INSOMNIO - #19 - 🔴 HISTORIAS DE BRUJAS 🔴 INSOMNIO PARANORMAL

Episode Date: September 20, 2023

Tu corazón late con un ritmo inusual, y un escalofrío recorre tu columna vertebral. No te preocupes, es normal. Esta noche, te contare de estos seres inmortales llamados Brujas, seres que esperan un descuido de tu parte para arrebatarte lo más querido o simplemente para hacerte sentir terror y alimentarse de él... en una noche de INSOMNIO 💬 COMENTA: ¿Has experimentado alguna vez un encuentro con un horripilante espectro? ¡Comparte tu historia en los comentarios! ⚠ ADVERTENCIA: NO SE RECOMIENDA PARA NIÑOS O PERSONAS IMPRESIONABLES ⚠ Apaga las luces y ponte los audífonos... 👁‍🗨 Si te gusta el terror, este canal es para ti. Dale like si quieres más contenido escalofriante y prepárate para no poder dormir esta noche... Nos vemos en tus pesadillas. 🕸️💀 💀 Acompáñame al interior de la mente de asesinos seriales en CRIMINALMENTE 💀 / @criminalmente.paranormal 👹 El Podcast más importantes de temas paranormales y el fenómenos no-humano 👹: / @podcastparanormal Recuerda seguirnos en nuestras redes sociales: ► TIKTOK: https://www.tiktok.com/@paranormalpod... ► FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/podcastparan... ► INSTAGRAM: https://instagram.com/podcast_paranormal ► TELEGRAM: https://t.me/podcastparanormal GRUPOS PARA COMPARTIR HISTORIAS, MEMES Y EVIDENCIAS Servidor oficial en Discord: ► https://discord.gg/eRyqY3QJ Grupo oficial de Facebook: ► https://www.facebook.com/groups/54848... Grupo oficial de Telegram: ► https://t.me/+vFdn13cseD0zZWUx Todos los enlaces para ver y escuchar el podcast: https://podcastparanormal.com ► Envía tus evidencias a: [e-mail] ► Consultas empresariales: [e-mail] #insomnio #paranormal #terror #brujas Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/insomnioparanormal/message

The luna-enna was alas alas alas an old a carna in the profound of the bosque.

A man came to the umbral of the door and he opened with a brusca patada

in their in the interior heads of animals in putterfaction cullgando of the parades

in the old stants frasks with yearbs and in the center of

this orrid place. A brawra. It was a little woman vestida of a vegentated. His rostra

wastes guzano that were in the person. In the the of this man,

to get to be the man, to get to the world. Before to die, the Bruchess the Bruchas usurro in the o'id of the man. My brothers will beendran for you and me veneran, making you suffer

interminable nights of insomnia. Hello, Pepo. I want to share with you a video that my primo me envio. I'll give a little of context. My abuelo materno was born in a town in the state of

Guajaca, but he was translated to the city of Mexico from very young. There, established his life and formed a family

five children, including a mother. In years recent, one of my primos

commenced to go to and to pass time with the family of the people. Practically,

it has been a other than a other and has gotten to know many this occasion, like all

a young enthusiast of terror and the adrenaline was in the cemetery local with some friends. His intention was to grab between the tumbas, as the vigilanteau was known for

to tell stories of apparitions in that place. Decidion to enter during the day, as to obtain permission to be there for the night, well, is very complicated. At the enter, they had entered between the tumbas and ramos of flowers. The first indication of that something was wrong was a yant to

that wascoughed a long a time a person they're going and they're on the recording and

documenting and doing that the part the part most away from great horror captured

in video what is a woman this figure had a cabello long and

that could cover a great part of his rostro impiding a

vista clear of the Mism. Aung-as-you- even can perceive a color gris in

your face and eyes and the my friend and his family

were running on the whole day to say, they're that

never more will return in that the cemetery.

Hello Fepo. My name is Aron Rivera. I'm want to

continue something something has been that has been the last few months.

