Origin: Mexico
La Bruja de Coyocán is an urban legend about a beautiful woman who was rumored to be a witch that sucked children's blood.
There was once a handsome young man, who was the most desired in the village, a situation he took advantage of for having lots of girlfriends until he fell in love with a beautiful stranger. However, the groom was always warned that the bride was not a good woman, that she was even a practitioner of witchcraft, but he did not believe those comments. He still married the woman.
Everything was going well in this young marriage, she, besides beautiful was an excellent cook; the only downside was that every day she made stewed moronga (blood sausage), a situation that eventually began to annoy the newlywed who, one day talking to a childhood friend, remarked his anger.
Faced with this, the friend told him the following, "My wife told me that your wife is a witch and that at night she goes out on the streets in search of blood of the children of the village. Spy on her tonight and you'll see."
The young husband, without saying anything, got up and went home.
Arriving at the door of his home, the smell of stewed moronga began, the man questioned his wife about the repeated menu and she responded in a very unconvincing way. She said it was because of her father, who owned a butcher shop and, what was not sold, was divided amongst his children; her older brother became the guts, her sisters had paws; and to her, was given the blood.
Not satisfied with his wife's response, the young man did not sleep that night with the intention of spying on her, who within a few hours got up and walked to the chimney. He did the same thing in a very quiet way. Arriving at the room where the woman was, he saw the unimaginable: his wife began to remove her skin and turned into a fireball.
Without thinking twice, the man threw her skin into the fire. Hours later, almost about to sunrise, that fireball returned. However, she did not find her skin, so she screamed and whipped through the walls of the home. When the sky began to clear and the sun loomed, the fireball was beginning to disappear, as if something was putting it off.
After that, nothing about the beautiful woman was ever heard of again.