#Pascualita

[myhauntedsalem]

La Pascualita

La Pascualita or Little Pascuala is a bridal mannequin that has “lived” in a store window in Chihuahua, Mexico for the past 75 years. That is quite a long time for a bridal gown shop to retain a mannequin, but then the dummy has a rather strange history behind it. According to an urban legend, La Pascualita isn’t a dummy at all, but the perfectly preserved corpse of the previous owner’s daughter.

For years, the story of La Pascualita has been drawing loads of visitors, including media personalities, from all over Mexico to Chihuahua. Now, people from South America, the US and Europe have also started paying visits to the corpse bride. People smudge their noses up against the shop window, staring at the dummy, trying to figure out if she is real or not. They are taken in by her mesmerizing gaze and realistic-looking features. Most people walk away convinced that she has to be real.

La Pascualita was first installed in the store window on March 25th, 1930, dressed in a spring-seasonal bridal gown. The effect was instantaneous. People simply could not tear their sight away from this new mannequin, with the wide-set glass eyes, real hair and blushing skin tone. Soon, they realized that the mannequin closely resembled the shop’s owner at the time, Pascuala Esparza. It didn’t take long for them to come to the conclusion that the dummy was in fact the embalmed body of her daughter, who had died recently on her wedding day after being bitten by a Black Widow spider. This revelation did not go very well with the locals, and they started to express their disapproval. But by the time Pascuala could issue an official statement denying the rumors, it was too late. Nobody was willing to believer her. The daughter’s name has been lost over time, and ‘La Pascualita’ stuck through the years.

Of course, the speculated presence of a corpse must naturally be accompanied by supernatural happenings as well. Several odd incidents have been reported around the dummy, none of which have been confirmed, of course. It is said that a love-sick French magician would arrive at night and magically bring it to life, taking her out to town. A few others believe that her gaze shifts and follows them around the store. At night, she is also believed to shift positions in the window. These tales are pretty scary, perhaps most of all to the shop workers who have to see Pascualita every single day. The ones to leave the shop last are definitely not a happy lot. The dummy’s outfits are changed twice a week behind closed curtains. Sonia Burciaga, a shop worker says, “Every time I go near Pascualita my hands break out in a sweat. Her hands are very realistic and she even has varicose veins on her legs. I believe she’s a real person.” Now, an account like that coming from a person who has actually changed the mannequin’s clothes seems very believable. Could Pascualita really be a 75-year-old corpse? I’m terribly curious to see it for myself.

[morbidology]

The legend of La Pascualita revolves around an eerily lifelike mannequin displayed in a bridal shop window in Chihuahua, Mexico since 1930. Locals believe it is not just a mannequin but the embalmed corpse of the shop owner's daughter, who tragically died on her wedding day. Her realistic features—especially her hands and eyes—have sparked fascination and ghostly rumors. Some claim the mannequin moves or follows visitors with her gaze, while others dismiss it as a spooky urban legend.

[horror-n-m3tal]

La Pascualita Mannequinn Or Embalmed Corpse ?.

[beardedmrbean]

[sukiretto]

D21: Folklore

Ya ya tenia listo este dibujo ayer, solo que no estuve en casa asi que no le preste atención a publicarlo. En fin.

La Pascualita ✨. Una de mis leyendas mexicanas favoritas proveniente de mi estado 🥰.

[metrodisco]

i am at the awkward phase of knowing enough spanish to not communicate in broken portunhol but not enough spanish to know enough vocabulary and to know which ones are different from portuguese

[nefarrilou]

La Llorona & her "banshee bridemaids" getting ready 👻

Shared Clothes ⊱ Dress • Shoes 1 ⊱ Hair + Ears • Coat • Owl • Claws 2 ⊱ Hair • Veil 1 + 2 • Dress • Necklace • Nails 3 ⊱ Hair • Hat • Coat • 💉 1 + 2 • Bandaid • Scars

4 ⊱ Hair • Flowers • Scarf • Spider • Doll & Barcode 5 ⊱ Hair • Hat • Skull-Face + Lips • Jewlery 1 + 2 + 3 6 ⊱ Hair • Mask • Sparkle 💀 ⊱ Skeleton Body

C R E A T O R S

1 ⊱ @thekunstwollen @simandy @kaguya-fox @natalia-auditore @sewersims

2 ⊱ @atelierlena @plazasims @kmcreations @simsonico @remussims

3 ⊱ @simkatu @1-800-cuupid @ashwwa @pralinesims @nv-games

4 ⊱ @mirrored-dreams @weepingsimmer @oydis @bluecravingcc

5 ⊱ @spiderwhims @sims3melancholic @diu0diu @bellassims @charonlee

6 ⊱ @thekunstwollen @destruam @obscurus-sims

[ratethisalbum]

#120) The Derevolutions

The Derevolutions

Suggested by: @dragonpuff17

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Spotify ~ Youtube ~ Soundcloud

(Remember to listen first, then rate!)

