This story comes to us from a man in South Texas who looked at La Llorona dead in the eyes. This story takes place right along the Rio Grande River. We have another story that took place along the same river about 45 miles East, you can read it here. If you have seen or heard La Llorona, we would love to hear about it, you can share it with the community here.
One night one of my older brothers and I were visiting some friends in Peñitas, Texas. They lived by Military Road. It was about Midnight when my brother and I decided to head back home to La Joya, that’s where we lived. Well, if any of you have ever driven on Military road from Peñitas to La Joya, you know how the road runs parallel to The Rio Grand River and you must have heard the story of the Llorona.
Well the road has a small hill when you leave Peñitas City limits heading West towards La Joya. That road is beautiful at night because you can see the stars in the skies clearly. It is very DARK AND DESOLATE and Scary at night…lol… So we head back home and as I was approaching that small hill on the road I see a lady walking along the road on the shoulder wearing what seemed to be a white dress and was barefoot. Mind you that the shoulders on the road are pretty rough.
Continue reading La Llorona Spotted on Military Road Along the Rio Grande River
Hello, first off I’m a fan of the site, I’m a new fan and have been coming here off and on for the past couple of months. I have an encounter of sorts I would like to share. It happened back in the summer of 1995 in Edcouch, TX. I was 15 years old at the time, I’m 37 now and remember it like it was yesterday.
Well, this one night I had a buddy of mine come over, we wanted to rent some video games and movies so I asked my mom if I could borrow the car and head out. She said no and I had a fit, blew a gasket teenage style. I stormed out of the house and walked down the street to cool down. I didn’t even bother telling my friend either, I just left. I walked down to the end of the street to where the street lamps didn’t shine. I took a seat right at the middle of the street and put my head down. At that time my old neighborhood was right next to a corn field, and the rest of the lots were filled with overgrown dry, tall grass and an abundance of mesquite trees. We also had an old meat market that had closed down some years before and was now just an empty vandalized building. The meat market was located on the opposite side of the block and therefore my street was on the backside of the property.
Continue reading Sasquatch in the Rio Grande Valley