In 1821, the town of Roma was established on the border of Texas and Mexico. The settlement began because it was a convenient place to cross over the Rio Grande river. Due to salt trading, Roma grew and prospered.
Today, a large section of the city, known as the Roma Historic District, has been preserved to show what the area was like during the 1800s. But it isn’t just the buildings that appear to be stuck in time.
Historic Roma and its Mysterious Past
A few locals have reported seeing the apparition of a girl wandering around the Historic District at night. Those who have seen her say she appears out of thin air around the church, and returns there a couple hours later. One member of the church, Juanita, was positively terrified of seeing the dead girl.
“My friends who have seen her seemed more amazed than scared, but I was still so scared of seeing her,” she confessed. “I had a bad experience when I was a little girl, and I’ve been deathly afraid of having a similar one ever since. …But my fear certainly didn’t stop it from happening.
What did you experience?
“I had heard about the girl about three or four months prior, and since then I always made sure to go to the early evening services on Saturdays,” Juanita said. “Everything was fine, but one Saturday I was pretty ill.
“I fell asleep on the couch and had missed the five PM service. When I woke up, I was torn as to what I should do. I was nervous about going to the eight PM service, but I had not missed a Saturday night mass in fifteen years.
“I decided to go and I told myself that Jesus would protect me,” Juanita nodded. “I parked my car and practically ran into the church. When the service was over, the pastor inquired into how I was feeling.
“We fell into a conversation and before I knew it, the rest of the church was empty! I told the Father I had to go, and I slowly stepped out into the night. There weren’t any people around—but that included dead girls, too,” she gave a shaky laugh.
The Crying Girl in White
“I was halfway to my car when the wind picked up and I could hear someone quietly crying nearby. Thinking it was someone from my church who needed help, I began searching for them. I walked to the other side of the church…and I saw the girl.”
What did she look like?
“Even though her skin was translucent, I could tell she was Mexican. She had thick black hair that fell to her waist. And she was wearing a long, white linen gown.
“She kept sobbing so loudly, sympathy seemed to overcome my fear,” Juanita said, pressing a hand to her face.
“’It’s okay,’ I found myself telling the spirit. ‘It’s all okay, there’s no need to cry.’
“She abruptly stopped crying and stared at me for a minute. Suddenly blood began to soak through her gown, lumping in large clots in some areas, and dripping freely in others. Before I registered what was happening she was running toward me.
“’I WILL KILL YOU!’ she shrieked.
“…and with every step she took, blood splattered from her soaked dress,” Juanita said, clutching her throat. Since then, I have been looking for a new church to attend in Roma.”