloween In Some Of The Best Costumes Even If They’re Staying At Home

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Halloween in 2020 isn’t like Halloween in 2019. Social-distancing measure and possible lockdown measures as the virus surges once again mean that most of us are celebrating from the relative safety of our homes.

And just like us, celebrities too don’t want to totally cancel Halloween and they never miss out on the chance to dress up, even if it’s just for the ‘gram (although I’d bet there are a few secret Hollywood Halloween parties we’ll hear about on Monday).

Despite – or perhaps because of – the pandemic, many are devoting considerable time and resources to going all out on their costumes. This year’s batch of A-list costumes saw its customary share of topical pop-culture references (with more than a few allusions to Tiger King and Schitt’s Creek) as well as a few timeless classics like “Sexy Power Rangers,” “Sexy Little Red Riding Hood,”and, of course, “Sexy Freddy Krueger.”

Here are a few of the funniest, strangest, and most extravagant of 2020’s celebrity Halloween costumes, to pay tribute to this most horrifying of years.

Rosalia

Rosalia channeled a 90’s classic with her costume. She shows that Leeloo’s now infamous bright orange wig and piece-y white outfit from the sci-fi film Fifth Element is always a winner.

Justina Machado

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Apprently, Justina Machado isn’t the biggest fan of Halloween — but the actress got perfectly spooky on Dancing with the Stars for villain night.

“I actually hate Halloween — getting dressed up, trick-or-treating … all of it!” she told PEOPLE. “However, this dance was so much fun and I really let myself get into it which I hope showed on the dance floor.”

Mindy Kaling

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Mindy Kaling paid tribute to Devi, the teen heroine from her hit Netflix show “Never Have I Ever.”

Rico Nasty

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Rico Nasty makes the case for a full-glam villain moment.

Tyra Banks

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Tyra took the main stage on ABC’s Dancing With The Stars as the Couture Mistress of the Darkness.

Cardi B

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It’s an iconic look that only Cardi B could pull off.

Bella Thorne

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On Instagram, Thorne wrote of the costume, “Lil red 👑 grandma doesn’t approve of my outfit 🥺”

Kim Kardashian

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Kardashian West channeled one of 2020’s most infamous cultural phenomena, Carole Baskin from the highly addictive Netflix docuseries Tiger King. The reality star had her best friend, Jonathan Cheban, dress as Joe Exotic, while her four children, North, Saint, Chicago, and Psalm West, were the most adorable cubs.

And we can’t forget some of these iconic looks from last year, especially Maluma’s.

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Maluma always looks good. That’s a given. Even in that music video for “ADMV” where he’s costumed up to look like a very old man, he still manages to pull it off. But here he is from last year’s epic Heidi Klum Halloween event and with that mask…ufff.

Jennifer Lopez

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Another celebrity who never fails to look absolutely stunning, Jennifer Lopez. Though we can say here costume from last year’s event was kinda basic it was still fun and she made it look incredible.

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