Relatos de la Noche - Días de Muertos (historias de encuentros paranormales)

Episode Date: November 4, 2024

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Community, very, very good nights. Of the fact that we're going to get to their devices that of their

new account are doing on the night, especially in times such as this.

Really I really think that the day of Murtos is a fact that is a

time that is a night because if it has this sense paranormal

is this this vincal of other plan with the

Nuestro, but at the same time, a certain a certain a nostalgia, the melancholia that I think

characterizes a great part of the stories of the night and that does differentiate of many

other projects that go more to the paranormal, to be a sustar and by here you know

that the most important is to tell, to tell stories. Today we have

various quite interesting for you, very different until

if so, and they're like a point of part of

the day of the Murtes. Recurred that this month

is a special, is a month where we can be contact

with our people so so so this special

is a point to part for this month for

the month of the Murtos and we send

a great and and remember that there more

special next for various Feches Important For various Metas Important Between The Second In YouTube My name is Uriel Reyes

And this is Relatos Of the night Goodnights Goodnuches Community I want I'm part of

The Year of Muartos I've got thinking much Everything When I'm When I'm Covee to

Maree to Here in A Catepec Toos to visit the tomb of my abuelitos. As always, the place was full of life in these feches, families, flora of Zempasuchi,

belladouras, an ambient that, although solemn, was a look, as much the Mexicans we've been to the murder. Clar, that

just had been six years, curretiaeating between my her mother and I accommodable the afferenda. No,

I'd be a little bit a little little bit of a little bit I was a parada, looking a little

that was the little of his age, with the man, he was a

little he was a man who I didn't have a pair of words, and then he passed

a flower marchita. Me reed a little when I was a little that was

one of those moments that only just pass in these days,

so I did much much I did When Clara He was He did He said

He was in a He said He was But I was But something I was He had Chambi

With who You have You were I asked With a I said Bygando The voice

Me He said He said He said He said He was He was He was

He was I So I So I I'm I'm And I But the

Things started to put Rars in the days the next. Clarke said that in his

court, for the nights, I'd hear about Rises. A-beces, a few years I'd say that olie the plurals of the panteon, as if they'd be in the house. And I'd try to calm

her, saying to her imagination. Until that one night the cause changed, I heard to the room, they'd be in a

rinkoom trembling, and with the eyes full of fear. What happened? He asked, Marla. The

little, Tia, the the new, but there was someone more with him, a somber grandota that's kept in the

door. He said that he said that not to get to enter, that if he was

to get with him between the flowers. For that night I don't do I.

Incendimed more velodas and we put us in the court, as we

were our women with the time Clara was

I was just what so said or at least that I'm I'm in

a little I'm never a little and now community while the

next the next the night and the arrasoch and it starts

in the light I'm I'm a red the window

like she ever and in those moments when the

house is in silence I know a maybe

my imagination and I'm more me I'm still being a loco, but I've got to hear very a loo'lejo,

a rice infantil. My name is Lorena, and since that time I've wanted to share with you something that's about about 29 years. For the feches, the arcans of the day of the Murtos, we always what happened with a brother of my papa. This occurred when I had about three years. My mom and my family us told us this story,

and is that I don't remember. My Tio Manchi, as we said as a carino, was a man who was a man who was a man who had been and scribed, he was very able in the business family. Never he cased or he never was very carinoos

with all, especially with his subrino. A my brother who was a baby he said my cachorito. A day my Tio was infirmed and, for more rare that it was never made

to understand the cause of their malesttares. They realized various surgeries without in a success. It was a man gortito, but with the time it wasoes in the wettos. For my poor abuelita, it was a garrador to see his son in that condition, and no treatment seemed to help. At the contrary, all

impovered. It was so, almost a year and his situation continued deteriorating. My family, originator of Guajara, but resident in the city of Mexico, since I had time, maintained certain creencers. For you decided to contact a a woman, to come to a catamaco.

