Your True
Tales
March 2003 –
Story
of the Month
Encounter
with the Creature
by Aleman
I was born in San Juan, Puerto Rico. I lived on a town called Puerto Nuevo. I have two events that took place around that area. First of all, this will sound very hard to believe, if I was the only one present during this two events, but not only me, but several of my friends where with me when this took place.
While I was attending junior high, next to my school was a field in which on top of a hill is located a huge water tank, around, maybe two to three hundred feet wide and about a hundred feet tall. The legend goes way back before I was born, and it goes like this: A just-married couple were kidnapped on their way to their honeymoon, but instead they where taken against their will, and they brutally raped the bride in front of the groom, and then the two of them were killed by their captors. After that horrible incident, that place has been haunted since, and people who have gone there have experienced what some have called "the ghost of the female that got killed." The reason that people and kids alike have gone there, is because there is a great source of Guava trees on that land that grow all over, and are very delicious to eat. But there is something out there that, out of nowhere, will show up on the way of a large thick layer of mist or perhaps a cloud, like a white dust devil, but not that shape, like a funnel - more like a Frisbee type, and covers a area of about 12 ft. wide by 2 or 3 feet wide. And comes out of nowhere, without warning, and chases the intruders up to almost the perimeter fence.
One day, some friends and I went over the fence to get some of the Guavas. Even though we heard the legend, we went anyway. About after maybe 30 to 45 minutes, the wind started to pick up and we looked to each other and, as on cue, we turned back and saw this mist growing and taking shape and starting to move in our direction - fast, with a sound I never heard before. We started running as fast as we could to the safety of the other side of the fence, but one of the guys decided to stay behind and face that thing. As we looked back, we could not believe ours eyes. The mist or cloud surrounded our friend and lifted him off the ground like a rag doll and threw him in a way that he was just flat on his back. After he landed, he got up and started running and screaming like we never heard him scream before or since. After that, he was never the same guy again and ended up committing suicide years later.
The second event, and the one that is now very much talked about, is the creature that people have dubbed "The Chupacabras." Back on the early '70s, they had another name for it, and one was captured. It was called "The Garadiabolo" and was seen in the swamps of the towns of Gurabo and Fajardo. I know they still have old newsreels of that event, but for unknown reasons it has never been shown again on TV.
My event took place on an abandoned military housing lot next to where I grew up. That place also had a small hill, and on top was a small water tank and water pumps to deliver water to that housing in case of emergency. That place was abandoned many years, way before I was born, and the place was overgrown with all kinds of vegetation, huge trees and tall grass. My brother, my cousin and my next-door friend used to go there to go through the old empty housing area just to see what we could get out of the old houses and to picture what this place might have looked like before it was abandoned. It was also a shortcut to the shopping mall and other areas we used to hang out. On several occasions we stumbled on what looks like Santerias offering. There were sometimes buckets of goat's blood, candles, even at times the heads of goats, too, some with black and red ribbons. Weird stuff. We knew about people that practice that kind of religion.
One day I took that shortcut alone to go to a favorite ice cream place. As long as I live, I will never forget what has scared me like nothing ever scared me before or since. As I was walking down on the main street of that old housing lot, something caught my eye. On a huge tree there was something that started screaming and very angrily trying to get loose from the branches, but could not. I started running; the fear was something I never experience before. From what I saw, the silhouette was of nothing I ever saw before, but what I saw was the creature that so many people have seen and now is called the Chupacabras - only this one was huge. Thank God it got tangled on the tree; perhaps it would have tried to attack me.
A few years later, my friend from next door and I went back with baseball bats for defense. We went all the way to the top of the hill where the water tank was and, to our surprise, we saw the creature again. For some reason, it did not sense our presence, and for a while we watched in disbelief as that thing ate some kind of offering, placed there by someone. It was a green apple, to be exact. I grabbed a rock and threw it at it, but somehow it did not hit him, even though it was impossible for me to miss. By some reason or force, the rock deviated from hitting it. After that, the creature looked at us with a weird look, and it jumped into the vegetation and was gone. It was a devil-looking thing, kind of green, olive draft in color with red eyes and bat-like wings.
To this day, I don't know what it was, but old-timers in my neighborhood have told us that that thing has been seen before, not only by them, but by the people who used to live in that housing area, as well as the soldiers stationed there.
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