Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - Tragic Case in Bucaramanga Son Kills Mother Lucía Pinto in Brutal Drug-Fueled Rage PART2 #11

Episode Date: November 28, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #truecrimecase #familicidemurder #drugfueledtragedy #colombiacrime #realhorrorstory  The brutal murder of Lucía Pinto by her own son in Bucaramanga highlights the horrifying consequences of drugs, rage, and broken family dynamics. This tragic true story shows how addiction and anger can destroy lives, leaving a community shocked and grieving.  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, truecrimecase, familicidemurder, drugfueledrage, shockingtragedy, realcrimefiles, colombiacrime, tragicfamilyevent, violentdeath, darkreality, heartbreakingstory, fatalanger, disturbingcrime, realhorrorstories, tragicmurder  

Pablo's downward spiral, a story of addiction, anger, and a mother's endless struggle. Pablo's story, honestly, reads like a tragedy that slowly unfolded in slow motion, with warning signs everywhere, yet nothing anyone did seem to change the final course. When his baby sister was born, Pablo was already struggling with a cocktail of emotions. He wasn't ready to share his mom's attention, and suddenly the whole house revolved around this tiny new human who cried, needed to be fed, and demanded endless hours of care. For Lucia, his mother, it wasn't about loving one child more than the other, she adored both of them. But babies are needy by nature, and naturally, Pablo began to feel pushed aside.

At first, it was subtle, sulking when his sister got picked up first, rolling his eyes when relatives came over and fussed over the baby, or sitting alone in his room while everyone else was laughing in the living room. But over time, that subtle feeling grew into a heavy bitterness. And then, as if life wanted to pour salt into the wound, another sister came along in 2011. By then, Pablo was a teenager, 16 years old, and already in that stormy period of adolescence where everything feels like an identity crisis. Having a second sibling only made him feel like his place in the family was being erased. A boy full of questions.

During those years, while his mom was feeling content and fulfilled, happy with her little family and proud of how far she'd come, Pablo was sinking deeper into confusion. He started to question himself, his future, his identity, and especially his sexuality. In his neighborhood, in his circle, that wasn't an easy thing to talk about. It was considered taboo. The result?

Pablo carried that weight alone, hiding his questions and fears behind a mask of anger. Instead of reaching out to his mother, the person who had been fighting for him since the day he was born, he closed himself off. On the inside, he felt ashamed and guilty. On the outside, he put on a tough, almost hostile attitude, which only created more distance between him and the people who loved him. And like many kids who feel isolated, he looked for an escape. The wrong refuge. In the streets of his neighborhood, he found a group of guys who welcomed him in. For the first time in a while, he felt like he belonged somewhere.

That's where he was introduced to marijuana. At first, it was just out of curiosity, something to try so he wouldn't feel left out. But the way that first high numbed his anxiety and quieted the noise in his head, made him crave more. Soon, smoking weed became his way of coping with everything, the jealousy of his sisters, the resentment toward his mom, the unanswered questions about his sexuality, and the anger boiling inside him. He convinced himself it was harmless, that it was just what teenagers did.

But it didn't stop there. The more he hung around his new friends, the more he got pulled into the world of drugs. Forget about it. Little by little, school stopped being a priority. He skipped classes, spent nights hanging around the block, and sometimes didn't even bother coming home. Lucia, who had already been through so much raising him alone in his early years, now found herself living in constant anxiety.

She would sit by the window late at night, praying he'd walked through the door. And on the nights he didn't, she barely slept, imagining the worst, that he was hurt, that the police had picked him up, or worse, that he'd ended up like other boys in the neighborhood who disappeared into the dangerous underworld of drugs and crime. When she tried to talk to him, things got ugly fast. Pablo wasn't that little boy anymore who listened to her advice or hugged her when he was sad. Now he snapped back with insults, slammed doors, and threw words at her sharp enough to cut her heart. violence moves in as the years went by pablo slid further into addiction by his early twenties he was no longer just smoking weed he was using harder substances things that drained his body and his spirit his mother could see the toll it was taking on him his once bright eyes looked empty his energy drained his frame thinner but the worst wasn't the physical deterioration it was the way his behavior changed. The home turned into a battlefield. Lucia and her daughters walked on eggshells, never knowing when Pablo would explode. He wasn't just verbally abusive anymore. Hi, I'm Darren Marler,

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Her attempts to steer him back, to suggest he returned to school, find a job, or even seek help, only poured gasoline on the fire. Conversations escalated into screaming matches, which escalated into threats. At one point, he even told her he would take her life. The grandmother's heartbreak When Lucia's mother found out what was happening, she stepped in. She loved her grandson deeply, but she also loved her daughter and granddaughters. She thought maybe she could talk some sense into Pablo, make him see how much he was hurting the family. But instead of listening, Pablo turned his rage on her too.

