Relatos de la Noche - Doña Diana (Recopilación de Relatos de Brujas)

Episode Date: February 21, 2025

Las historias de hoy son de brujas, o parecen serlo. Nadie sabe a ciencia cierta qué son, cómo se ven, y cuánto deberían de preocuparnos. Pero si no les tienes miedo, no te preocupes, puedes escuchar este episodio para dormir… déjalo sonando a un volumen suficiente para que se escuche en tu habitación. No va a atraer nada extraño. No serás el siguiente protagonista de Relatos de la Noche.Compra mi libro aquí: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/También está en la librería más cerca de ti o en tu preferida para comprar en línea.Síguenos en instagram: https://www.instagram.com/RDLNoficial/Comparte tu relato en: [e-mail] comercial: [e-mail] Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoicesSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hello, Uriel. I'm your relato. They're a great company while I'm working for I'm talking to share my

story. I know what that's to be this with the mal murder or with the

dobles, or I know, but I want to share it with you. My

abuela was in 2021, after a long agonableable long

agonia. His his children and even the nets we were to turn to

do you to give the day to give his medications,

darly to change the deposition and siter in the patio. A my brother, in case,

he took to care of the night. Generally one of a time. He was every night

at the his feet of his bed, but he needed to some she said with

clarity. How she she was up her she was a back to

the back to the house, that was when he was incorporated

to her and when she I still there, agosted and dormita. My

brother not only was again, trying to convince of that maybe I've imagined. But,

but minutes after, I'll hear the same sound, the baston and the wall,

the passos arrastrandos, the rechinido of the colchon at

again, but the vula never was never was never to do it to her,

but also to be to come to be the last time my brother he was to hear you hear of the sonnits. In this occasion,

not only was I, also he saw, also, he saw, he saw a someone on the court,

he said that was my abuel, or at least something identical to her her up, his

baton, his chapatos, came down the same form, with passes and passos and

but there was something her skin was caught to the wessos my

brother he saw to come in the back to go back but at the

same she always was there she's she and it is difficult

when you see a one one in two times

at your time he he he no he's never

he he prefer you do turn and for that Community, for that confidence to

to share our stories. Very Good Noches, Community. We're going to history of a theme that we've talked ultimately and of which we're getting many experiences, the doubles, the doppelgangers. Although, here, for example,

there's a doubt. Is one of these of these entities, or is the murder mal? That image espantousa, calaveric, that appears

before a murder or violent of her also we've talked

quiteosamene during the last but a continuation we'll go back to one of my

topics favorites you know I'm I'm obsessed with the stories of bruchas

although I know that is a community that maybe has not

I'm not I'm not put to do do some several episodes

on several several and various and veryated the stories that, I'm sorry,

I can't avoid, publicar it so if not they're not they're not you're doing you can't

put this episode of front to do not not will be to not will occur

that you make a change to make a and start to start to start

to with the night oh, O'Riel this is an

experience paranormal of the few that I've lived that for fin I'm atreve to relatartre it. Occurrored when I've seen

in Argentina, in the province of Salta Capital. In that then I lived with my family, conformated by my two

brothers, my brotherastro and my my parents solian my father that was security,

normally not yet I'd get a house at the night, but that night decided to make a something that I did not before,

before, I'd have done. We used to be little to be caricatures on the computer portatil until the dream

us were in the time I'd make uprogar much, I could get me despairs to the three or four of the

madrugada. Super-campions was my caricature favorite, and just that night, I was

watching. My brothers and I had parted a bitation, and the while the major and

were, or kucheta, as you know here in Argentina. I was in a carma individual that my abuelita me had

had been brought when we moved. I don't remember if for the dream or or something more,

but I decided to do you to get a computer. And just in the process to do you,

in the tachos to the chaps of the chaps of my life had heard heard

that this type, and less at those hours. Recurred I've felt

a free, a free that me recorried all the body. No I had

a minute in but now, when I'm revueled the stomach. I was in the penumbra

of the room and as my parents was just in front, I went to take a man to

to tap me. For a moment, the steps in the techo they were

on the thought, but the then was a thing that was something else. When I was disposed

to go to my with a camera with a mat in man, in the middle, the silence of the barrio was rompio was with a risa.

