Hello Goodnight. I want to share something that happened to me last Christmas. I was returning from a party with my girlfriend. It was already about 2 a.m. and it was raining lightly when I left her at home for the Mithras Pulga.
When I said goodbye and tried to start the car I noticed that there was someone about 100 meters from where I was, I saw someone walking towards the main avenue. It was strange to me but being a busy road I saw it as something normal. When I passed by this person I noticed that she was a woman dressed in black and crying or at least it seemed that way. I did not even think about stopping and accelerating. When I get to the traffic light I looked in the rearview mirror but I did not see it anymore. For a moment I thought it was just my imagination so I relaxed and kept driving for a while. Then I was on Av. Fidel Velázquez at the height of the UANL (where the Atirantadito bridge is now) when at the bus stop I saw the same woman again, who realized that she was crying because I could hear her complaining despite going with the windows closed.
I got quite nervous and I have no choice but to stop until I got home because I was afraid that if I looked in the rearview mirror she would be in the backseat or something.
I held back from watching until my cell phone rang. It was my girlfriend asking me if I was feeling well since I had noticed it strange when I left home. Sweating and with the voice between cut I told him that everything was fine and that he did not worry. As soon as I hung up, I could see how far away that woman in black I had seen before was trying to cross Av. Nogalar and when I went to speed, I barely had time to dodge and went to hit a pole.
Barely 15 minutes later there were already policemen and an ambulance in the place reviewing me.
When I asked myself what had happened, I told them that a person had passed through and that when I tried to avoid him I was hit by the post (yes, I decided not to mention the woman). However, a transit stopped looking at me and asked me seriously
You were chasing the witch, right?
I was speechless at that.
Later I learned that at that time it is common for that woman in black to chase the drivers and make them crash. It was very strange because I had driven around at that time before and nothing unusual had ever appeared to me. Later I heard several transits that suddenly happened that people called saying that witches or women in black crying at night for Av. Lincoln and appeared that they tried to throw themselves into the avenue to be trampled.
The truth I still do not believe that I was a witch or something like that but just in case I avoid driving so late.
Anonymous.
