Reminds me of a Czech legend about a monster that'd take bad children and kill them. Its name is "polednice" which can roughly be translated as "noon wench" or "noon woman".
One of our most famous writers actually wrote a story about this, where a mother warned her child about the monster, but the child didn't listen. Then, at noon, the door to their little village house suddenly opened and the mother saw a shady figure standing outside. She took the child to her arms to protect it because she realised the legend was true, but as she held it close, she suffocated it. Turns out the figure was actually the father coming back from work.
There's a bunch of really creepy stories in that book (Kytice by K. J. Erben) inspired by old folklore, if you're looking for a 19th century Central European creepypasta.
That's really interesting! Honestly, myself it reminds me of the legend of Krampus, He's like Santa Claus, sees you when your sleeping, knows when your awake, he knows when you've been bad, and he knows when you've been good, but mostly when you're bad, he comes to kidnap and eat the bad children of the world instead of giving them coal or nothing. I don't really know where he originated, but I was surprised that someone took the time to type all that! Thanks, for the recommendation, I think I might actually check em' out!
Wow, that's brutal! It's actually really interesting to listen to all the folklore stories and legends and guess where they originated. I'm glad I'm not the only one who finds this fascinating!
this reminds me of "krampus"...its a german half goat half man looking monster with a long ass tongue...the worst part is my best friend dressed up as it one night and i kinda punched her in the face...
One of our most famous writers actually wrote a story about this, where a mother warned her child about the monster, but the child didn't listen. Then, at noon, the door to their little village house suddenly opened and the mother saw a shady figure standing outside. She took the child to her arms to protect it because she realised the legend was true, but as she held it close, she suffocated it. Turns out the figure was actually the father coming back from work.
There's a bunch of really creepy stories in that book (Kytice by K. J. Erben) inspired by old folklore, if you're looking for a 19th century Central European creepypasta.