Legends of my country: The "Llorona" or "Weeping woman"

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Legend has it that a very pretty woman, with brown skin and jet black hair, fell in love with a soldier one fine day and from that love a girl was born. The soldier had to go, thus abandoning his partner in love and his little daughter. I don't know if the soldier left because of the war that prevailed in the days of my country's independence or if the soldier left because he didn't want to be part of this family.

The fact is that the woman in this story is left in a very precarious situation, alone and with a daughter, waiting for a man who won't come back. The woman begins to lose her mind. Her daughter, who is a baby, cries too much... this because of the mother's conditions, she can't control her baby's crying. The mother decides to go to the river and in a fit of madness, drowns her baby. She immediately loses consciousness ...The effort of going to the river and the stress resulting from committing a murder making her faint.

When she wakes up, she looks at the lifeless body of her little daughter and this ends up driving her crazy. And he screams, desperately and repeatedly... "Ay mi hija!" (oh, my daughter!) It's then that the townspeople come and see the horrendous spectacle... they harass her, they accuse her.

She, the upset mother, manages to flee into the countryside, to the plains ...she doesn't appear again. But instead, over time and in dark nights, you start to hear a woman screaming, with terrifying sounds, "Mi hija! Mi hija!" (My daughter!).

Legend has it that she steals the children who are out of their house at night and alone. They say it's her way to get her daughter back.

That is why the mothers of the plains are used to telling their children to not go out at night, If they don't want to be taken by the "Llorona" (Weeping woman).

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The story is so sad :( Many legends were attributed to sadness. Wonder if the soldier ever come back. Is this legend at a particular city or everywhere in the country?

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These legends usually begin by explaining the life situation of the person in question.

To create empathy in people or increase hatred in others.

Generally the stories that have become a legend in my country take place in the plains region. Where there is field, mountain, peasant people who work on the back of animals and very precarious conditions.

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I've been waiting for this 😂 omg so there are stories like that even in your country OwO that's cool- the kind of stories we have, similar to this one are way too violent at times

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Oh ya.. how is your laptop? Can it be fixed? Was it a virus?

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It was bad encryption on the update codes. It's going to the repair shop tomorrow

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Good to know. Good luck on it! Hope you recover all that you need to.

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I thought you couldn't read my story yet because of your message about destroying your laptop.

In the area of ​​my country, the region of my plain, which is a place of fields, crops, people who work from dawn to dusk. People made their populations with houses far from each other. With people who work the sowing and mount animals for their daily work. That's where most horror stories come from.

If you start to see, these same stories are going through all countries and other versions of the same story are being born.

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I can still see stuff but on phone, it's not as convenient as a laptop though

Ohh so you live in an area of fields. I van see why stories like that would linger around since the distance would allow mistakes in sounds which can be mistaken for the cries of a weeping mother

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No, I don't live in the country. I live in the city but I love going on vacation to the country. I do it when I can go.

The nights on the plain are long, especially in the polaciones furthest from public services. There is no electricity, no water, no public transport. People learn to live as they can, using the things of nature. and at night they meet to talk about the things of the town, of the neighbors and then when it is late at night the tales of terror begin. In the dead of the night anything is anything.

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Seems like what the kids from the provinces used to do but here, even the suburbs are quite modernized now that there's not much a gap in between houses that night would last for so long

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What a very sad story. I feel for the mother and all mothers abandoned by men who didn't care. The child... can be she is better off this way. The society is cruel. They do not want an abortion, they do not want you to abandon your child, they accuse you of everything and do not feel any love in their heart to help you raising and loving it. 😢

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they say that legends are born from tales of true stories. I believe, rather that they are born out of the need to frighten a certain group of people.

In the times of independence, long before and long after, society has been very hard judging people. They do not usually place themselves in the position of the person, on the contrary they become implaclable judges. Where is your heart? I do not know!

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To me tales, fairy tales, legends are all the same and I agree they are meant to fear people, to fear and under pressure them. Easy to do in a time most people we're not educated and see everything as a punishment or miracle.

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For me, fairy tales were always stories told so that after much suffering the characters would end up happy. But legends always arise from cases that count it as real events that happened in real people, places and times. Let them be to frighten ... that is the story.

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These aren't the fairy tales I heard. There must be something wrong with me, the way I heard them or we had different tales. No happy ending.

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I grew up with beautiful fantasy stories. Those stories made my imagination fly towards a better and more pleasant life.

Not that there is something wrong with you. The stories you grew up with were different stories. Perhaps reading more for adults than for children. And then you were formed with that concept.

They are the same fairy tales that I read to my son and my nephews.

So I think it is the kind of reading of our upbringing.

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