They reside in a place called San Mateo Tecalco, in the municipality of Osumba, state of Mexico. In the house of my parents there are many arboles fruit-as

and others more that they planted to proportionar some years, my father bought a

of a moras that plant in the in the last months has been has been occurred

something something My mother me told that one night, standing in the second piece of

the house, they were a sound distant of women and being and so that but in

manner exaggerated. This was unusual in the people. They were women of the

people, and they're a reunion. But not it was only one one of one

several nights in one occasion, the novio of my woman that was with them,

he was he said the son and he said that were bruchas having a reunion,

that that was what was rumored in the people in the last. My

parents took this comment a brahm. Days after

one night my mother was my put her on the

table, that was just to the world. And so, while I'm of the foot behind the

tree he said he said like if someone he susurra to the he rode

looking but no there no way instantly mirro to see up

the and he saw a woman and a black observantly

from vishally from my her made a gritty

and the woman sonrio before to start to the last

to the arm to the From the ramas, voled a quervo enormous, leaving a hermina in shock during some minutes.

To the day next, my mother noted that one of the troncos most grosses of the arbor was parted. Like if something of great peso

had been on him until that he had been manches in the rajada like if someone had made a fog. Never We never

We've What, or who did this Extraniament After this The Arbol of this

Moras And the voices of the They're not to hearerousous to be able. called Augustine Codassi. There was a time in that Codassi was a world of great importance in Colombia,

especially in the industry agodonera of the country. This people is plagued of mysteries and tragedies. Dado that was a town important, so they required

numerous people for the campos of the cultivos. The strange is that many people disappeared in an asyenda called the

Flores. that still the day of today even exists. It's said that the duenians had pactos with the devil and that in the

madrugadas see them and the phenomena and other phenomena that you proportion this information

for that you can't a little of the unusual of this people. My abuel was

Capataz in a finca that was relatively close of people. Solie to go and

to get and his bicycle a day. In a night

while he was he a house he saw a

little a little he he didn't he never

he never that he was a matter that

he was unestperate occurred he he he sent he

he a person a thing that he to turn to hear the head.

Noto that the ball of fire, the that had seen before, was behind of him, sent out of

the canast in the canast of the bicycle. I knew that was the ball of the fire

because even bright. But now had the form of a woman little. It was

an experience aterrador. The impact for this it occasioned a dismayo and

per die the know. At recuperation a few minutes after, he took

his bicycle and he went to his own at his time. At my

abuela noticed that had had a and marks profound of

rugs in the spout. In what respect to this ultimate,

I can give testimony that I saw I'm

as been asot asot a At the moment, my abo

affirmed about that someone that he described as a devil, he used with a

time during his his own to the finca to the house, and he

he'd to be a way constant. My abuel never described

in detail to that figure, but he was that he was not human.

Maybe what most natural was to associate all this

experience with the diablo, or maybe with some a brawrake. My abuel

fellacy many years after the 84 years, a cause of a condition

medical, a particular. He diagnosticated five health heartiacas that never

before had been detected and that were discovered in less of two

years. Until the day of today, persist in the rumors

of persons that see those balls of fire in the carretera, a recta for that my

abuel solie to pass a dayer, in where the sienna to the sienna to the

flowers. I've heard about people that have been been persecuted that

have been and even, they're so they cause accidents frequent

and tragedies mortals. This experience me occurred when I

had 18 years and even to my 28, I remember every detail of that night

with clarity. It were around at the 10 of the night when I found in the fourth of my prima.

It's always has been a person temerosa, for what we used to rest to do this

before I'm from the I've seen curiousity for the paranormal and situations strange,

for what I'm to make a comment burlone about the brucas after the

the restos. My prima me responded, Callate, no digas about the brusas. Dicen that they can't

listen to a kilometer. He responded that no I thought that it was certain. Then I