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Tracklist:

1 Now You Know My Name

2 Automate Your Soul

3 Yell It Out

4 Pascualita

5 Take It to the Hoop

6 When the Radio's Gone

7 Bad King Kong

8 Mystery Fantasy

9 Turning Electric

10 We Found That Beat

11 Disappoint Your Teacher

12 #Hashbags

13 Gimme Bubblegum

14 Living in the Not World

[thelostbaystudio]

Urban Legends

I sometimes collect Urban Legend. They’re often like short horror adventure sparks, I find them ideal to fuel imagination and writing tabletop RPGs. Below are a few I’ve collected in the last year: name of the narrator + legend. I’d love to hear the urban legends/spooky stories you heard in the area you grew up/live. Feel free to add them in comments. I might end up make a repository of UL somewhere

Armanda Haller

The history of the guy that meats a girl in an outskirts bar, he offers to take her home, sge say yes, she mentions being cold and he lends her his jacket. Once they reach the cemetery she tells him that she lives around there and gets down. He trues to reach out to her and finds out where her family lived, and the mother told him that she passed away some years ago. She takes him to the cemetery to her tomb and the jacket was hanging there

Jedediah Berry

Years ago, a doctor crashed his private plane into the mountains west of town. His family died and he went mad. Now he stalks the wooded hills, scalpel in hand.

Otto TG

In my town, there is a mannequin that was made from the body of a dead bride. The grieving mother had her in a wedding dress and at night, you could see her move and blink at you. Her name is “La pascualita” and THEY TOOK THE ORIGINAL MANNEQUIN YEARS AGO but the story endured

Grahame

My sister and I were playing on the back yard of a new house when this old well-dressed man and a girl in a dress wandered onto our property. They said they were "hunting" for bears. Then they told us a story: According to the man, years ago, before my parents bought the land the house was on, it was a farm. And the barn was on the furthest side from where we built the house. The son of the former landowners threw a party one weekend when the parents went out of town. Hosted it in the barn, which caught fire. Then the doors locked. And everyone inside died. My sister and I wrapped up the conversation and went inside. I don't think my mom saw these strangers. (Also have never looked it up. I was like 9 and we'd just got the internet.)

Solgeon Soldray

I haven’t experienced this myself yet, but I’ve been told a few times about a sinister and dreadful presence that’s been felt while driving through the countryside on a particularly foggy night. Only dispersing once they crossed a bridge. What it was, I’ll never know.

wrennnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

There's an old and fenced-off cement slab out next to an old country road. It's said to have been poured over a witch's grave, who was hung and buried face-down, to stop her from digging her way out. People say they sometimes see a ghostly black cat sitting atop it.

Iko

If a giant moth lands on your mouth the first word you’ll pronounce after it flies away is the name of somebody doomed to die before sunset

[mrshowtimecrazyviran]

Miku pascualita

Ik it doesn't look like "la pascualita" (a mexican urban legend) but I tried to do my best

[paranoidgemsbok]

if youre facing your MOST DISTURBING video with fucking la pascualita i know its a clickbait baby video for infants

[costora-region]

It's Monday! And today I introduce to you the second to last Cryptid of Costora! The Grass/Light type Mannetree! Loosely inspired by the legend of La Pascualita.

The name comes from Mannequin and Tree. This pokemon is surprisingly not a ghost type despite having the soul of a human within it.

The original legend states that the daughter of a clothing store owner died poisoned on her wedding day. The mother, heartbroken, preserved the body and set it as an exhibition in the store, wearing the dress she would have used for her wedding.

What is true, what is not, lies on the listener/viewer. But that is the basis of the soul that gives life to this new pokémon.

One pokémon left and we'll be done with the cryptids!! YAY! I hope you guys have been enjoying this soo far! And this wednesday, get ready to meet the region's Champion!

[klownoffables]

La Pascualita

[touriscar]

Un viaje por el expreso del norte

¡Hey! ¿qué hay de nuevo Skylets?

El día de hoy decidí cambiarles el destino porque si no, no suelto a uno de mis destinos favoritos (Chiapas), entonces sigamos con Chihuahua…

Este fue el primer viaje largo que se llevó a cabo con mis compañeros de la universidad, no se me va a olvidar lo emocionante que fue, pues para ser honesta, si me daba mucho miedo ya que no soy una persona extrovertida y no estaba acostumbrada en lo más mínimo a salir con personas ajenas a mi familia por más de 1 día en donde implicaba quedarse a dormir con otros tres “extraños”, mis nervios estaban a full.

Llegó el día, empaqué hasta “lo que no”. Siento que la emoción que sentía en el camino para allá era aún bastante alta, pues no pude cerrar los ojos por más de 30 min en las casi 16 horas de trayecto, lo cual no debió haber sido bueno para mi reloj interno, además, el viaje se extendió principalmente por un elegante retraso de tres horas por el desfile del 20 de noviembre en Camargo.