It was a human, or at least not it was in my mental infantil I associated with the relincho

of an animal, something ronco and distortionated like a risa completely out of the fear. The fear

me evaded but I tried to convince me that only was my stoutient and

with me However, community, just before to get to the abitation, something called my attention in a corner, something, something abulted, encorvado, that was there, immobile. And then I was

a voice. Yeah, you go? Community, this that I'm talking about me has made marked up until the day of today. And even I want to believe that was my imagination, what what happened

then, after me made know that not I knew it was a

question, I'm not the I'm talking to the because all in me was

I'm, and I did it to be in direction to the room to the

dark that the and I'm with all and

the house and my armastro Jose that I

don't on a solos and he tried to

ask me and what had even adorned-lidavals, apenas could understand

what was going after after the after I'm that I'm sure that someone was a

case, Jose revised to see the around the and he called to he was

he was there no, but that that's no me tranquillized in absolute

finally me rended and I I'm I'm to get to the time,

intentando Dorme Joseph turned a a bell and it left in the

mecita of light for that me was sure. I would do you

good nights and it was my time. We're a

good. We're we're we're we're we're and we're

we're and he was playing to make to make

a while Elias I don't in the part superior

of the litera the the risas soaps us

us helped us and that Alisandro he said

in silence and he asked, Elias, you're still and you're still in certaindomy. We've been been reading

when, of a repent, she was another risa. No, it was our risa more

rosa, more ronka, more profound. Alessandro me mirro, I nege lently when I observed

the part superior of the litera. Elias dormia dormia profoundly. We got us in silence without to

talk and without to us we're trying to do not again. But then my eyes opened just when the dream

me was when the I recorpored and tally my eyes, trying to to get used to come back

the the noise not were not to gettened. I intent to convince me to

make sure to the day, that in the morning, me would be and I would be

to be to be a imagine, but not it's a real,

it was completely real. And without why I thought in a

something, something that was that I thought a little

in my neighborhood I'm a back Diana, even all

they know that she were a woman, I'm

never said that not that only were in abladurias, but I never

discarded the possibility. No, I wanted to think it, but I was doing. I frote the rostro with both hands, intentating to take me the idea of the head of the

moment, I wascuched, over the techo of chapa, very clear. A gulpeatheed of patas, like the abe, like the

guacolote. I was up and I was inmediate to get to comeerce the commas, I'm just the suns

and I'm It's Doña Diana. Tell you that I'd to molest me. No me to leave to dream. Jose's put in cucklillas

to calm me, but her rostro came to a repent. Fjoh, the vista just behind me. Community,

his fiel palideceo, and susrough. You've to enter to the guacholote. I grere and I'm

gently, and there was there was a guajolote marron, dark, it was a unpopular, it

was not quite it was in the window, the window had been a barrotes and vidry no had

a form, no a less that, it had transformed. When you saw the we had been

the animal got in direction to the abatation to the the morning the next while I've been

to be in the school, my my men's my wife to get up to be in the question of the

yes, a woman, to the woman, do you know, she was barriending the veranda,

I'm a curt in the car, like if they had been caught vidios,

I saw salive and a sensation of a backer to

I'm I'm all I'm all the other. The second that I recalls is to my men's trying to reanimar me.

I desmaged. After that day, no I would have passed at the house of Doa Diana. At a little time, we've moved and nothing bad has passed since then. Still, although only a

a few, I still feel that I observe. But like that night, never. Community, before to continue, I want to think for a moment

in the stories on the other bruchas, in the encounters in the boughs in the streets solitaires where we're silhouettes that comein' for the teches, that are they

seem to us. I want to think they're in them, and now you imagine what could be better, where would

be more indefensos against them? Let's do you two seconds for that you imagine. We'll

see if did you to get the next story. For fin me I'm going to

I've tried to do it, but at moment of dar and envied me for fear that no me crellar them or so burlarsed to me. This was due in February of 2003. I know this podcast for my noviour. Me compareded the chapter of Noche of Legends, Naguels, and Brujas, and me I'm soxioned so that I began to listen to-day-day-to-either-to-eer-rerego. In my time's libres, and even to sleep. Every that

I'd back to every opportunity to tell us a resume of my mom and my

mother, but she only said that they had been that that were that I

would be when something I would never could be able to that

I said that's I'm and I'm too that's we're that's

the year my prime came a year we went to visit

to the house in Texcoco state of Mexico This was the opportunity perfect for my mom to hear a chapter of relato of the night

and what better than start with the crucifix of the Father Lucas. I put in the coach while I was on the autopista. My mom no objected at any moment, but I noticed her incommodity conformer was the chapter. The trajectory is relatively

short to Tex Coco, circa, so we don't hear any of the mid-midth of that capitulo when we came to when we

came to when we said, my mom only said, how do you go on this

a day? And I only did you only me re- we're at at the night.