went to a room in a room in the there was one for my parents and other

at the ventanal where I would that I that night my brothers

menors were up with my primos more little. It was a

night of July, with a cold a lot of a lot, the cold was an

un-sportable. I'll the ventanal in busk air fresco, and me I was about the

12 of the night. Here is where it's where it's where it's where I'm

a blusarifical and a shirt. Colgando to my coel, there was a rosario

of crystal great and and pesado black and dorado had been a real a realtorado

me had been had been two days before the three of the madugada

I've I'm a difficult to describe it was like the sound

of some the things carton grus me I

in the camera and I look to the ventana

I not the avenue was in calm I recosted

newly I'm the eyes and the the noise began to start when I'm

looking the eyes I'm again and I observed a gato in the

barred mirand me with his eyes and I sent I

nervousism while the gato was kept observant in

that in this moment I heard a miso a

back from the room I was just to think that something that was there I was there I was going to

the gato I was born by the bard asustado at the face to the face to the face,

I saw something terrible was front of me in the door it was a yeargian was a

a bruce was a little was a approximately of a 20 centimeters

covered by a bat that was completely his only his head

was visible without his coel apparent his his hair

and his was part of the coer hair

his eyes were dark circular and profound the

the nose it was a almost he no

he had more ras and when I tried

I met petrific Uncapable to talk, gritty or to get to a lot of

a reason a reason and a bit of course and in the interior I'm in the eyes,

desering that it was a dream after some moments I'm just to hear to hear

the eyes and I my horror the figure was over me his

garras presson my stomach like if had patas

of A grave, and he was a rostro and put a patte

in my peach. In that moment I remember that I had put my

rosario. This ente he was and at instant I sent how the

rosario was very very I'm sure you this entity

too he did you because he gritted with a

and disappeared to my eyes. Recurped my mobility

grit and and my parents were and me

asked what I'm and I'm able to explain all the I'm said that

I'm that I'm that I felt a lot in the pecho and that

the light light on we we've held completely

roted the the countes the the castes and

partied in two except the crucifio. That night, my mom dormed with me. At the morning when I was when I waspenter,

I thought that maybe all been a dream, a bad dream, but I saw the count as farcised for the room.

During the ducha, I noticed a large and delgado in my pecho. A menudo I ask

what would have passed if that night me would have cuted the rosario

before before. Hello, Fepo. I'm I'm my team are you and

my name is Marlen I'm my story. I'm want to share a

incident that occurred in 1998 when my mother was embarrassed of me

to contextualize I'm some I'm many years had

had had been tragically to his her little. And as part of her lute, solian

would have to all parts to my brother, that had three years in that moment. One night, around the nine, my brother still not had

had gone to my Tios. My mom, decided to go to look to, at the little quarter

where they'd, to one a few meters of our house. At when he got, he

was found with a door and he He started to talk the door, calling to my tios,

but no there was a response. Sin embargo, he started to hear the from a baby,

from the room. In a first instant, he thought that my tios had been

had been in-serrata my mother, my mom, he, he tried to calm

her, and I'm my little, here is Mama, calmate, my

my love, the voice of the baby was calm-a-one a little, and he said, Mom-ah. My mom, he responded, yes, my

love, here is my mom. The extrano occurred when that voice, in the other to keep you

crying, he said to make to a way that he was unusual to my mother.

While the Risa continued, my mom, she gave I made the voice of my her mother

then then shemerosa he said you know you are my baby the voice with tone

infantil but every more grave responded yes I am your

baby the thing still rying she changed his

tone to something more something that not was

a past of my my mom resable in silence, while the voice continued raced. Now,

with a tonality grave, that was varying like if were just in the frequencies. Although she tried to

be able to describe how I was that I, in his vintre, commenced to move me to be a

manner intense. My mom intended to grittal to my papa, who

was regando the about some 50 meters of distance. But she recall that that even he said, no sound

out of her back. My papa finally he got and said that also could hear

that's that's a tetic they were from the place. My father

he said my mother that that was a and that was she

was she she was a because days after that house was

bended by a sacerdote and since my my Tios never never came to do not even in that any person

that's over there can describe a sensation and the perception of that someone that someone

never we'll never we're with certainty was a demonio was a spirit

or a a brute but what we can is that nobody is aventura to come

for there of night. I have a child I'm a little

a little time, when I'm a little little years, we've in the

plant at the house of my family of my husband. This

house was the faldas of a circle. The structure

of the the roof was and front to

it was a front a giant just over

the chimney being a mother primerisa, I was a major part of my time and my baby. One night, something not was bad. My little,

desperate more times of the habitual. Tras accommodating to try to try to work, I'm a mirabre to the window, directly enfocated in the salida of the chimney.