The woman acudio to my mother, he said, he said he he was he brought

to the pantheon more near a little a little he was a tomb

to the which he took a photo and a man a little

of the photo was to my he was to he

said he's written if you not you don't you

don't you I do a year of life. The Fecha Indicable the month of

October. In that moment we were in September almost a year after that started

their malestaries. They returned to the Bruchel said that the

bad that had been made to that was too that lamentably that

not you could do you could be a runke my abuelita

that did you he was he no, he said that time, time, the person are the people who are

the first of October. Exactly a year after that he started to and this success

destroce to the family. Two years after also in October,

my mom, that was a few days to to give to his third child,

she sent to my old. My abolita, my papa and you have been a woman of my abelita had

leaving my mom with his cunas in the city of Mexico. The 28th of October, while I was alone with my brother that had almost three years, my mom began to feel that the baby was for nacear. Encargo to my brother with the becine and he fell to the hospital.

One of my primas came to the school and she kept with him. What I'll probably probably difficult to believe, but was as well as my My brother, he told to that age. When my prima and he regressoroughed to the house,

my brother he got to be and she was also, she was still. My brother and then when my mom

and not to see my mom and not the house to look at he was in the room and went to the cell.

But she was still more while her so much my prima still had during my My brother said that the other recamara

out of my Tio Mangy. He was called. Prended the lights and he said, No, you're a Cachorrito. Here I'm with you. My brother is sure that my Tio calented tamales and

leech. He gave to dinner and he put to the TV. Before to go, I'm a can't I'm a tired. I'm going to

get. Your Ties now are not in getting when my Ties when my my brother coming and

watching the TV. They thought that had been my prima who had been given to have been in sure.

They were to get a person who had done to be able to dinner, and he said, my Tiyomangi

he was up to the camera, me cargo and calent the food. Yeah, he was to

get to get to because he's too. My Ties were to hear this, because my

Tio had died two years before. Entran to the recamara and

no had no nobody. Then, then they asked to my brother, how was his Tio,

and he signaled a photo in the altar of the day of the Muerto he had put in

he said, he's the photo. My Tio Mangi me he took to that you and I

heard this my tis my macea senti a mess with a mess with a joy and

aombo and not they were not able to try and my Tio

was very very very good in this Rackackack I don't see if you think in that, but I'm convinced that there are persons with malice intentions that can make us damage. In what I think, in what I think with much certainty is to the spirits.

Diggum, you think that our mortals are you visit in those days? I see what I'm sure that my Tio came that day to care my brother. And that regress a every year to remember all the good that I've lived. We've lived together. Thank you for lairme. Since I've evered my my son, Alejandro,

after three years, the day of the Muarto was to convert in a more than a tradition for me. Not it was

just to honor his memory, but to maintain a connection with him, even the most minimal signal.

Every year me I'd make the offer the more detailed and significant

possible, his suitets favorite, photographs in that even that even was that

she was with her a smile travisa and her food and the food, in the whole, I always

always had the experience of the year, and he was that all the year, I said, I'd pay pardon for not

having done something, I said, I was, I was that I'm that was that was the

that he would be, that he had to get to, the day of the day of the year, where I was

that I was to force me more because I'd be more closer, for that I could hear that year of 2002, the offrender more grand than never. Recurred very well that my amissue that maybe

me had more damage than well, but I felt that I'd have to do it. The first encounter extrano, was the afternoon of November, when accommodated the phelas around the photography of Alexander.

Recurred how a bris of a friea-fasoria passed for the house. How they apagherom, two veras? I kept immobile, trying to understand where

had set out of the air. I was in frontas and the scolofrillo-frill persisted. At the end up the vellas,

I heard a little susurro. It was a... Moma, like when me called when I was

when I'm immediately, but no there was nobody. The silence was sent me a pesable,

and the rest of the night I passed in Vela, expecting that something

more occurred but nothing the second encounter was more

more more that I'm that the night the air

was the aroma that no I know the

no was the the no the was a

hot as a removed I try to I

try to think I got I gotcha to

I, I, sent you a little man on my arm. My heart was a second. Gere, Lently, and by the

reflection of one of the photographies, I saw, the sunres of a little little, parado

behind me. Cere the eyes and I was aond, repitiaming that only my mind

just was a mad passada, but, all abriolus, the the odor had disappeared

and the house had to be a normal. That night I'm, between fear and

hope and hope without whether or to be but the ultimate

encounter community that is the that is the that's the I'm not so

there was a first and I know if it had understood

well I I'm I'm I did I give to give you

to give me to give me to be to hear to

hear it was my life, all the night's the Lord,

because I not the I'm not he's in my little he was in my time. It was the

morning of 2012 of 2003, and the house was in complete silence. Decid

sitarme front to the offrenda and to be much that he was

I'm much that he was he said to see to see it even even the

vows titilar as as I felt a nudge and the eyes my ardued and the eyes

of the moment a a good point a second a point as it was like someone who had put uphous