I was was a nervous because the autopista is a little and for my

bad so much I don't have my good vision and I'm to try

to continue to the chapter and my mom to He was also.

Yeah, entered at the autopista, she heard the part where the brujas are in Latin. Intenebris. In Benite Interpatter. In that moment,

my mom, very alterated me said, ay, quit it, that something can't appear in the

carretera. Quital it. I've said that had been heard that never had had done

much much that night manhating. Sent me some scalofrios recorrials in my and I began to sudd

the hands. For that I did a case to my mom. I put a music in aeggerar the moment. In that

instant I wanted to me I'm burled of my mom. He said that me

would be to know to know that I think in them, but not in the

bruchas that are in the womenas, I did I said that I wanted

to be real like the other the night. My mom

me he looked and only me he said, Fick at what you know what you can't be able to keep up to

get to be we're in the carse and we prepare us to do you doofos I put my odiphonous

to hear of my obsession for them so I put recopilation of relattos of bruchas the first

story is the of the chikas that van in carretera me surprised me made to think that I also I desired

but of so much think I think I per die I was I'm in the door in my ears of the

odiphonos me was I'm putt and I'm made to comeodar in my ears that's lastimo

my ears and I'm disorientated by the goal at moment I heard a

very, very grave that me said, I bribed in the eyes I,

I'm I could I could get to two Ceres Enorme of the

skin blanquisca almost azulata without and without hair

of eyes totally black They were completely desnudos or

desnudas no they were genitales and also were in forms

monoids that me were they were not so so

so because they were so that they could have to have been to have a corner. One of them of them, he wasnton. He was completely and the other, it was a ravene, because his arms and

the pyrnons were large. His cods and the rodillas were bolted, as of an animal in four patas. He moved to one side to another as if he was disposed to attack me. The fear I parriced for complete. Intented gritted to my mom or to bring the light, but no could until

that I'd my eyes and I'm sure that now I've been able to understand what happened. But days and months after, I found with relato that described things similar about these beings. They were to understand that are brujas. When I my tithes, my mom, to my abuela, no me crellered.

Only me said that it's my fault for opening doors that I do I don't know. Thanks for lear me. And I hope that you can to them to share it again to be some other to see someone has seen something

like I'm that I'm not I'm sorry that we're more that's over that someone that's

that I've seen that was a new thing hello community Relatos of the

night my name is Ariana currently I'm 26 years and I'm

to tell something that what happened when I had when I

At that then I moved to a fracionement in Tijuana called Viveka and never imagined that my life would be able to ever. At first

the place was quite a time a small, with houses new and the streets and places

but I started to know things that I could explain. A night

while I was to come in a back after after a

friend I saw a figure in the the corner of the street. I was a vestida completely of black,

with a sombrero that covered his rostro in the sombra. My instinct me said that should be to crosser to

the other side, but for some I decided to continue coming down. It was when I was

back to her that the air was so became a cold, like the temperature I had to be

a little bit, like if something I was something to If I'd still with a mirrored, but I'd try to to look at last. Apenes some days

after, I began to hear a ruseouseroyal in the nights, wholesome in the pard, susrots that were from the nada.

But, after then, nothing that that had to care me to care me. I thought of some of

a good- but, a matter that the sonnids so intensified, I'm to dudar.

A-Virnus for the night, when the sound were to repeatian, I decided to investigate.

Salie, I rodea the but at not not quite for a reflexe I came for the fraccionamient

and when the little park in the center of this simply I went

I came to the obscuridad without preoccupied for the dangerous that

could be and there community I saw I

a a circle of belles incendid around a group of women,

they were in back to me can't I'm, I'm the impact of the scene

that's that's but I could could be that the little the

park were to get to but no there

no there no I'm I'm I'm to go

I'm I'm never That night I could Dormer. The usurros were coming

from the room and the air still in the house to get to the cold are

the night the day the day the day I went to the next to a

man I've been been able to me something I'm made to he

he said to he mentioned he he was he made with an expression of a question and

at the same time stories about brusas in the zone. Rumors of rituals that you could get to encounter in those parks, especially in the zone of Viveka, if you recorried as a madrogada. Me said that if I'd be to see, the best could do was the same than the night anterior. Corred. Tolle me the most prunto possible, to he. Aseuro that, although he prefered not