There, in the techo, I could distinguish a figure human encoged in position fetal. Between the obscurity

were in those vealos that were in the air. A past of the obscurity,

I could perceive that the part inferior of her body was amputed

from the back. I'm kept aterrada observing this

figure strange immobile for more of ten minutes the

lachrymas began to to go to my rostro while I'm

invoking protection. Sentie a perturbative energy proven of that

presence finally she was in a postura human and he's

launched to the back the that I separated the ground

I'm I'm a light. My My husband desperto for my

reaction and he was in the confusion. Our our our people, who are part of our

family, us helped to do you the room and the terrain that was outside. But no

we have a rastro of this entity. I've passed days without conciliate

the situation emperor even more because the noise and grunied

human were in the night in the origin apparent. My father, I ran the night's and

he'd sparred his scopeta to air. My tias sparseed moustache for the teches of the casas. The fear was being able to be. No could not to dream. My pass had been

abetated and I had the arrival of the night. My suegra, preoccupated, me led to receive a curation of spanto. A practice typical in my people, to leader with these situations.

The day of my curation, appeared arraignasos in the techo. The senior that was curing me was to pray with valentia, the Psalm 95. My husband had our baby in his arms, both sentados in the sillon,

resigning, while the a raeasos resonable in the techo with fury. Finally, I finished the oration. the sudor escurried

and a silence and a power of the entorno to the day no the

noise or the entity were to be presentes I'm I'm

I'm share to this story that I was about

a years in that I'm I I'm I'm

I'm and to get to more the place to I'm

to to keep my tia. His house was structured with a saguan,

segued for a patio, and then another door. In resum

there had two doors to fire to to get to

I'm living there two and that the time. My tia, I

had the house with my friend of this last. In that day in particular,

The three went to the festival around at the six of the time. Serraring

both with the door for precaution in case that they were in time.

I was only in the house when I started when I started to hear

I'm like that's and living trastes and moving things in

the commed and the kitchen this this me result

extrao especially especially all that there nobody more in house,

and that also, to get to get to get the two ports of fierro, the

which were they were a little disintive to move to be I'm not suggestion

me, and present attention to those and thinking that they were

at a house contiguous. The abitation where me had the

television just in front of me in a mobile. The

door of the room was my side left. In a moment,

I sent me a little moving to be able to over the door, cruxing to the bayon. A past that no experimented a fear easily, I decided that if

had been to go back, I'd be to be. And so it. This this was, I was clearly a biggit

with a rebos, caminando agachada, with her caboosso and long. She never Voltae

to see but I did at least two seconds you know you know

you're you're you're in the body's paralyzed but I'm

trying to calm me duding of what he I'm gritty

tia you have you didn't I don't receive

response they were around at the nine of

my my my morning. At the doors, these

generated the characteristic the metal the I'm a related what I

had occurred, and they decided that all that we would be

that night. With the time, I knew that the figure

that was a woman, this conclusion was a matter

that more success that and they were in the

casas of the A Brouca, with a rebosso in the head, ronded to his Casas. I'm confess that, I'm going to my house

for the temor to see in the middle of the night, to that spectral figure. Hello, Fepo. My name is Nacia. I tell you a story that occurred with my

abuelos and Tios has been a year, the which has been counted in my family during decades. My abuelo posseal a house that was situated almost front of the

and nearer a cemetery. During the verand he was five children to that house to pass the vacations. One night they were all all just used to

doorme. As the house was still there were three areas constructed, two habitations and a space like a cell

where they'd Each Every every was a back a

because the part of the circle not completely terminated around

the midnight all all of all were both five

children partian in the same one all men of

two years and a A sudden, a great noise rompue the silence in the

room of the pickaporte of the room, it had been opened. All of all of course, and instinctively

and they were the car with the covigas, except the major, who for a little orificio of the

sabana, he'd all what was going to goriended some figures femininine

of approximately 60 centimeters of altitude, They started to and to dance and can't with a voice very big

