Urban Legends!

 

Urban Legends

Moth man, the Jersy Devil, Nightcrawlers, and the Huaka’I po, aka the Night Marchers. States and cities all over the country have urban legends, the whole world, really... What about San Antonio? I was born here and have a lot of family here, because of this, I heard a good amount of Urban legends growing up. 

First, one which, if you know it the picture definitely spoils it! The San Antonio Ghost Tracks. This is a legend dating to the 1970s, about a set of haunted tracks located at the railway crossing where Villamain Road becomes Shane Road. There are a couple of different versions, but the one I was told as a kid was the nun version. A nun and 10 children were coming home late one night after a field trip. Suddenly the Bus stalled right on the tracks. The Nun attempted to restart the bus, as it was late, and the children were asleep in their seats. Unbeknownst to the nun and sleeping children, a train with a broken headlamp was hurdling toward them. When the nun noticed it was too late as the train collided with the bus, splitting it in two. Miraculously the Nun survived but in a tragic turn all 10 children unfortunately did not. Weeks passed after the tragic accident. Riddled with grief and survivors guilt the nun attempt to take her life the same way she believed she caused the children to die. She waited on the tracks in her car waiting for a train, which appeared just as it did the night of the accident. However, the nun began to hear little voices all around her and before the train could strike her car it was rolled safely out of the way. When she got out of her car to find her savior, she saw nothing except child sized hands on her car! Her children as spirits and protected her and as such gave her a new outlook in life as she opened an orphanage to help children in need. Now people say if you park near the tracks with a coat of baby powder in your car tiny hand of the ghost children will move your car from the tracks.

The Second urban legend is about the Dancing Devil of El Camaroncito Night Club. It is a tale of caution and stranger danger aims to younger adults to be wary of those they may meet. One Evening a Handsome Man entered the club. He was said to be supernaturally handsome and one "hell" of a dancer. He asked a young lady to dance with and they dance through the night. the otherwise pleasant night took a terrifying turn as she glanced at his feet. There she did not see the feet of a man but a pair of goat hooves. Screaming in terror she pointed at his feet and broke free of his grip, while also gaining the attention of the other patrons. They began shouting and panicking once they took note of his hooves. Taking advantage of the panic he fled to the men's room. When he was pursued, they found nothing but a cloud of smoke and a thick stench of sulfur.