from the I got up a sudden retumbing on the pecho I'm leftamely to the

door but before before could get to get to another

other more more more resone this time a raffed the same

all the all the vellas of the offending the The obscurity fell to the

only sound and the only the was a smallity was a different. No, that sonrises of always, calida that I'd recorda, but a mixture of

a treasperation, I gave a pass to a delante, and a man temblorosa. Let me go. I don't know how explain to you,

but I heard that my head. His voice was in me. Before that could move me or if could be to get me to

him to be to be at him I could see how his sombrae was vanicea. Apparcea in his place a figure much more much more

obscure, without form human, a figure that was a figure that had been to get to get

to the light titillarone and in a parpadeo all over it was like if

the light that seculable for the venta he was brought to bring to new

the fels of the offrenda of the Pronto, all of the new account, like if nothing had been

pasted, but I knew that something I've changed. Since that night I've got the

offrenda with a respect to a more and I think there there's more,

no invocar for more pure, for more more, for more positive that be

that's I don't I'll never to see the person of Alejandro, but

you know, I'm still talking with him. I don't do I do

as well as now I'll I'm that I'm that I'm that's that I'm

that you're we're doing we're going to we're and I'll and I take this day of I'm going to

never to never to be I'm conformed with your presence with know that's

here community to terminate this episode so special we have a story that

is a end up that's a day of the time of a new for a

certain quite a story is a much more and it has many

and it has many the things that we have

that including what that can get in you

in the public that he he he But I hope you'll enjoy it, although it can be

of those that not to leave dorm. You're sure who are who's and, as always we're always

your opinions in comments or in the media social. For now it's moment to pass this

but long history and invite to continue to enjoy this time to remember

to our people, to have the presentes because are here very very

to us. My My name is Oriol Reyes. Continue. Before that, I'd like that my relato were anonym. For favor,

the numbers that use in the relato are different to the person that are the people who participate in it. This is my

third day trying to to write my story, yeah, that's really to be a lot of

my cause a year, I feel that all narrate, all that all that you could

end up community before to come to say that my relato is long,

and I know how connection or semeasance could have with relato

anterior. I'm a good single of the program from this

finales of 2012 this podcast was my company during

my last year in September of I started

to work and I go and the time

so I think I did I know those

episodes and was when I to talk with

the the crucif of the and I don't know if it's for the serkenia or for the semehanza from history.

I'm of Silao, Guantua, and the family of my papa is originary of the capital. A psalis, a person not know every member of the family, for our appellate, know perfectly of what family we've been. Since my, I've experimented

a success of strange, like to see and hear and to hear things. There are certain places of Guantua to us that can't be, because they have an energy very pesada.

One of them, for example, is the Museum of the Mombias. Since the baby, my mom, my mom didn't enter with me because I put in a bad.

And now, I've never had been to have been to have been to the old oldie of the

oldiegita, known as the most conservedada of allas, I'm I'm getting to

get to disfenecer. When I had around of four or five years, a day of

Muertos, all my family paterna, that is a lot of great, I went to visit the

familyaries in the Panteon. While we came down the stumbas, I don't I remember why he

I'm gritted to be that you want to you know, that you all of my mom

that's put a nervous she was we're going to and I go back

to you're you're they're they're there this this

my My abuela me ignored and she went his and he went to get her way. And, of a boat of those that are used to put flowers, fell from a tomb high and she was on the armro-iskiard,

fracturating her the back. Tempto after, my abuela, even without recuperars, he said, "'Cuida' "'Cuida'a this

"'inia.' My mom didn't know because it was "'if it was "'for a woman or "'or some travesura. "'So, my "'so my abuel

"'to've been "'divs'cudder her much. We've been to a family of Brujas And even I was Affortunated

That's I'm I'm not I'm Thinker that I'm gonna I'm gonna She'd be

She's her She's She has to And you have to Cue You never You know That's

In that Mondeer in that Mondeur That's I'm Because the cost is very caro

You know You're right I want I'm They're Mare You know, you want to be

My mom no said nothing more. And at a little time my abuela felled by a paro cardiac. Never had mentioned to nobody what my abuela had said. But since then I've supported a stamp of the Santissim, without explain to why.