it. It was a hummoy around of a minute they were a dance in circle

the what they were that they were that they were that they've made like to the little

the first of the figures did you were to that the people were they were

they're they're they they're they're static at finalizing

the ball, the figures were retired, not without before, the door. The children finally

were going to see a my abuela. She was she and she did what occurred with

great a sombre. My abuel, preoccupated that could be to be to be

a group of assaultants, he was rapidly with an arm short that that

was to What what he was to go to get to go to

the arm in the man and to get to the part

tracera only saw he saw they they're in

direction to a circle my abel affirmed that

that were and that for some reason not they

didn't get to the people that that night

was that she never for always. Hello, my name is Juan,

and I want to tell you something that's something. I was in my room. It was around at the

8.30 of the night, and my mom had had been a birthday of a friend,

for the I was only in house, I kept playing videohue

and playing videohals. and I'm at the 1140 of the

night, I'm I'm I'm The kitchen is in the plant of my house. Due to the frio, I closed the ventanas of the part of the

part of the top to maintain the cold. Sin embargo, when I looked to see how someone was trying in the room of my mother. I was totally

impacted, without knowing what to do. I'm going to the part of the escalers, where there is a space that

can make to be to be back with more clarity. I passed some 10 minutes looking to the recamara of my mom and I'm

feeling the fear of my body. I didn't know who was that was that

figure that's after the after the more with all a cautela

decided back to my abatation then I began to hear

them and them and that like a a yantto rarer and dolorous, similar to a

a yant to a baby. Me appoed in the the road and the my fear me invadio completely. After some seconds, I went to the room of my mom and I saw that the picaporte

was destroyed, doblado. While I heard those extra news, of course, it was front of me a figure with a face completely

disfigured. I kept trembling, I'm feeling a fear that never before ever had experimented.

The figure me mirro for the minute during at least 20 seconds. While the fear me

nobinabing, in a moment, my eyes started to start, due to the fear

extreme, and at final, me desmalled. I'm I guess I'd feel anything

in that moment but I remember that the heart I'm late with a force

in a instant everything everything everything never never never

was a a ruja a a pho a type of a time

after I knew that the back I was had fallen and in his

house and they were things related a brugery. This story

me affected during various and I've difficulties to sleep because of it's a

time that's dedicated to my story. Saludus from Argentina.

Hello Fepo. I'm Yessenia Salgado and I reside in the state

of Mexico in a municipality called Ixtlahuaca here is where has where

has been a little when I'm My parents me relattar that a Bruchah

intent to get to get to get to get to my time. My father also were recosted

and me they were just in the center, between my mom explained that I felt

like if someone was over of the window. Curiously my my papa

also mentioned that when to be to restarts, experimented the sensation that someone was out of in reiterated occasions soleand to look to the ventana because of that sensation.

In one of those occasions, when my father volted, assurured that he saw that he sawed by a second aterrador face a through the crystal. This car was looking to the inside. My father solvedo a gritty

that oversalted to my mother. The image that she sawmejave-a the woman covered of berrugas, with eyes brilliant. A past of her relato, my mother no he creed her, and attributed her experience to the cancancey, suggesting that she'd dormier. Tras apag her the lights, intented to dream. Frent to them, there was a reloge that both could be. Recurban having verified the hour before conciliate the sunno, marking the 9 of the night. Then, in an instant,

both sentiard a sensation of paralysis of the dream. My mom describes that, that, he said that, he was the three

of the madrogate. Sinted one immobility in his body, and observed that my father also was paralyzed and he was

with the eyes abirted to par in par in par. Ambos were trapped in that interchamble

visual, incapacases of articular power. Comeensarer how something those tiried to go back. His eyes were sentrown

in me, notating that was being arrasrass by the cobijas to the feet,

a despite to get to not they, my mother began, an or

an oration mental, the father our, resone in her head and subitament recuperated the mobility

almost simultaneously they were to have gone to them to make and my papa exclamed you know something, something we're

saying, both had the conviction that a bruja had been involved. According to his relato

days after this incident solian were a guacholote posado in a poste of the corner of the

corner my mother mention that time after my last of my last year a friend

she had an experience similar but lamentable she gave a baby

a tragic my my mom narrs that her her she

she got she she was she she was in her her and they

found the baby deba the a new meble of madera. The baby presentable

a ton of a brown, eyes in black, venas resalted as two two

aguees near the the time. My mother experimented

a time thinking that something that something that had

happened and he resulted to conciliate the sweet

during various nights. Hello Fepo. my name is Consuelo Salinas and I live in the city of Guajaka. In first place, I want to felicitate you for your excellent work. A continuation,

