The Curse of the Crying Woman: The Real Story

I live in a small town near Bordeaux. As in any city, there are skeletons in the closet, stories and dark legends. My dad first told this story when I was about ten years old on Christmas Eve, and since then he likes to mention it at every opportunity, especially when he wants to scare someone ....

" When I was about the same age as you, I already knew the surrounding forests like the back of my hand. I left the house at dawn with whole provisions, returned after sunset - both in winter and in summer. Being in the company of the same "savages", I spent my childhood quite intensively - we built huts in the branches of trees, caught birds and squirrels, dug out dugouts, and also prepared "weapons" for playing Komboy. The time was safe, no one was afraid to let their children go out late. And then one winter we got too carried away with sledding and cardboard boxes from a steep slope right by the local pond. It was already getting dark outside. All the people went home, and we all went riding on our " swing ". The landscape around was beautiful - the moon, the dead silence around, the white expanses, the shining stars in the sky , the huge black wall of the forest and the snow-covered surface of the pond. Suddenly Edward, the youngest of us, stopped.

" Do you guys hear that? " He froze, staring into the solid darkness with his bulging eyes.

We laughed, but we listened. And the smiles slipped off our faces as quickly as they appeared. A terrible sound came from the other side of the forest. Whether it was a howl or a scream, it just sounded like it was deep inside us, like a vibration. And she grew. Finally we saw a tall white silhouette against the background of black trees. He was slowly skirting the pond and moving straight towards us. The mournful crying intensified, and suddenly the numbness subsided. We dropped all the bravado and ran out of the forest screaming . I've never run like this, but as soon as we were in our yard, we swore not to tell any of our parents about this case.

Of course, little Edward couldn't stand it and kept silent . His father once worked as an orderly in a local psychiatric hospital, and he revealed the secret of this strange inhabitant of the local forests.

" About ten years ago, a little boy drowned in a pond. His mother literally went crazy - she had no one but her son. She was aggressive: anyone who looks at her the wrong way or she doesn't like something in the look, could grab a knife and attack a person. Any whisper from the neighbors also annoyed her very much. But the good neighbors handed her over to a psychiatric hospital to protect themselves - why is there such a person next to him who sobs, rushes at everyone, bangs his head against the wall all day and suddenly does something bad to others? But the patient turned out to be very cruel and unpredictable; after not surviving a month in the hospital, she ran away and drowned herself in the same pond in which her beloved only son disappeared. They say that since then her spirit has been wandering around the pond - calling her son .... "

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