Relatos de la Noche - 7 Relatos para NO Dormir del Miedo

Episode Date: February 10, 2026

En este episodio de Relatos de la Noche, la comunidad comparte siete historias profundamente perturbadoras. Relatos que ocurren en barrios tranquilos, casas familiares, caminos solitarios y bosques donde algo observa sin ser visto. Escucharás encuentros imposibles, presencias que se manifiestan a través de voces, miradas o silencios, y recuerdos de la infancia que nunca terminaron de irse. Algunas de estas historias son breves, otras más largas, pero todas tienen algo en común: dejan una sensación difícil de sacudir. Te recomendamos discreción. Este episodio no es apto para escuchar con niños alrededor ni para personas sensibles. Si decides quedarte, hazlo sabiendo que estas historias no buscan asustarte de inmediato, sino acompañarte… hasta que ya no puedas dormir. Apaga la luz. Ponte cómodo. Estás escuchando Relatos de la Noche.     — 📖 Ya puedes conseguir nuestro libro en librerías físicas y digitales. Búscalo en tu tienda favorita o sigue el enlace para México: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/ España: https://www.amazon.es/Relatos-noche-Novela-Uriel-Reyes/dp/8410442205/ Chile: https://www.buscalibre.cl/libro-relatos-de-la-noche/9789568883270/p/64600265  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

What was there in the endro. It's the most horrible that my eyes have been in all my life. A-cabesa. A-cabesa human moving the boca. Ablindom me.

A-londom me. In this occasion, Community, you're going to hear seven, seven relato that I'macabrous that I want

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is a story that I intended to avoid for much time never I've

I've compared in many occasions I grew in a

barrio in a airport of Managua, Nicaragua. In that then was still more solitary than now. A barrio, a little more movement than the of whom we've lived there, in casas small to Lago Jolotlan. I'd be joined with children a little more

grandes that me led to play baseball. I was the pastable because, there was no more new age in my college. For so I had to venture me with them so time, many times, when they were in things of major, like to look at houses abandoned as any other things that could have to be able to. A-becile we're going

to the horizon of the lake, to see what we'd find out of ourself we. In one of those salinas, a night that wasia more cold than we'd be used when we'd have made too late, almost it'd almost d'10. To me, yes me had passed

for much my hour to go back, and, although I was too I was too I'd have to go back to because I was that I would have

to go out if I'd go back to my papa my mom would be very and that me really

and that's me important but if my my papa was never I was there, I had a

idea of how I was reactonar not with my mom that I had to get to

come to with my friends with my father for so I

I started to go to the Cours when I came to a Terrano'clock with puss. In the middle there was a casita that me gave me a lot of and that my friends

said that had been revised but never had ever been to enter. For the aburated to decide to

start to start the terrain what was to get a few minutes going to front of the house, something

I was I was I was I could understand to understand until the day of I don't know why I detoughed.

Someone was well with me. No, I had control of me. A pass of the entry, there was a maleta very

big of the quero. I took the necessity to see there, like if were to find me

to find me money or or something. I remember that my body so moved only

so it not it was I'm not the I'm to the maleta

the I opened what I there there there there

there. It's the that my eyes have been in all my

life. A Cabeza a human moving the boca about.

Ablandom to me. I two passes back and I did the little

my were I felt I could be to be to the night

was insupportable and I'm and I still I heard the

voice in two more, asercandus, were Randall and Jose, two of my friends, that had decided to return to

me, that had been had been to be, and I've been to be, I'm a maleta,

they saw them, asomarone, as they were, and they were getting to get to get to after I,

until I'm up to come in, and I gave them to the house, and when my papa

salve enojado they all they all had started a furious and with a bat and for how I he thought he was a borrach or something he always he always was the poor of my my friends

I think me a catchetada no I know I could have to think of what I had seen, no could I could have to

repeat that was talking that that that was that was that some way he he explained to

my papa what I I was, in where? Me, I've seen so bad that it was to prove that

it was sure, the police came to the police was real. But I had much

time there, yeah almost not more than, but I imagined that I

imagined that I was, but I saw that I saw that I moved that was

the labos morados moving and so talking I'm I remember

what I heard of the it's of the few memories that I know I'm

we're we're we're we're my two and I when they're

when they left in the house that my parents me

had I've never I got we're we we're

we're we're we're we're there they're they're they're

they're they're my My papas and the sooos were out of priscilla, saying that they had to recoges something very important, that no us preoccupar us, that soon are they back.