I'll tell my story. It was the month of November, and, as well as in the rest of the country, in Waxaca, celebrate the day of Mewartes. It was 1st of November, and all the children of the barrow, they were to go to ask for the streets. In my case,

accompanied my son's my son's my brother had a job that he

he was he we're to be the night my son't

my son't he disras he was he he

he went a many of his friends and formed a group

we we're we're we're we went and the group not could

count them my sobrino me asked my 60 centimeters. This

this little he percated to my mirabed, and he he went to the part tracera of

the house. Siguero, my instinct, I was I'm going, and for my surprise, when we

came to the patio tracerro, the that I was a little, in reality, was a

little woman. He had had been cuted the tela that covered

his russ a woman adult, and a jaygas and a man. It was a brawrable,

that, you're using the time, she mixed between the children with intentions malignas.

When I did, I could avoid to let me to let me look to the eyes

and he he rode direct to some arbustos that were to be all the

adults that were in the house were to see what did

and they were they were they they're creer it. Inspections the arbustos and the around the house, but

we don't know we found nothing. The only that left to his pass to this woman, was a horrible odor of putrefaction, that in a second inunded all the

house. If not he had discovered a time, I know what could have been passed with the children. Hello, Pepo.

You're I'm from the city of Los Angeles California. My name is Francisco Guzman. I was

before to live in Los Angeles I was much time in Guadalajara in that era was very

festero every every single and I was and I had to all the hours of the

night in one of those occasions I've to go to go and

in the people where I lived the the distances were

shortas so there there was at the four days of the madugated

I I was to go back and a avenue and at and I was I'm

I'm going to see to the and I'm and I'm two women, sent out of the soil.

And the various things more that I could distinguish and my attention kept atrapada

in that strange and a terrorific scene in a second my terror

when a when both both women, Voltearing at the same time and me mirroar. His

eyes were past past my being so I'm feeling a incommodity that never had seen.

One of them extended his man as a kind of me to me to me to

I'm in this moment I did the shock and the only

that I could do go to I with all my

forces by the all all When I was to get a I thought that was a safe and that

perhaps were two persons with problems mental. Passed a time and I prepared for to sleep.

Even with the stust latent, without that the worst, was to come.

One once a costado, almost ten minutes after, I've

experienced what we know as a paralysis of the suno. My eyes

were were abertos, but my body was made a piece of a piece. No,

I could move a only muscle. Of a little of my camera,

surged a space of a dark, like a sombra. Me sent me

a menace and impotent. My heartia at all velocity. This

being he was a so and extended what I think

was his man. Toc my pecho and clob his

uny uh, I'm letting to get to the and to be

to go. After that chock with a crucifix of a place that

I've never used with me. This spectro, or what was, he was

with the cross and he solto a grito of the door. In an instant

I could move me and recuperate my conscience a mark of

my pech attestigo to the I'm that I'm all what what

happened. At the day the way on the time to the way I'm in the

last I'm my surprise was to see a barres patruias and police inspects

the place. I'm I'm and I asked a official what was

going. He me said that had been found rest of animals

that and be the black as like robes of

the children You're full of And a species of senisa Me alge The place, Without saying Nothing,

Your heart lathe with a rhythm Inusual And a scalofrio Recurre your column Vertebral No, you Precupes, It's normal

This night, At my side, Desafiasted These seres Chama two bruchas Ceres that They're going to a discueido of your part

to rebuttart to rebuttard to the most caravan't to feel a fear and to get a little

I'm your friend Fepo and I hope you never never you never have to

live an experience like this