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Weird Stories from Mexico

My mother is originally from Oaxaca, Mexico, and she’s shared some creepy stories told by her older relatives with my older brother and me. I kind of wish the only remotely scary thing she had told us was when someone she knew got chased by a cow. But no. That one was funny.

These stories aren’t that “scary”, but they may prevent some from going to Oaxaca, or even Mexico in general.


The Skin-walker in the Woods

Let me just preface this by saying that I am not a person who automatically jumps to paranormal conclusions. I grew up in a household that functions based on logic and reasonable decisions, probably more for my dad’s sake than my own, as he had no idea how to deal with a short, perpetually-angry teenage girl. So admitting to myself that what I saw was real – and not a figment of my imagination – is something that took me months of internal searching and anxiety attacks to finally achieve.

This encounter happened in November of my junior year, during the first weekend of white-tail season. In my family, deer season is only surpassed by Christmas and birthdays in terms of excitement. My dad, younger brother, and I begin preparing ourselves for the hunt months in advance, tracking buck movements with game cameras, making maps to plot where our stands should go, and making sure that my uncle moves his cattle to the correct pasture during the season so that deer movement is not altered. It’s been broken down to a science, and I had been learning since the age of six. To be honest, I thought that there was nothing those woods could throw at me that I hadn’t seen before. Mountain lions? No problem. Coyotes? I’ve probably killed close to a hundred.


The Twin Skinwalkers

I had the great honor of meeting not one but two skin walkers at the same time. Before I get story telling, let’s go over the landscape. From where I stopped, to the right of me was an open grass field and next to the grass field was the community college I would be later attending. To the left of me was part of the golf course that intertwines with a small forest and path going around. I have been on the path several times before always getting the feeling something wasn’t right about it. It was off, just not right.

I was out doing what I usually do during summer nights, walking around listening to music. Because it was summer the nights were nice an cool. All I needed was a T-shirt and a pair of cargo shorts plus my favorite hat and shoes. It was about 12:30 am when I was passing the golf course that is near my house. I got the feeling something was watching me. Stopping, I looked around several times seeing if there was anyone other than myself walking around. Spotting no one I took out my headphones to listen, hoping I could find out that way. It was then that I realize it was quiet way too quiet. I’ve learned that there should almost always be some type of natural sounds being made. I heard absolutely nothing.


They Are Always Watching

Hi, my name is Ella,  I’m 18 years old and I live in Arizona. I am full blooded Cherokee Indian, so I’m no stranger to stories about the skin walkers. My grandfather always warned me about them, saying they would love to get ahold of me and my friends. I am very open minded when it comes to things like this, but, I must say, even this may be hard to believe, but I swear, this really happened. I was upstairs in my room and I woke up to my phone going off. It was my friend, Kynzie. She had texted me asking if I wanted to sneak out to go to the park with her. I of course said no because it was only six O’clock in the morning. A few minutes later she said, “Well I guess you’re going to miss out on all of the fun with Chris and Logan lol.”

My heart skipped a beat as I read this because Chris and Logan are the hottest guys in my school. So my dumbass texts her back that I’ll be outside in 20. (She lives down the road from me.) After I got dressed I sprayed my favorite perfume and put on flavored lip gloss, just in case. I opened my window and she was waiting for me. Chris and Logan were with her. I say “Hey, how are you guys?” They all say good and Chris asked me if I needed help getting down. I said “Sure haha.” Blushing, I shimmy my self out onto the roof and he was like ” Come on, I promise I’ll catch you.” I hate heights so I pretty much had to force myself to jump, but when I did, I felt Chris’s hands grasp me. He put me down and we began walking to the park.


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