I was in the same school than my prism, so we had seen just about just hours before. We were very can't get us, but I don't know

why we could we don't know. We were there just watching the TV, without talking. We had a sensation

strange, like if something something malo it was going to

do you really like something so something so I'm a

thing in the person in the back my my body

we're we're we're we're many very very almost

like they're an echo no when when to

someone to know the the poor was the

they took in the door the door of The gardener was great and had a barreda high that had never

to be nothing to the so that someone was in the patio. My primum more grand was assumed by one of the

windows but not even never had never had we had heard of if in reality it was used a sound like that

was used a sound like that but we're not we're we're trying to do it we'd have to do it

It seemed to not have nobody. We justombed us. We were down to the door, and no see anything. I have to say that my two primos in that then were a little pasted to pay so I'd offerce to go ahead, rode uprored the patio and to confirm if there were someone out of no.

I've to convince them. We had to convince us. We had been afraid, but in that moment this just I'm convinced me myself that had

been my imagination of the that I'm there never a part of the

door back to my two my two my friends and I'm doing to not to make me to make a lot of

my one's just a percent what I was a little bit of a woman of the but the vestido

was a kind of a seter of a black that was she was she was

a and she he he he looked he he he

was he was a carver with with pieces of some

still even hidden in the glets very Fruiter.

One of my Primus me held out of my and the three us put us to cry. I asked them

they had seen out of because they they were because they were not even to see it. I said

that a signer to the house to the house. They called by the woman a

person who lived and I remember very very well my my friends

they said a a Brucha! A Bruch! A Bruchus a I knew that was something

I could feel it. A little minutes came to two and we're going to

and we're running with them to the patio. No, not was we're doing what we

didn't, no, not we didn't get to and that that I didn't

I was that I'm said, my mom came to a house after

My abuelitos had died. Then, then we got and we got that they were decided. Or at least

that seemed it was they were the chaves of gas. It was something that wastes

the family as well so that we used something else, that we could say something

but we're we did some no we did not time. The abelos had been much

to the family every more, until that this moment. That night

I was in the house of my primus I know what I and you also you're

you can imagine it's a very time when me I'm going to see

I don't see I'm I'm a very strange calm it's

the more more more than the life the community my

call Marisol and I'm to share a to sleep out of house when I was a

little, but that was a bit of bad. I was in case of his Primo, the family of the husband of my brother, and I confiaba. He had like 10 years. That day when we were there, he was always unquieto, anxious but

of good humor. In the night I was he, when he gave permission to do you for his pramado with his brother no one was, nor the father, only her father, only she and her son-in-law, so I I felt that was a good idea for that not stood alone in a house so great.

He gave a kiss, he said that he'd be able to be able to and I'd say to a house tranquilla. No, I felt anything rare. Nothing that was that was going to pass. A the morning

next, very time, my cunea. I don't listen to when something something bad happens, but also sound normal. He said that

was for my that better pass for him. And I I was out in that moment. When I came, I was sent out in the kitchen, with a tass of a leech with chocolate front of him.

I was trying, but he was not something in the car. No, me mirabah directly. He asked, if he had been done it, but he said as well doing.

My cunea me left another quarter to talk to with me and closed the door. Me asked if my my son, came downed,