This stampa me accompanied during years, and even I still being spirits, I felt a protected. With the years, 12, my Ties, commensarer to interest her in the brugheria. They were the ones who had the don. One was he was a devote of the Stanta

Morty, Leigh a carton and made uproarice, and the other that never was casto, practicable in his parishes, metying with magic in negras without protection. This, all the apparently, opened portals that

left things in that house, seres that were almost they left to get her very vanidosa, she always was just to play with her makeiagiaja and

pelucas, but my mom me advertia that no to cover a altar, where she had her marries.

A day, a prima at the that I'm a maria, he's a filer of one of

the mucucucu. I said, I said, that what he had had been was a bad,

and she was the she was to be the next. I'm the she said to the

my name that during the madrund Maria had put very that was that I'm

could have is sure that it was for having to talk what not devied. With the time, the case was divided,

and each who came so. When I took two years, my mother,

and the stamp was she she was her for protection, because even not was baptized. Since

the stamp he had to be to be with me, no was not

strange for a time. Ayer I heard the three episodes of who

I, the crucifio of the Father Lucas, and I record that as

she was a Juanah with the mona I also I think a connection inexplicable

it was that for more to avoid that something something I was

always I was a 15 years I began a feeling

a about about about about that that I

was my mother in the college Catholic every

every I said my face is is not being. And so it was. Every I felt more

aleager of God. One night, while I'd I was a voice grueza that me despertoe. Hey, hey?

Spirta. The door of the cochera and it sato. Other times I'd hear passos in the

passio. All this was just was and I saw that not was ready to enter in

that world. Investiged about how to avoid those socesos and I read

about the third ojo and how to start it. Although not it did not

completely, if I could avoid some events. Even so, canalize energies and

I feel when a place a person has a negative a

person was envis my last I was back back

to be with her even not even much time I

suffered attacks of anxiety and his papa He said a brawomen

about that's a question if in the house not even they're

in the part of the part of more things that more things that's

he and he said the he said the I'm a

man but nobody me I'm I'm sometimes I'm up I'm

not even I'm all the time I'm that's I was a little, and my mom thought that were my nerves. A day when I went to the prepa, my mom was in the kitchen and me

saw her own past. He said that he thought that he had forgotten and my sobrino subpoena subdued out of me, but I was hollering, saying, that not was I. My mom was up but now no me found her. That night I could do not. He told him to my papa, but, well, that no us creole. But, more than I thought that my locura was just about contagioning the other.

But fiftate that, while we'd have been toanabom, he left his cellular in the mesa and he began to reaganar me. And, of course we'll hear a noise very very strong, and voled a lot of pedasos that brinked from the nada, like if something had been rotted.

The cellular of my papa was in the piece. It was like if they'd had been launched against the wall. But nobody said nothing. Nobody's tried to say

nothing. At the day next, weintras we all we heard of a child of a little.

We're that the but my papa went to the lot, that was

that I came to the house, that came to my court and we'd

not we'd never the source of that sonido and

since then was I was I'm I'm I was infirm, no comia, and my car

was fulled of grano. A becinea suggested to get me with a brute in I apoato

and we did you but we did you, but when he said, you know, referring to

my mom to who no, I'm not to get to I started and I started for

why, the the brute he prepared hervas and he passed a

little for my person saying that that a family that a

family And then he said, You know, you're a morgue with you. And you just made to enter. Tal-belled you know a phrase, like pass to learn a dream. After a month of limp, I started to make sure,

but we'd have to go because we could continue paying. Now no us had gotten to the dinner. The nights were made to

go to doorme to my one of Caro. At the third night, I sentie that Semoved the Morrow. Caro me

He was started, Bette, get, get, let's from my court. And the day next I said me said that

me had heard, that he was made to calm me, but when opened the

eyes, he was that not I, but a woman of the right to me.

