True Horror Story: "The Nun" (Bonus)

On a stormy night, a young mother comes face to face with a terrifying ghostly apparition. "The Nun" was submitted by Karla in Cidra, Puerto Rico, in January of 2007.

Music: Giant Wyrm Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
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You're listening to a bonus episode of the Castle of Spirits True Ghost Stories podcast, where we bring you some of our favorite real-life paranormal stories as told by the people who experience them. The following true story was first heard on episode 42 of the Castle of Spirits True Ghost Stories podcast. It was submitted by Carla from Cedra, Puerto Rico, in January of 2007. This is called The Nun. I've had experiences with the paranormal my whole life, especially at my house. So I'm pretty much used to ghosts and I ignore them most of the time. But every once in a while, something that scares the living daylights out of me comes along, and that is why I'm writing this. My parents bought the land and constructed the house that I currently live in. So it has no creepy history. The land, on the other hand, used to be a sugarcane plantation, as far as I know. I lived in the house with my parents for the first 13 years of my life. I vividly remember hearing strange noises at night, but only if it was raining. I would hear things falling, doors opening and closing, knocking on my door, footsteps, a baby crying or a woman sobbing. Later on, I moved away, but now I'm back with my husband and my baby. This is where the real story begins. One particularly rainy night, after a fun night out with my girlfriends, I returned home at around 4 a.m. I left the car out by the street because my husband's car was in the garage, but by the time I finally made it to the front door, drenched, I started looking around in my purse for my keys when I heard a woman sobbing. I lifted my gaze, thinking it was my sister-in-law who tends to wait for me sobbing whenever she has a problem with her husband. But to my surprise, I saw a nun sitting on my lawn chair, sobbing uncontrollably, with her face in her hands. I froze. She lifted her head and met my eyes. Then she came to me. She grabbed my arms and shook me, saying, Where's the baby? Please tell me where's the baby? She kept pleading and crying as she fell to her knees, while the only thing I could do was stare at her pale face. I tried to call my husband, but I couldn't find my voice. For the love of God, tell me where is the baby? He is going to kill him, and I have to stop him. Then I heard a baby crying from behind the house, and the nun got up and ran toward the sound. I just stood there, frozen, with every hair on my body standing up. Then I looked at my arms and noticed they had hand marks where the ghost had been holding me too tightly. I turned around and walked to the back of the house, not believing what had just happened, but when I got there I saw nothing. I went inside to my own baby's room, and she was sound asleep. So was my husband. Needless to say, I could not sleep that night. Thanks for listening to this bonus episode of the Castle of Spirits True Ghost Stories podcast. Don't forget to check out our full length episodes, airing weekly on all major podcast platforms, as well as on our YouTube channel. Visit Castleofspirits.com to learn more.