Duende (Poem)

https://nikkropolis.tumblr.com/post/180369745554/duende


This poem is about one of the creepy stories my mom told me from her youth. She told me she and her older brothers were in their room when her brother Larry (may he rest in peace) was looking out the window and saw their brother Martin. Larry then proceeded to ask Martin what he was doing outside but Martin, who was sitting on the bed, fixing a radio responded “what are you talking about?” All of my mom’s brothers looked outside to see a Martin lookalike but only with sharp teeth and soulless eyes. It was compared to a “duende.”

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The Scarecrow (Poem)

There you are

Close not far

Waiting patiently

To come alive next to me

I had no clue

‘Til I looked at you

An inanimate object come alive

I was lucky to survive

The fear I felt

When I was dealt

Your loathsome stare

I could hardly bare

Knowing you were in the yard

And there was someone I had to guard

She is who I protected

When it was you I detected

When I went to check again

It was like you weren’t there, my friend

I lit my flashlight down the row

And saw a malevolent scarecrow

I don’t know what you truly were

But you shouldn’t be alive, we concur

No one believed me initially

But you were a reality

I’m glad you are gone

Because you’re the type to cause wrong

You aren’t welcomed here

So stay far away, not near


This poem is based on a story my mom told me when she was in her youth. It was night time when she said one of her brother’s friends was outside with my Nana hanging clothes on the clothing line. What had happened was he was playing around with the flashlight and when he lit up one of the poles, there was a scarecrow hanging at the end and looked up at him. They didn’t have a scarecrow in the yard; my mom told me she heard the friend scream and he was legitimately scared. So, I typed up this poem from his point of view based on what my mom told me.

“La Lechuza”

I’ve never encountered one, thankfully but my Nana said she had back in the day during her youth so this would be back in the 1950’s. I plan on drawing one and telling her story the best I can; she’s not physically with us anymore so I’ll go off of memory. Be on the lookout for my drawing of La Lechuza.


Terror In The Trees: Did Abuela Warn You About La Lechuza?

Mysterious Footprints in the Satellite

The place the workers at my job get their money for their duties is called “Satellite 123.” Only employees are allowed in that area and it’s attached to the cashier’s area (guests/ customers are allowed to go to the cashier’s, just not the satellite).

I’m sure you can imagine that there’s a lot of traffic that goes through the satellite since it’s a 24/7 establishment and there are tons of departments that make their way in and out of Satellite 123. Anyway, last April of 2017, a co-worker and I were in the satellite; I do believe we were both replenishing our banks when he asked “what’s that?”

I looked down to see those footprints. Yes, I enjoy entertaining the thought of there being things we cannot explain but I also like playing skeptic with these sorts of things. We’ve never seen them before and I tried cleaning the footprints away with an alcohol wipe but it didn’t go away. There were a few other partial footprints in that room, almost as if the person/thing the footprints belong to was dancing.

I wasn’t able to get more pictures of all the foot action; in fact, this isn’t my picture that I took, it is a superior’s image. Employees aren’t allowed to have their phone on them during work hours except for superiors being the exception.

Now, one can wonder a few things about those footprints. 1) Why are there bare feet prints when employees are dressed at all times? And 2) why won’t they go away? It is a small room but it must have like 15 cameras in there (not an exaggeration, since that’s where the money is at) surely one of those cameras would’ve caught an employee being barefoot in there yet no one’s heard of an employee being barefoot. And even then, it still didn’t answer why they won’t go away.

My place of work is notorious for having creepy stories as I’m sure you read the blog I typed up about the “Chonies” the other day. Hmm, I guess we’ll never know how those footprints got there.

Scary Stories? What are Chonies?

Every region had their Urban legends. I have yet to see anything but I hear stories from family and friends.

This one in particular is about a short, hairy, black humanoid creature who’s been described as a black Cousin It or almost like a little gorilla called a “Chonie.” There are variations of how these chonie creatures are manifested; I’ve heard that they’re sent out to you if someone who has ill will to you sends them and I’ve heard that if you find a sack with straw or hair and other miscellaneous stuff in it, don’t pick it up because you’ll then “own” a chonie. Another thing I was told about these creatures is that if you’re walking in the dark and hear a whistle, don’t whistle back because they’ll take you God knows where.

I’m sure we’ve established that these are some pretty weird and creepy mother effers. I have yet to see one but I’ve got plenty of buddies who’ve seen some. In case you’re wondering where they’ve originated, well, these stories come from my friends of the Pascua Yaqui tribe.

I have a semi experience with them.. back on May 27, 2017. So, the place I work (which I won’t mention but if you do enough research to figure it out, good for you) is a 24/7 establishment with the exception of a few days out of the year so the tribe can practice their traditions; that year, I was working day shift with the hours being 6AM-2PM on that day. I’m in the building and I get quite a surprise from the security guard at the front entrance and a custodian who had got done wiping and cleaning the doors and windows. They had pointed out what appeared to be small hand smudges on the door just below the door handle. There couldn’t have been a child since anyone under 21 years of age isn’t allowed inside and it was barely just after 6 in the morning. Chonie, maybe?

IDK but I like playing skeptic with these kinds of things. Maybe the smudges were in the door from hours earlier when the restaurant was open (the only exception for a child to enter is if accompanied by someone aged 21+ and on their way to a restaurant) and the custodian didn’t notice them. Or maybe it was one of those godforsaken hairy creatures that everyone should avoid.

I took a picture of the door; I’ll let you be the judge.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention you can “get” one to do your evil biddings like IDK go after an ex, your douchebag teacher, or maybe even your hard ass boss, IDK but if you choose to make one go after anyone, they get super clingy from what I’ve been told. If you don’t pay attention to them, they can go after your pets or people you love because they wanna be your world. Sure, you may “get back” at someone who’s done you wrong with a chonie but it might backfire on you and they go after your loved ones because they feel neglected by you, not a very good deal in my opinion.

A Yaqui would be able to tell these kinds of stories 10 times better than I can but I hope you get the gist of what I’m saying.

#Legend #PascuaYaqui #Chonie #Stories