Since I'm less than more than more, and I feel very very can't

when I asked. When I had to have to be with the alfile that

he's a year after, she was palida we're we're we're

we're a minute a new he's a little after her mother and we

came to see that and I don't see to be a but I

think she never will never say she can't support so

I'm more more more that's I'm he said I'm

that I'm said that he was he the other but that in reality

not she was but someone my mom my mom very surprised me asked

that how saw that I said that I'm he said that I'm then when my

mom decided to tell me my abel my ago I remember

the time I'm I'm supermating in the thing of the

women my mom I asked if I could see see

that I did I'm but she was she was she

I'm she she that sense not had ever in me but that

also that's been gone to have been we've passed for situations in those that I'm

saw you saw you had a thing that then I had described that I had done

my mom I began I'm to investigate about things about

the social and the universe from from how protect my energy,

to how the most The more than the more about the more about the capacity to make me in the dreams of other persons. This was strange because I obtained

information about them about them. Also, I could canalize the energy of the people in my entorn and know things of

their lives when she had a marries to her parents, although never she was married she had two years, and

in six months her niece, Avi, he began to live something similar to what he passed to my

prima Maria. Abby, of 15 years. A day, a jubious, he saw how gusans began to get to the

house from the carl. At the first they were for the basura, but at the start

they were that the sunsons to help you, that's, you know, to help you guys, and at the person to help you guys, and at the moment, Evie entered, running to the house

the same of her mom. Serrowered the doors, but she still being to those phantasmas. And one of them, the most the most was the

adrava, was about a house like looking a entry. Describio that figure as a

Brucha. They called her vwela, my Tia, who was she was with a woman who

had been a charlatan. During the session, the witch the bruja covered Aby with a

sbana a bianc He began to rest. While he did, Abby still viewing the spectros and he understood that they'd say to her

the gemela signaled in the house that had kept over his own the number of his house and the

man with the brother with his son. When the Brucha he was, he told all what he had seen.

The Bruchel he said that not was a man, and that could get to make a profito.

My Tia was He was out of there, saying, I'll you'll see my little. Three days after, they were to our house and us told them

all. I looked at a little bit more and she noticed a sight of the same. I was a sombre that was my mom

he asked if she was seeing seeing that people, and she said that only were they were in the night.

I asked, there are there someone to be even even of day, and is something bad, but it's a

paled, he sentio, describing it as a man old, vestyed to a man, and with a

smerererer very rare, that description me diso the skin, yeah, I had had a

dream of it many times, I've seen in the door of the patio that connect with

my house to my tia, like some a little after they went to

us they were said, they were imporado. The man now intentable to get us to- decided to

a santaer who said that Abby not had a don, but it was a mal that had had been had to the

mother and that she called her she said, the santaa was a person is a person who

had been intended to robarsel and for that the man wanted to get to

get to when my my t when my my t heard the time. Passed

the days and the my t' In a food family, my papa told that that day he had encountered with Jose, an ex-pareja of my Tia. My papa mentioned something that I surprised. That is the type with that

passed all that was all that I asked to what I said to referrere, and us told that one of the other, when someone came to get out of my father, saying that my Tia was bad. At the get, they found a Jose reading the Bible, while my Tia

was returcied in the soil. So, they'd hear that cadenas in the techo. When they they were from the house,

they said that a little to the house to my abel, where Jose

he was to be a man of a man in a man in the back on the

man. That was the he said, he was that he did he to get a

back on the ballcon during the night until that after the

back I was I don't the I don't my niece, until that one night I

had with my abelah falleastern. She said the other he said to his proper

nieto, she wants to her descendient and she'll never you'll never you

never you know, never you can't be a good, she has a man, Cue,

Cuitate. Since then, I knew that my dreams were in signals.

Although not me interested to develop this don, I found an amulet of protection. I was active to feel more secure. Ace ago I saw a video of a brucho that said that, who had who didn't do not do not have developed, they've to run it for complete, because, at the contrary, they'll have problems all their life. Something in me not want to desacers to this, and I see that has a cost. A my 22 years, I've vitts to get to fiestas in Guantanjato, and only enter to the pantions

where is my family. I'm sorry, that this relato be anonym because our name is known. And I don't want to my

tia know that I know what I want to be that I'm I'm still, I hope, that she

not listen the night. When I heard the crucifix of the Father Lucas,

I felt panico at know that there are there but also a strange

sensation of pertenance I'm know that the love for my family is more

because being bruce means to be a single, but I have the presentiment of that I am a time

time, someone, I will find, my tia, or my sisters, me

will be