He yelled, insulted, and even raised his hand against her. For the grandmother, it was shattering. This was the same boy she had once held in her arms when Lucia worked late nights. The same boy she had rocked to sleep and protected. With tears in her eyes, she made the painful decision to walk away. She couldn't keep putting herself in harm's way, no matter how much it hurt to let go. The sister's breaking point The tension inside the house spread to the younger daughters too.

One of them, desperate to calm things down, tried talking to her brother. She begged him to change, to think about the family, to stop tearing everything apart. But Pablo, blinded by anger and drugs, pushed her away as well. Day after day, she had to live with his hostility, his outbursts, his untrists, his untrists, his unpredictable behavior, his constant negativity. Finally, exhausted and drained, she told her mom she couldn't wait for the day she'd be old enough to move out and leave it all behind.

That confession shattered Lucia. A mother's unbreakable hope. Despite everything, the insults, the threats, the violence, Lucia couldn't stop being a mother. She couldn't give up on him. It wasn't in her nature. Every bruise on her body hurt, but what hurt more was watching her son self-destruct. She kept telling herself that maybe one day he'd wake up, look at himself in the mirror, and decide to change.

She prayed every night for that miracle. But miracles don't always come when you need them most. Part 2. The Storm That Wouldn't End Lucille was the type of woman who never let life knock her down for love. long. She had proven it over and over, raising Pablo as a single mother, working endless shifts in restaurants, sacrificing her own dreams to make sure he had food on the table. But even the strongest people have limits. And Pablo was testing every single one of hers. The house, which once felt like a safe haven, had turned into a war zone. His sisters hated

bringing friends over because they never knew when Pablo might storm through the living room, high and angry, yelling at their mother or slamming doors. Even simple family dinners have become impossible. He either didn't show up, or if he did, he poisoned the atmosphere with his sarcasm and bitterness. Lucia tried to remind herself that this wasn't the real Pablo. This was the drugs talking. This was the anger, the insecurity, the brokenness inside him spilling out. She clung to the memory of the little boy who used to run to her arms, the boy who once filled her life with laughter. That boy was still in there somewhere, she told herself. He had to be. But as the years passed, it became harder to believe. The descent into addiction. At first, she thought it was

just marijuana. She didn't like it, but she told herself maybe it was just a phase, something he'd outgrow. But then the signs started to pile up, missing money from her purse, his eyes red and unfocused, staying out for days at a time. Soon, whispers from neighbors confirmed what she feared, Pablo wasn't just smoking weed anymore. He was experimenting with harder substances. The drugs made him unpredictable. Some days, he'd come home almost cheerful, talking fast, full of energy. Other days, he'd be in a rage, screaming. at anyone who crossed his path.

And then there were the crashes, the days when he barely moved from bed, his body trembling, his skin pale, his spirit completely drained. Lusia would... Hi, I'm Darren Marler, host of the Weird Darkness podcast.

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She begged him to go to rehab, to talk to a counselor, to do something. But he always snapped back that she was exaggerating, that he was fine, that she needed to mind her own business. But how could she? He was her son. His pain was her pain. Blame as a weapon. Pablo had a cruel way of twisting the knife. Every time Lucia tried to reach out, he'd throw her sacrifices back in her face. You ruined my life, he'd shout.

You never cared about me, only about your stupid daughters. It's your fault I'm like this. You made me this way. And the one that broke her heart the most. You should have never had me. Those words echoed in her chest long after the arguments ended. She knew, deep down, that he didn't truly mean them, that it was the drugs, the anger, the confusion talking. But still, hearing your child say they wish they'd never been born, or worse, that

you're the reason they're broken, it cuts deeper than any wound. The shadow of violence. What started as yelling soon turned into pushing, shoving, and eventually hitting. The first time Pablo raised his hand against her, Lucia froze. She couldn't believe it. This was the baby she had carried for nine months, the boy she had worked herself to the bone to raise. And now he was standing in front of her, fists clenched, eyes full of rage, treating her like an enemy. She wanted to scream, to cry, to throw him out of the house.

