6/24/2023 0 Comments Lechuza bruja![]() It truly is the only way around these pesky algorithms, and it really does help us grow! If you're enjoying the show, please consider taking a moment to rate, review and tell your friends. In other tales, the Lechuza is the vengeful spirit of a woman who has returned from the grave to torment the living and to seek revenge. Her spirit returns in the form of the bird-monster to get revenge. In some versions of the story, the Lechuza is the spirit of a witch who was murdered by locals. Lechuza will then swoop down and carry off the confused and horrified individual. When a Lechuza finds her target she will perch in a location where she can't easily be seen and then will make either strange whistles or the sound of an infant crying.Īnyone who attempts to determine where the sound is coming from is at risk of becoming Lechuza's dinner. They then fly through the night in search of prey. A human-sized bird with a woman's face, Lechuza are women who have sold their souls to the devil in exchange for magical powers.Īt night, they transform into monsters with a bird's body and a woman's face, similar to depictions of harpies in Greek mythology. Tales of Lechuza are quite popular in Mexico and Texas. Lechuza are either shape-shifting witches or spirits in Hispanic folklore. I think that bruja placed a curse on my mom.Welcome back to The Freaky Deaky! Today the gang tackles the eerily spooky legend of Le Lechuza Bruja, the Owl Witch of Mexican/Hispanic folklore, as well as other examples of half woman / half bird hybrids found throughout history. I remember a very haunted house we lived in when we were kids but that’s another story I’ll tell you later. From that day on, my mom claims to have been plagued by ghosts and having paranormal activity in some of the houses she moved into. Then they took her to the hospital where she died that day. They called for an ambulance and even the paramedics didn’t know what was going on. Mom told me grandma almost passed out when she saw this. Then the witch started vomiting human hair. Once inside the witch told my grandmother that she had angered an even more powerful bruja and a curse was put on her. I think because she was still afraid of the witch. Instead of telling her to go to hell, my grandmother helped her inside. The bruja was so thin she was like a skeleton also very pale and sickly looking. The very last encounter my mom and grandmother had with the witch was when she arrived knocking on the door of my grandmother asking for help. My grandmother thinks the witch put a curse on him. Then about 6 months later, uncle Tommy left for California getting into a car accident that killed him. Uncle Tommy then made his way to the bruja’s front yard and started cursing her name. This must have done the trick because the Lechusa flew away. He grabbed a shovel and started chasing the Lechusa, swinging the shovel at it and cursing at it. My mom’s uncle, Tommy, got extremely pissed when he saw how frightened my grandmother was. She dropped to her knees, pulling my mom down with her and started reciting the “Our Father” prayer and the Rosary prayers. She said it was a Lechusa come to curse all of them. My grandmother was frightened beyond belief. It started to fly around my grandmother’s house whistling very loud. There standing on the porch was a huge bird with an ugly face that almost appeared human. ![]() When everyone stepped outside to see what was going on. They were all awoken early in the morning by a loud whistling outside. One day, when my mom’s brother, Tommy, had just gotten back from the Vietnam war, he was staying with my grandmother. She was always leaving lit candles with strange writing on my grandmother’s porch or she would stand in front of their house chanting spells laughing at my grandmother and mom. She knew my grandmother was deathly afraid of her and very religious. She would bully my grandmother constantly. She was around 13 years old and she lived next door to a lady who practiced witchcraft. “My mother told me a story when I was a kid, about when she was growing up in San Antonio, TX in the early 1960s. This story comes to us from San Antonio, TX from a dear friend of True Horror Stories of Texas, Robert Limon of Rigor Mortis Paranormal.
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