User:Paperfrogs

The whispering man was one of my favorite legends as a kid. I found a YouTube video of it (when I was far too young 😰) and ever since then, I’ve been telling people the story.

There are several versions, but I grew up knowing this one:

Trigger warning: this story contains themes of blood

Many, many years ago, in Venezuela, there lived a boy. His family was very poor, but the boy was very spoiled. He always asked for new toys and more food, even though his family didn’t have the money for it. One day, the boy wanted to eat more meat, but the father came home from hunting empty handed. Angry, the boy killed and gutted his father. When the grandfather found out, he took the boy into the middle of the forest, tied the boy up to a tree, and lashed at his back, stabbing him and cleaning his wounds with boiling water and chili pepper.

When the grandfather untied the boy and fed the boy’s body to the family dog, the grandfather placed a curse on the boy, saying that the boy would have the curse of carrying his father’s bones in a sack for the rest of eternity. The boy turned into a 3 meter creature, and now wanders the streets of Venezuela during the dry season or the rainy part of May, and hunts down drunk men, killing them with a stick, and collecting their bones.

This story can have several morals. The one I learned from this is: Don’t take Don’t put yourself before others.

Ever since I learned the story, I have told almost everybody I have met, and now I have proceeded to tell it online :D