One El Pasoan's Story Of Multiple Encounters With La Llorona

This is the story of one El Pasoan who claims that he has seen and heard La Llorona multiple times throughout the years.

La Llorona is just one of countless Mexican legendary folktales that have been passed down over many generations. The Mexican folktale of La Llorona (Weeping Woman) stems back hundreds of years about a young woman who drowned her children in a river to spite her cheating husband. After she commits the heinous deed, she realizes what she has done and throws herself into the river to die alongside her children. The legend says that her soul wanders endlessly, weeping over her dead children, and brings misfortune to anyone who crosses her path especially children who she is said to kidnap.

La Llorona is said to have been spotted across Mexico and even across the border into Texas, including El Paso.

Legends and haunts abound in the Sun City, with multiple sightings of La Llorona taking place near the old Hacienda Restaurant off of Paisano, near the border. Stories are told that on certain nights the apparition of a woman has been spotted near the restaurant crying out loudly for her children.

While scrolling through Truehorrorstoriesoftexas.com, I came across a story posted in March, of an El Pasoan’s scary encounter with La Llorona, on multiple occasions.

According to Reddit user djunderdawg85, he first encountered La Llorona in the 90s when he was 11 years old. He then talks about another incident a year later and then once again in the early 2000s while working at a local grocery store in the lower valley.

If that’s not enough to creep you out, then continue reading as this El Pasoan shares his terrifying experiences with La Llorona.

Posted on Truehorrorstoriesoftexas.com by djunderdawg85 in March 2020:

“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 fell 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 4 am 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. But that’s a whole other story that I will share later.”