TERRIBLE TALES: Creepy myths just in time for All Hallows’ Eve

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Halloween is just around the corner and what better than to talk about some worldwide legends and hauntings. Some of these basic legends vary from crying women ghosts to haunted boxes.


There’s a legend of a “haunted dibbuk box” sold to a young man by the family of an old Jewish women who carried around the burden. A dibbuk box is a wine cabinet that according to Jewish folklore, is said to be haunted by an evil spirit that can possess the living. Kevin Mannis bought the cabinet from an estate sale for a woman originally from Poland, who’d died at age 103. The grand-daughter of the deceased was insistent that Kevin take the item after he’d purchased it, after he offered to give it back to her because he figured it had deep sentimental value.Mannis was told by the grand-daughter that the grandmother kept the box stashed away and would not let anyone open it.

One day when he left his furniture shop, he left it to an employee while he went on an errand. He soon got a call from his frantic salesperson that someone was in the shop swearing and smashing things. Mannis returned to the shop to find the lights in the basement broken. The employee left and never came back.

When Mannis started working on the box, he decided not to refinish it and instead cleaned it and took it home. With the box at home, he began to have nightmares in which he was walking with a good friend and when he looked into the friend’s eyes he saw something evil looking back. The friend turned into a gruesome demonic hag that proceeded to beat him.

He awoke with bruises and marks on his body. Finally, in June 2003, he sold it to a Missouri student named Losif Netsuke. Netsuke put it back on sale on eBay eight months later, after he and roommates suffered insomnia and illnesses in the presence of the dreaded item.

Netsuke was able to sell it for $280 to Jason Haxtun, who had heard about it from a student who was also one of Nietzsche’s roommates.


This is a story that old people have been telling to children for hundreds of years in mexico. Many swear that it’s true. Long ago in a little village lived a fine looking girl named Maria Some say she was the most beautiful girl in the world! As Maria grew older, her beauty increased and her pride in her beauty grew too When she was a young woman, she would not even look at the young men from her village. And then one day, into Maria’s village rode a man who seemed to be just the one she had been talking about.

He was a dashing young ranchero, the son of a wealthy rancher from the southern plains.Maria made up her mind, that he was the man for her. She knew just the tricks to win his attention. If the ranchero spoke when they met on the pathway, she would turn her head away. The young man fell for her tricks.

“That girl, Maria,” he said to himself. “I know I can win her heart. I swear I’ll marry that girl. “And so everything turned out as Maria planned. Before long, she and the ranchero became engaged and soon they were married. At first, things were fine. They had two children and they seemed to be a happy family together. But after a few years, the ranchero went back to the wildlife of the prairies. when he returned home, it was only to visit his children. He seemed to care nothing for Maria. As proud as Maria was, of course she became very angry with the ranchero. She also began to feel anger toward her children, because he paid attention to them and just ignored her.

One evening, as Maria was walking with her two children on the shady pathway near the river, the ranchero came by in a carriage. He stopped and spoke to his children, but he didn’t even look at Maria. He whipped the horses on up the street. When she saw that, a terrible rage filled Maria, and it all turned against her children. Although it is sad to tell, the story says that in her anger Maria seized her two children and threw them into the river. But as they disappeared down the stream, she realized what she had done! She ran down the bank of the river, reaching out her arms to them. But they were gone.

The next morning, a traveler brought word to the villagers that a beautiful woman laid dead on the bank of the river. But the first night Maria was in the grave, the villagers heard the sound of crying down by the river. It was not the wind, it was La Llorona crying.

“Where are my children?” And they saw a woman walking up and down the river, dressed in a long white robe, the way they had dressed Maria for burial. On many dark nights they saw her walk the river side and cry for her children, and so they no longer spoke of her as Maria. They called her La Llorona, the weeping woman. And by that name she is known to this day. Children are warned not to go out in the dark Because La Llorona might snatch them and never return them.

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TERRIBLE TALES: Creepy myths just in time for All Hallows’ Eve