Urban Legends: Admit it, You Believed Them Sometime in Your Life

A show of hands, please. Who doesn't know anything about Bloody Mary?


Anyone?

I didn't think so.

Since elementary, or even kindergarten, the story of the bloody girl in the mirror has circulated in and around classmates and friends. As a result of all the spreading, most people are now afraid of stepping into a bathroom alone.

Though it may seem pretty silly now, there was a certain point in our lives that we actually believed the whole Bloody Mary thing and other urban legends (mine was when I was in second grade). Here's the rest of the weird stories we were terrified of (and still terrified of, probably).

Bloody Mary


Yeah, probably the most spread around and common urban legend out there. Popular among children, Mary's story has a lot of variations. Some claim that when Mary was a child, she was presumed to be dead and was buried alive. When they opened her casket, they found her nails stuck to the top of the coffin and signs that she had tried to claw her way out.

Others, however, say that Mary was a witch who used her dark magic to summon and murder the daughters of a town's families. Apparently, she used their blood to make herself youthful again.

Either story, anyway, one thing's common with them. Mary can be summoned through a mirror by saying 'Bloody Mary' three times. The room has to be dark, presumably, but a candle could probably be lighted. Without that light, how are you supposed to be scared when she appears in the mirror, anyway?

Blue Baby


The recipe for an urban legend: a mirror, a child, a girl, and the dark.

The story of Blue Baby most certainly has all four of these ingredients, making it another slumber party scare-down-your-spine favorite.

Legend has it that Blue Baby, or Baby Blue, was killed by his/her mother by being stabbed with a shattered bathroom mirror. No one really knows why, but I guess it's safe to guess that the mother was just another nut.

Though there are two ways to summon the baby, both requires you to be in a dark bathroom. Anyway, one way is to steam up the bathroom mirror by turning on the hot water and letting the steam cloud the it. Once it's all covered, write the words 'Blue Baby' and hold your arms in the position you would do if you were carrying a baby. You will feel weight on your arms, but don't let go of that position or you will drop the baby. When you do drop the kid, your arm will get scratched. The more you drop the baby, the more scratches you get.

The second way is to simply position your arms in that baby carrying position and rock it. You'll feel the baby's weight again, but when you feel it, you have to drop it and run otherwise his/her crazy mother would appear, scream "GIVE ME BACK MY BABY!" then kill you.

Bottom line, don't do or say things in front of your bathroom mirror.

The Rake


This is probably the weirdest urban legend I have ever heard of.

According to a lot of accounts, the Rake (yes, that's the creature thing's name) caused so much trauma, some people have committed suicide just to stop seeing his figure in their dreams or when they close their eyes.

In one account, a woman claims that she woke up when the Rake was staring at her husband for about thirty seconds or so. Later, it crawled through their hallway and went to her kids' rooms. Desperate to stop it, she flicked on the light, only to see her daughter seriously injured. The last words she said were "It is the Rake."

When she and her husband drove to the hospital, the car crashed into a lake, leaving both her daughter and husband dead. Since then, she couldn't really go to sleep without the fear of waking up to find the Rake on the foot of her bed, staring at her.

Yeah, as scary as this legend is for some people, I'm really more concerned to why it's called a Rake, when in fact it has no relationship whatsoever with that gardening tool.


2 comments:

teacher vince said...

now I might have nightmares...but it's true people may deny it but at some point in their life they believed such...legends...:-)

Alana said...

It's called the Rake because it attacks and maims people, I think! :P Nice post, I really love urban legends and scary stories.

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