Share a local urban legend!
You know, urban legends that people in your country tell each other and shudder because so-and-so place is haunted? Here's mine.
A local story about Chiltan Mountain. A frugal couple, married for many years, were unblessed with offspring. They therefore sought the advice of a holy man, who rebuked the wife, saying that he had not the power to grant her what Heaven had denied. The holy man's son, however (also a mullah), felt convinced he could satisfy her wishes, and cast forty pebbles into her lap, at the same time praying that she might bear children. In process of time she was delivered of forty babies rather more than she wished or knew how to provide for. The poor husband at his wits' end ascended to the summit of Chehel-Tan with thirty-nine and left them there trusting to the mercy of the Deity to provide for them while the fortieth baby was brought up under the paternal roof. One day however touched by remorse the wife unknown to her husband explored the mountain with the object of collecting the bones of her children and burying them. To her surprise, they were all living and gambolling among the trees and rocks. Wild with joy she ran back to her dwelling brought out the fortieth babe and placing it on the summit of the mountain left it there for a night to allure back its brothers but on returning in the morning she found that the latter had carried it off and it was never seen again. It is by the spirits of these forty babies that Chehel-Tan is said to be haunted.
A local story about Chiltan Mountain. A frugal couple, married for many years, were unblessed with offspring. They therefore sought the advice of a holy man, who rebuked the wife, saying that he had not the power to grant her what Heaven had denied. The holy man's son, however (also a mullah), felt convinced he could satisfy her wishes, and cast forty pebbles into her lap, at the same time praying that she might bear children. In process of time she was delivered of forty babies rather more than she wished or knew how to provide for. The poor husband at his wits' end ascended to the summit of Chehel-Tan with thirty-nine and left them there trusting to the mercy of the Deity to provide for them while the fortieth baby was brought up under the paternal roof. One day however touched by remorse the wife unknown to her husband explored the mountain with the object of collecting the bones of her children and burying them. To her surprise, they were all living and gambolling among the trees and rocks. Wild with joy she ran back to her dwelling brought out the fortieth babe and placing it on the summit of the mountain left it there for a night to allure back its brothers but on returning in the morning she found that the latter had carried it off and it was never seen again. It is by the spirits of these forty babies that Chehel-Tan is said to be haunted.
That's... Awesome Extremely interesting topic to me. Unfortunately there aren't really any urban legends that go around locally that I know of Looking forward to more of these!
It's an interesting topic to me too. The Urban Legends section of About.com has a bunch of them from the US.
Here our urban legends often have a "public service" factor, with the idea that the stuff in the story could happen to you, so be careful out there! Is that the case with stories like the one you posted, DD?
Here our urban legends often have a "public service" factor, with the idea that the stuff in the story could happen to you, so be careful out there! Is that the case with stories like the one you posted, DD?
If I can give birth to 40 babies, then HELL YES!
There are some, I'll write them up later
There are some, I'll write them up later
Many urban legends around these parts. I've told some of them here. Have to think before posting one though, there are so many of them.
Makes me realize how little folklore we Belgians have xD Or at least folklore that is still being actively passed around.
Something about vampire koala bears and Australia's massive uranium deposits....
For old-school Belgian folklore, there's quite some stuff in Suske en Wiske
Oy, that takes me back.
Oy, that takes me back.
Yes, but much of that is REALLY old school or even "imported" from other folklore unfortunately xD
I consider folklore and urban legends a bit of a different thing though. This area of Finland where I live has a very rich history in both of those aspects.
theres a HUGE abandoned resort on our island, theres alot of stories about it. People have tried again and again to start it up but it never works.
Theres been talk of curses, mafia involvement, ghosts.
People have reported seeing strange lights, and hearing strange noises and music.
Interestingly enough theres even been a slenderman sighting in the forests surounding the hotel.
(Must have been taking a holiday here.)
Theres been talk of curses, mafia involvement, ghosts.
People have reported seeing strange lights, and hearing strange noises and music.
Interestingly enough theres even been a slenderman sighting in the forests surounding the hotel.
(Must have been taking a holiday here.)
Alright, let's see. I don't know if I've told this here before or not, but there's somewhat of an urban legend going on in my family. Only few people who've lived here their entire life know about it. It's called "" (). There once lived an old woman called () near the sea (I know this place). I've forgotten most of the story, but apparently she was somewhat of a shady character, or this is what she sounds like. Well, some person from my grandfather's mother's family, got tired of for some reason and banished her (apparently from their land). Well, living next to the sea, she took a ferry and left, and as she was paddling away she placed a curse to follow the family forever. This is pretty much proven to be true, so it isn't an "urban legend" exactly, but of course you can debate the whole curse thing, and whether it effected the family or not.
In an additional story, there was a baby in the family carried in a wagon, when it fell and got its head crushed under one of the wheels, leaving a hole in the baby's head. There's a story that goes with the curse, that in every second generation of our family there is a person with a hole in their head. Well, my uncle does have some kinda small dent in his head, so my generation shouldn't have it.
There's also a story about some (common name here) being spotted flying on a broom around the same area as lived. Me and my father suspected that this might be the same person, seeing as was kind of a witch type. But this is more speculation than anything else.
So there you go. There's a lot more urban legends going on around here, most of them just a few kilometers and sometimes even meters from where my grandmom lives. There's also a lot of mythological stuff from around here (never discussed in Finland that much). But this one I remember the best cause it has so much to do with my family.
In an additional story, there was a baby in the family carried in a wagon, when it fell and got its head crushed under one of the wheels, leaving a hole in the baby's head. There's a story that goes with the curse, that in every second generation of our family there is a person with a hole in their head. Well, my uncle does have some kinda small dent in his head, so my generation shouldn't have it.
There's also a story about some (common name here) being spotted flying on a broom around the same area as lived. Me and my father suspected that this might be the same person, seeing as was kind of a witch type. But this is more speculation than anything else.
So there you go. There's a lot more urban legends going on around here, most of them just a few kilometers and sometimes even meters from where my grandmom lives. There's also a lot of mythological stuff from around here (never discussed in Finland that much). But this one I remember the best cause it has so much to do with my family.
Interesting. So is there more to the curse than the hole in the head thing? And that witch flying story reminds me of this creepy video.
I'm not really sure if there's anything more into the curse. In fact, I'e never thought about that. I always just thought of a curse as "general misfortune" or something.
I could make one up for the Sword people. if you want to know about Sword ask Andy he knows about it.
Dack, we're not going to ask someone named Andy about this sword thing you talk about, because nobody is interested in something you don't elaborate on.
OK then why not ask Dinkulum I told him a little.I think!
well some of us are interested - dack shared some of the story in chat once - very interesting huh dinkulum
Edit: Just seen some of your numerous reviews dack - good to see Sword is enjoying some of them but I feel he isnt paying enough attention and should maybe focus a little more on the job at hand - hes missing heaps of games this way
Edit: Just seen some of your numerous reviews dack - good to see Sword is enjoying some of them but I feel he isnt paying enough attention and should maybe focus a little more on the job at hand - hes missing heaps of games this way