Short Story : The crying woman Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark ( Horror Story) By Prabir Rai Chaudhuri .

 The crying woman

 

Short Story :  The crying woman
Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark ( Horror Story)  
By Prabir Rai Chaudhuri . All Copyright Reserved 2018

 

Today I would like to share a story that I experienced some time ago, to be exact, it was seven years ago.

 

At that time I lived in a town in the state of Monagas, in eastern Venezuela

. My name is William Tapias.

 

It was 2013, at that time I was living with my uncles and cousins.

It was the night of October 16th, I was getting ready to go to sleep, after talking for a long time with my girlfriend.

 

 

At that time, making calls was still very common, but today it's all about sending messages. My cell phone's battery didn't last very long, and a call doubles the battery.

 

It wasn't that late yet, it was barely ten at night. I just hung up before my phone went off, but not before saying goodbye. I had barely hung up when the power went out, one of those blackouts that announce that a strange night is about to come.

 

Finding nothing to distract me, I quickly fell asleep, but not for long.

At about eleven fifty-five at night, I woke up. I felt like those times when you feel like you've had enough sleep, when you've only slept for an hour, I wasn't sleepy at all.

 

 

My phone still had some battery left, but the power still hadn't come back on. Although power outages were normal, the blackout that night felt strange.

 

I got up and, taking advantage of the fact that I still had some battery left, I used the light on my phone to look for a candle, but on the way I felt like going to the bathroom, so I detoured to pee first.

 

Once inside the bathroom, I was overcome by a terrible chill. At the moment, I didn't think much of it, I thought it could be something completely normal. I immediately left the bathroom and went to the shelves where we kept candles. I moved a thousand things, but I didn't find anything.

 

Then I looked out the window, there was a full moon. The sky was so clear thanks to the lack of street lighting, and everything was so quiet. I told my mind that the moon looked very beautiful.

I kept walking until I was in the middle of the kitchen, wondering where my uncle had put the candles.

 

 

In the kitchen we have several cages with birds, which we cover with sheets so they can sleep well. Suddenly they began to flap like crazy, moving from one side to the other, something seemed to have upset them, although at that moment I thought they had simply gone mad, I didn't feel scared or anything like that, because I didn't suspect what was about to happen seconds later.

 

I was lost in my thoughts, I was beginning to feel a little tense, two strange things were already happening to me.

 

 

At that point I began to hear a lament running through the streets, at first it was very faint, but it soon became louder: Oh my children!

 

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I knew immediately that it was La Llorona. I knew of this creature, but I had never heard of it before. Listening to it really produces a feeling of complete terror in your body.Horror stories

 

It's not just the fact of hearing it or thinking that this spectre is lurking outside the houses, in the empty streets, but the sound it produces causes such an impact that, I believe, if you listen to it for too long you will go crazy.

 

I thought quickly and, out of fear, ran to hide in my cousins' room, which was the middle room. My uncle was sleeping in the other room with his wife, who was pregnant and about to give birth.

My cousins ​​were not at home, so I found the empty beds, threw myself into one of them and then covered my whole body, including my face, with a sheet.

 

 

I couldn't stop shaking. I started to think about what they say, that if you hear her far away it's because she's really close and vice versa. I don't know if it was because of fear, but her voice was heard everywhere, in the hallways, in the streets, in the windows and doors, neither near nor far, I don't know how to explain it, her crying was so strange and terrifying, it made me feel as if my heart was going to jump out of my chest.

 

 

At that moment, as if on purpose, I heard something on the wall facing my room. It was a very loud banging noise. There was no explanation for this, since the room was empty.

 

Days before I had heard that same sound when I was alone in my room. But when that happened, I suspected a neighbor, who was the grandmother of an ex-girlfriend. She always looked at us with a dirty look when we played outside. She looked like she was practicing witchcraft.

 

The dogs we had in the house, along with those of the neighbors, did not stop barking in a desperate manner. I did not know what to do, I was so scared that I could not even move. Then I took out my cell phone, and I was surprised that it still had battery. I sent a text message to my uncle, asking him to go to the room, because I was very scared. Unfortunately, he did not read the message immediately. The events occurred from twelve o'clock until three in the morning.

 

Around six in the morning, my pregnant aunt arrived at the room, but by this time everything had calmed down.

 

Since I was calm, I told them everything that had happened, I felt strange that they had not heard anything all night. Even so, they believed me, even my uncle, who was the most incredulous. He told me that he only heard the flapping of a very large bird outside his window, but not the crying bird.

 

I didn't go to school that day because I ended up sick with a fever. I don't know if it was because of the scare or because I was soaked with sweat for a long time. At ten in the morning my aunt began to have labor pains.

 

That day my cousins ​​arrived and after I told them everything that happened to me the night before, they didn't want to spend the night in the house, just like me.

 

So we decided to go to sleep at another aunt's house, who lived nearby. We knew that this house was also said to have paranormal events, but since we never witnessed anything, we preferred to spend the night there. My cousins, although they had not heard the crying woman, did hear the knocks on the wall of my room and thought that everything that was happening was because of the neighbor I told them about, who we thought was a witch and was angry with me for not being her granddaughter's boyfriend anymore.

 

I have witnessed strange phenomena almost all my life, I don't know if this is because I am not baptized. But everything I saw or felt as a child does not compare to what I heard that night.

 

 

I don't know if the neighbor was really to blame for the crying woman appearing in my house. I don't think so, because I don't believe that any witch is capable of summoning a being of such magnitude. Apart from that, paranormal events continued to occur in the house, but nothing like the crying of the crying woman, whom I never heard again.

 

But the knocks on the wall, the strange behavior of the pets ...

Every night I went to bed afraid of hearing the crying woman come again.

What did happen was that the old lady in front of the house started bothering me and throwing eggs in front of the door.

 

One night while I was sleeping, I was woken up by the barking of the dogs. I thought it was all going to start again, so I covered myself completely with the sheet again. This time, everyone was at home. This gave me a little bit of security, because if the crying woman was heard again, it would be difficult for everyone not to hear it.

 

 

The wall started to be hit, the same thing happened to my window. The sound was so loud that I thought the glass inside the window frame would break.

 

Fortunately, the crying bird did not make itself present, but the fluttering that my uncle spoke of was very strange; I have never heard a bird that could produce that sound.

 

Once again I was paralyzed with fear. Minutes later my cousins ​​ran into my room and turned on the light, which managed to bring me out of my momentary paralysis.

 

 

They asked me if I had heard the flapping, just like them. I told them yes. We did not understand how it was possible that this sound could be heard in two places at the same time.

For several days we heard nothing. I don't know if it was because the neighbor moved house.