But instead, she stayed quiet, hoping that if she didn't escalate things, he'd calm down. It worked for the moment, but once a line is crossed, it's almost impossible to go back. From then on, every argument carried the threat of violence. His sisters started avoiding him entirely, locking themselves in their rooms when he was home. Lucia's own mother, once the peacemaker of the family, had already distanced herself after Pablo lashed out at her two. The house grew colder, emptier, more divided with each passing day. The mother who refused to let go.

And yet, even with all of her, this, Lucia never stopped hoping. She held on to the belief that somewhere inside the angry, addicted young man was still the sweet little boy she had rocked to sleep, the boy who once called her his hero. Every time he left the house, she prayed he'd come back safe. Every time she heard sirens in the distance, her heart raced, terrified that this time it was him. She read articles about addiction, asked friends for advice, even lit candles in church begging God save him. Her daughter sometimes begged her to give up, to kick him out, to protect herself. But Lucia couldn't. He's my son, she'd say simply. I can't abandon him. It wasn't logic,

it was love. A mother's love, stubborn and unbreakable, even when it hurt her more than anything else in the world. Part 3 The Breaking Point By the time Pablo entered his early 20s, the cracks in his life had become canyons. What once looked like typical teenage rebellion had transformed into something darker, heavier, and far more destructive. Lucia tried to hold her family together like glue, but glue only works when the pieces still want to fit. Pablo didn't seem to want to belong anywhere anymore, not with his mother, not with his sisters, not even with himself.

Life on the streets Pablo's days blurred into endless loops of wandering through Bukramonga's streets, hanging out on corners, and chasing his next high. The once shy boy who loved cartoons and soccer now looked like a shadow of himself, his face thinner, his clothes dirtier, his eyes hollowed out by substances and sleepless nights. He was no longer just the boy from the neighborhood, he was that guy. Everyone knew him. Some avoided him. Others pitted him. A few, the ones who walked the same path, pulled him deeper into circles where nothing good could come from staying.

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every download. This turned my podcasting hobby into a full-time career. Spreaker also has a premium subscription model where your most dedicated listeners can pay for bonus content or early access, adding another revenue stream to what you're already doing. And the best part, Spreaker grows with you. you're just starting out or running a full-blown podcast network. Spreeker's powerful tools scale effortlessly as your show grows.

So if you're ready to podcast like a pro and get paid while doing it, check out Spreaker.com. That's S-P-R-E-A-K-E-R.com. When Lucia saw him out there, she sometimes crossed the street just to check he was alive. She'd whisper his name, and sometimes he'd wave, other times he'd ignore her completely. That rejection cut her like a knife, but she always told herself, at least he's alive. At least I can still see him. Lucia's hidden pain. Lucia never let her co-workers know the full truth.

At the restaurant where she worked, she was the smiling, hardworking woman who knew everyone's favorite dish by heart. To her customers, she was cheerful Lucia, the one with the warm laugh. But when the apron came off and the night ended, she walked home heavy with worry. Alone in her room, she sometimes cried quietly into her pillow so her daughters wouldn't hear. The tears weren't just for Pablo, they were for herself, for her lost peace, for the dreams she once had that now felt out of reach. She still cooked, though.

Cooking was her therapy. She poured her emotions into her dishes, each soup, each arepa, each pot of beans, seasoned with equal parts love and grief. And sometimes she imagined Pablo sitting at the table like when he was small, wolfing down her food and telling her it was the best thing he'd ever eaten. Pablo's rage. By then, Pablo's anger had become a constant presence. Any attempt from Lucia to talk about his future, to remind him of his potential, was met with hostility. He called her names that no mother should ever have to hear from her own child. He accused her of ruining his life, of loving his sisters more than him, of being ashamed of him. And when words weren't

enough, he turned to violence. Doors slammed, plates broke, fists flew. His sisters grew terrified of him, and Lucia, she carried the bruises not just on her skin, but in her heart. Yet she refused to report him to the police. It's my son, she repeated to anyone who suggested it. I can't put him in jail. That would destroy him. She didn't realize, not yet, that he was already destroying himself, and slowly destroying her too. The family drifts apart. The youngest daughter started spending more time at friends' houses, just to escape the tension at home. The middle one, who had once tried to mediate between Pablo and Lucia, gave up after realizing nothing she said made a difference. One evening, after another violent outburst,

