when i was young my aunt told me a story she and i will never forget when she was young living in mexico one nite her father (my grandfather) send her and my other aunt to the store it was dark and the store was far away and u had to cross a field to get to it when he was walking threw the field they saw a water well
they heard a woman crying and then they heard somebody cutting grass witha matchetty they started to run back towards the house when my aunt tuned around to see what she was hearing she saw a woman flaoting in the air with a babby in her hands.
when she got home granpa was like no its not true but when he walked to the store a couple of nites later he heard the machetty cutting the grass but he didnt see the woman.