Después de esa “odisea” llegamos al hotel a las 4 de la tarde, aprovechamos para descansar un poco y refrescarnos en la ducha. Ya con más energía nos dispusimos a salir al centro de Chihuahua en donde comimos hamburguesas con papitas, luego nos tomamos fotos en las letras gigantes que tienen el nombre de la ciudad,  después entramos a un museo, continuamos subiendo a un mega estacionamiento que tenía un mirador y finalizamos con “Pascualita”, un maniquí súper realista.

Al día siguiente pudimos tomar el famosísimo tren “Chepe que partía a las 7 de la mañana, todos  estábamos cansados pero encantados, pues es el único tren antiguo y de pasajeros en el país. Fue una experiencia que recomiendo bastante, sin problema me volvería a subir en él. Me sentía como si estuviera adentro de la película del “Expreso Polar”.

Llegamos a Creel a las dos de la tarde y escalamos un cerro, ahí mi cuerpecito me empezó a reclamar la falta de sueño y condición, aun así disfruté la incomparable vista al llegar a la cima. Bajando, en el centro pasamos al Museo Tarahumara de Arte Popular, el cual, te llena de cultura y la historia del lugar. Ese día no recuerdo a fondo los detalles de la noche, pero podría jurar que cenamos fuera y que fue algo riquísimo. ¿Qué cosa? Ni idea queridos Skylets, los dejaré con la duda.

Día 3, decidimos realizar un tour que incluyó: La Cueva de Doña Petra, una cascada Cusarare, el Lago Arareco, Valle de las Ranas, valle de los hongos, el Valle de los Monjes,  la Misión Jesuita. Acabando nos dimos un mini paseo por la ciudad, subimos otro cerro que estaba igual de cool  y nos generó bastante hambre, así que comimos en cuanto bajamos. Aquí, lectores, es donde entra la parte en la que mi empacada de más dio frutos pues me sentí horrible de la nada apenas ordenamos. Me dio demasiado calor, con muchas náuseas y todo era “de la patada”; le marqué a mi mamá para pedir ayuda, tomé algunas pastillitas que fueron de lo

“extra” en mi maleta y súbitamente, su autora volvió a la vida. Mi salud se recuperó a tal grado que me aventé a acompañar a los demás a una cafetería llamada “Kino’s” atendida por gente mayor que estaba llena de alegría y ganas de atender así que aunque no consumí café, me latió mucho la experiencia. También compramos tamales, pero totalmente distintos a los que comemos aquí en Querétaro, estaban bañados en frijoles o algo así, los probé poco pero valió la pena.

Al día siguiente nos fuimos a Barrancas del Cobre, entramos al Parque de Aventuras que se encuentra ahí, con bastante temor logré recorrer el Bosque Aéreo actividad tipo Canopy (le tengo miedo a las alturas) y me sentí bastante orgullosa de mí por haberme atrevido a hacerlo, eso me motivaría en el futuro a entrar a clases de rapel.

Tristemente ya después de eso tocó regresarnos a casa, lo destacable del camino de vuelta fue que comí lasaña. Es ¡Deliciosísima! Era apenas la segunda vez en mi vida que la comía. Es un viaje que nunca olvidaré.

Y bueno… con esto concluimos el relato del día de hoy, nos leemos luego queridos skylets.

Ciao, Arrivederci, Bon Voyage, etc.

Fotografías de autoría propia.

[your-favorite-hosts]

SHOWTIME #2

[cameras start rolling facing the stage where orange was sitting on a couch]

Good afternoon my audience!~

(The audience cheered)

I own you guys two shows do I?

(The audience yelled yes)

Alright I promise you I’ll do the shows but sadly Star won’t be in the shows since she was shot by someone who broke in…

(The audience whispered to each other)

Anyways remember how me and the star are doing random topics? Well since its October we're urban legends!

[The audience cheered with excitement]

Alright! I've got a few favorites you all might know! They're all Mexican urban legends

[Orange talks about the Mexican urban legends, La Llorona [the weeping woman which is my favorite], Chupacabra, La Pascualita, El Hombre del Sombrerón, and El Cucuy. The audience listened happily to Orange explaining the tales and telling the audience his opinions ]

Alright that's about it....hope you all enjoy the ramble and I promise you the show will be soon! I promise by my word!

[the cameras stop rolling]

@danielcampcampcultleader @ryders-reckless-ride @awobbles

[cronicasparanormalesle]

La Pascualita.

Chihuahua vuelve a ser el escenario de historias curiosísimas. Uno de los cuentos más conocidos del país narra la leyenda corta de un maniquí que existe en el aparador de la tienda de vestidos de novia “La Popular”.

Esta figura, que se encuentra en el local desde 1930, tiene la particularidad de ser espeluznantemente real. La estatua de cera tiene uñas, huellas dactilares, cabello rubio y una mirada perturbadoramente real.

Existen diversas leyendas cortas del origen de la Pascualita, pero una de las más populares asegura que es el cuerpo embalsamado de la hija de la dueña original de la tienda. La joven falleció el día de su boda luego de ser picada por un alacrán. Su madre no pudo soportar la pérdida y decidió preservar para siempre su belleza. Hay quien asegura que el maniquí se mueve, sale a caminar por la calle o incluso apaga las luces de su tienda.