the middle daughter finally broke down in tears and told her mom. Mama, I can't take this anymore. I don't want to live here. I want to leave as soon as I can. It was a dagger to Lucia's heart. She didn't want to lose another child, not like this. But what could she say? She had no power over Pablo anymore. Her home was no longer a safe space for anyone, and the thought of her daughters fleeing from it made her ache with guilt. The Weight of Secrets There was another layer of Pablo's turmoil, one he rarely spoke about openly but that nod at him constantly, his confusion over his sexuality. In a conservative environment where such topics were taboo, he didn't feel safe talking about it. Instead, he lashed out, projecting his

frustration onto his mother. You made me this way, he'd scream, as though she had cursed him somehow. It was irrational, cruel, and unfair, but in his pain-clouded mind, blaming her gave him momentary relief. Lucia didn't know what to say. She wanted to reassure him, to tell him that nothing about him could ever make her stop loving him. But whenever she tried, he twisted her words, hearing judgment where there was none. The wall between them grew taller and thicker.

Part 4. The Road of No Return By 2019, Pablo's addiction had escalated beyond control. He was no longer the teenager experimenting, he was the young man fully consumed. The drugs weren't an escape anymore, they were the prison. The chaos escalates. The fights in the household became more frequent and more violent. Neighbors began to notice the shouting that spilled into the streets, the banging sounds, the occasional crash of something breaking inside the house.

Some whispered that Lucia should kick him out. Others thought she should call the police. But Lucia, stubborn in her maternal love, always said the same thing. He's my... Hi, I'm Darren Marler. Host of the Weird Darkness podcast. I want to talk about the most important tool in my podcast belt. Spreaker is the all-in-one platform that makes it easy to record, host, and distribute your show everywhere.

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you're already doing. And the best part, Spreaker grows with you. Whether you're just starting out or running a full-blown podcast network, Sprieker's powerful tools scale effortlessly as your show grows. So if you're ready to podcast like a pro and get paid while doing it, check out spreeker.com. That's S-P-R-E-A-K-E-R.com. Son, I can't abandon him. The toll on her health became visible. She looked tired, older than her years. The sparkle in her eyes dimmed. But she kept going, because that's what she had always done. Her daughters, now older, tried to shield her, but they too carried scars from living in a house where anger was the daily soundtrack.

The final warnings. There were moments, dark, terrifying moments, when Pablo crossed a line that made everyone fear for Lucia's life. He threatened her directly, words sharp and filled with venom. One of these days, you're going to push me too far. And when that happens, you'll regret it. Lucia brushed it off, convincing herself it was just empty rage, words said in the heat of the moment. But deep down, she knew something had shifted. The boy she once knew was gone,

and what stood before her was someone she barely recognized. Her friends begged her to protect herself. Some even offered her a place to stay if she wanted to leave the house for a while. But Lucia couldn't bring herself to walk away. She clung to hope, fragile as it was, that Pablo could still turn his life around. The day everything changed. Then came September 2023, the month that would forever be etched in Bukramanga's memory. What exactly happened inside that house is a puzzle of pain, anger, and tragedy? But what is clear is this, Pablo, in a moment of uncontrollable rage, turned against the very woman who had given him every day.

The mother who sacrificed her youth, her health, her peace, all for him. That day, the city woke up to the shocking news, Pablo Julian Lazano Pinto had attempted to take the life of his own mother, Lucia Pinto Negan. The community was stunned. People whispered in disbelief. How could a son do that to his mother? How could a woman as loving and generous as Lucia end up facing such cruelty from the child she had given her heart and soul to raise

Hi, I'm Darren Marler host of the Weird Darkness podcast I want to talk about the most important tool in my podcast belt. Spreaker is the all-in-one platform that makes it easy to record, host, and distribute your show everywhere, from Apple Podcasts to Spotify. But the real game changer for me

was Spreaker's monetization. Spreaker offers dynamic ad insertion. That means you can automatically insert ads into your episodes, no editing required. And with Spreker's programmatic ads, they'll bring the ads to you. and you get paid for every download. This turned my podcasting hobby into a full-time career.

Spreaker also has a premium subscription model where your most dedicated listeners can pay for bonus content or early access, adding another revenue stream to what you're already doing. And the best part, Spreaker grows with you. Whether you're just starting out or running a full-blown podcast network, Spreaker's powerful tools scale effortlessly

as your show grows. So if you're ready to podcast like a pro and get paid while doing it, check out spreeker.com. That's S-P-R-E-A-K-E-R.com. To be continued.