I said that no, that never had done. Then, then he told what had passed. He said that in the madrugat, when he went to

to revisit to the children, no he found my his house where he had had been with his

friend, but he also he was going for all the last, until he opened the only

court that nobody used in that house. There was my my son, I was a

roomed in the camera. I knew the story of that the world,

I knew perfectly what it was that I know that was that was

her her her mother of my unner a young

that had died of a heart I'm something

something strange for a little a child the

camera she there nobody nobody was never never

He entered, not even to clean here. I asked my cunea if someone had meted my little bit of

the prism if someone had been wrong, but me said that no, that nobody had yet

had yet she was she left in the night. When I did with my

little that still today I'm to repeat to me he said

he he said he was that she was that it's that the court was

different that that Me said that He said Someone who Someone that was Acostated

But no Grit-no, No, he He said, He said, He said, He said that if

he was going to To happen. Never me had ever said I've been an adult

describing me all. We've went to inmediate We're too time in

to visit those there. During years me was convincing

of that had been a pesadilla, something that his mind invented, something that I myself I kissed but with the years

my son my son he said, he said that that that that was not a menaceant

that that was that was that was like that of someone that was that I'm

that I'm even now that has 18 years before to do I'm going to be I'm going to be

that's the good, that yeah, that's the door to the door to the door, just to

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but I want to tell us something that passed in my family and that still we keep commenting when we came to reuniting. My papa died in a way very repentina.

No, it was a event but still in-esperated. An accident in her camionette in a night of a jubia. When we were confused,

calls, yant, people getting to the house, That night nobody dreamed. My mom, my and my

and I we're we're going to to get a funeraria and start with the funerary and start with the

people have been that's that's that's also congeven much paperleo.

A sometimes the people can't get the time to suffer for

being doing the things necessary they're like the three and

the time when are the telephone of the house, the telephone fijo. That's

y'er rarer, because nobody had that number. And if if, yeah, nobody was there. But my

mom said, thinking in some family to be that he had been to be

he was he said a first, only he kept listening. Then he he said,

well, I saw some of some of her and could be to hear perfectly

to the oricular. No there voices nor a sound,

only a respiration Lenta profound, like the of someone said, mom

said, well, and the respiration still still still constant

without unupor we thought, we're a problem, some friend that was

a man called, and my mom called the telephone to sonar almost

of immediate. This this I said I said I don't

say I just I'm I'm the same respiration it was

not not not was that not mechanical it was

normal it and not as someone simply had

the telephone sometimes had I couldn't we disconnect

the telephone of the the wall. We looked at the three and say nothing.

No comment what we sent us. In that moment we had other things in the case.

The cellulart to my mom vibro. Numero un-known He said he was saying that

was the funeraria but nobody spoke. And the respiration again

again called her and left the telephone over the cell on the morning

The next time we We went to my her mother noted something. The number that had

called the cellular was to call to my mom. Not with a

number, but we recognized we were the number of my father, the

same that had years using and the same that was the same

that was the same cellar in that was the time in a little

the funeralaria we We thought that could be a error of the system, something technical, some call programed, or something that we didn't. Something that we didn't know. But that number

was made to mark one way more, minutes before that was to start the Velroo. There is where I can assure that nobody more had that apparatus, where me kept clear that nobody more was using to call. Because yeah we had we had us, because in that moment

we had we had left in my house. We don't even to answer that last call. The community of relato this story not very long but I'm but I'm entertainer.

When I had 17 years, my abuela. Passed more to 15 years since that the house was closed

a much time. Nobody entered more than to clean to be when after finally she was to

use to my mom. One day helpando to get to get things old things,

I've found a a caja with photographs and a rolloo without reveler. It was a roo of those that you just not they used,

of a mark that he'd to exist here time. No, had a notations, only was

there, used. It was I led to reveling for curiosity. To start, I don't

think it even could and if if I, not I'd that still conservable

the photographs that they took. I don't never nothing important,

but when I saw when I saw something that something I didn't know from the first of

in all there was a woman of the back not was the photo repeated

were in different places of my mother the the the

patio the woman was always always always with

a vestido never with the hand left to

on the right to down, with two deads styrated. The

posture was exactly the same in all the photos. No, he be to be the

face, never. The light was bad, like if the photos

had had been done the night. The last one

was the more was the more was, it was a little

the car nothing, I recognized to nobody. Only the

window of the night and the obscurity outside. Nothing more. Dyes

after I went to that house to visit to my mom that was there. I was

nightecing when I went to the pass it to that the window.

Without why I did I kept looking to the garden. For

a second I saw the same figure, the same

silueta. but now in the garden no disinged the rostro no disingue nothing

just I just I felt that someone was there I was the light of the immediate

no there was the garden was a backio I never I never

was the person that in those photographs nobody in my family

recall someone someone doesn't nobody recognizes the vestido

and the postura no We don't know who is, but we don't want to see her never. This story is anonymous for reasons that you'll understand.

And is that involve some arms that my papa had been without my abelowl, that in the rancho, they needed a, a copet and a pair of rifles, but my father never was accorded to the rancho. That's, he liked to castar. We went to the sierra,

as we had enthras in the caniserser, after a couple of hours we got us we're going to we're going to we're going to go to castes well

casar is a because never we're to give us a I'm sure that's we're not that we're

so that we're so that we're all what I want to tell you in one of those that's

that's carerer when we when we we had yet had a point of the

sierra that we're that we're that where it was all the

the city was the where we're the car. And just there we saw that a patruly came to the car. And so it was taken to the car. Like if they were revisiting. We're

not sure. It was illegal to go to castor, to have the arms. So we decided to wait a while before to go back, to not have to leave the arms there and there's got to the policeies

would in a little. But passed the time and not they'd. From so we'd just we'd we'd we're in

two cars in this way of the way of the way to we're in

we're just we're just the people who were they're they're decided to be

to be after this went and we're we're we're we're going to

be a very difficult to find the way to work to the

round we the car we're we're we're we're we're

we're we we're Only camevom and we camevom in the direction in the direction in the

way we we're in the car that was the coach. He was a little a lot of someone

who came down to us the police sure, sure they had decided to look to us.

My papa saw a man had been a arbor to us to us so sufficiently grueso

for that not so stubier to be he asked he was he said he could be

to be he did he and we did we did we did we did we subed as a lot as we did it my papa me said that I said a little more but I

sent I that the rammed where was was about to be able to sustain her and my papa intends to sustain her in this moment we we were coming down of us over to us we're in complete

silence mirand to go ahead there'd luna Jena. For so we're

to see us. No were policies. They're I'm sure that they were

coming four figures, arrasrastering the feet. They were literally

like out of the stumbas, those cranes comied for the time,

those robes, her skin a prudited. I was I remember like

those the movies that I I saw of mortals vivienes. The adrenaline was such that I

didn't make I'm I'm in quite you know, we're in their room to

continue to the car that she was when we went to my papa manh

in silence and then he he was, what I what I did you? He said

he's a mueka like if she had ever ever had been he

asked the they were they're they He said that he didn't know. I never had seen a phantasm. Serran, so, and I, together,

a response. When we came to house and we plaiticamus to my mom to our adventure, how we're we're there we're trapped until the night,

but not mention the four figures in the bush. What we've seen from the arbor. That is an story that

was only of my my papa and of me, because nobody I was to creer us. And I'm I'm parted today with

that same sensation here, of that nobody will do you do not. And it's bad.

No, I don't I think what we did we did it in the book,

this story I remember to be a little, but during much time I thought

that was something, we've been in a caseita a little, in a

little the publicado of before I was to do not even when I patted the luses and I'd get a little bit of the window of the quarter to the street of the back. Detrace of us had a baleigh,

a little bit of a time, I'd say a manned in the banquetta, just front of the terrain a valdillo at last of our house. No, he'd say nothing, no, I'd be able to

nobody, nor was just was sated, with the arms and the and the front

as far as us to us all the part of the carer, like the poste of the

house or the door of the corner. But one a night I my

father, who was the man he was kept calli and my

mom returned to and then he he said to the man he said

he he's the banquette from my ventana there

where always she sat and my pap my pap and they

were in my father, my pap he was in the time, and the

time I'm and I said that not that I did that and I did it.

And then when I did you see a but never did you never

I'm I'm sure we're we're we're we're I'm I'm

I'm that my tias. Our house still there, very discuited for the family that had

had come to her after we asked me my mom yeah, without rodeos, for the man that

was the man, my mom suspired, and me said that that sir was a man

was made to be a there sent out, much years before that I

had been notier that a man who a manchino was a control and

And he was up to the banquetta where he was senta that poor sir. I did much time, it was many nights. It was, without know, the only phantasm that I've seen in my life.