not believe in that. The stories that they were told about the children said that the brujas are not humanas, that are not even vivas, that are men, that are a certain of someone, to getarse in this

world. Although me he said almost as if were the fragment of a quote, of a fantasy that's narrate the children as to rest the importance,

to me me result was aterrador. The days the next were even pears. I thought to see those women to the

long but always observant me even even though I'd I'd like in the figures at the

part of the street a couple of quadras that were like I'm simply they'd beigilanted. The night was even before. began to deteriorars. I was sentia I was weak,

like if never could be to get to get to the first, when I was sure that

that was sure that was that was I was I was to confront my fears my fears

I decided to go to the park of the night like the first day something

I was so I'm didn't well when the when when I the circle

of veals was there but the women no. So, only were the

vellas and a mark in the soil, a symbol that I'm a single of a

but I know that was a thing, that was the night, I thought I was I'm

something, maybe those bruchas didn't even even in Biveika. It was the place.

That place was marked was charged of energy and that he was he could see.

Today, for example, I don't know if all what I was real, if my mind me took on a bad passada, but from that night the

sensation of that she's in the back. Thanks to the sky, I know I live there,

but every that I know that I see for Viveica, I feel very clearly how something something I

see from the dark of the light, and then that night in the park

I, I'm investigate about what I was the area. Although my side

rational I'd convince me to make to make to a encounter

I'm in a lot of the problem, I'm I'm not going to think it's over completely. All the first, all what I'd

find in internet were rumors, stories of people that mention things rare in the fractionation but nothing in concrete. And then,

a day, as for casuality, as if me had been in a new the time in a center, I found a

periodic of a year, and for curiosity it was Ioeia. It was like had been been destined to find it.

Cacierreel, there was an article of a storyator of the city that mentioned about some

legends. Between them about the story of what now was a Viveica,

but no of the houses new, of the urbanization modern. I was

about the raises of the terrain, over the that's the and other

fracionations and he was that much before that's the place

had been a land a land known, known by the colony

of the colina of the article, that area had been used used by bruchas to realize

rituals, to invoke to some many decades after, even before that the city of

Tijuana existier, is a more to 30 years. But the most

aterrador of all was what discovered in the last the other

the people, since when the people, since that's started to sit

There were registries of disappearions of babies. The people said that the brujas

those were used for the rituals in the night's of a lunatic I'm

a scolofry when I said that I said that they were the both the child of

a child, as the pain of a mother my terror

was for the because I'm to think and if the

bruchas are making those pactos today. And if what had seen in the park, not only a group of of women in a ritual extrano, but a ritual

like those that were in that article, if I was in the article, at the beginning I tried to not think more in that, but my health seemed toerarer. One night, while I'd have been from my ventana.

No, it was the wind, nor the ruts normales of the city. It was a yantto. A yantto Afto Afto Like a Aal of a

Bebe I'm I'm I'm I'm gonna The ventana Offer Atrove of the

Cortinas I saw A figure that Was it Was it black Like like the

The Sombrero The That's encadentot of this history I

No could See His Rostro Only I saw But

the the figure the figure was a little bit like

it's like you know, that's the way to be the door the

cordina I'm I'm the little before I before to be

her face before she could see to be me,

the she was she was a little in a car were

those were the Still, I'm still today, community, when I close the eyes, I hear the yanko of that baby, I hear the susurro of the brucas in the obscurity. And, even though, de day, I'm only my fear that is only my fear that makes volar my imagination.

The night, I see, even if I had been of Viveka, that they still are there, and, and looking her next victim as if all were

a story of terror. Also I've told us something more to be my friend

Leslie, that I lived in other area of the city when went to visit me.

No, I had seen much time and me did a little

I'm to be a little I'm not that had been I had been

I was I'm I'm that was living. But even in the platic, of the point, and it was a

very serious, and with a tone very serious, me said that I didn't want to be a lot. Ariana,

there's a something that I've never had to have told. Something that I got to

to be here in your house, after after you after your party of your

birthday of my year. I don't say to not because I

didn't but that night I could do I felt like if something was here, present, something that could have.

I remember well that night of the time of my house. Leslie had arrived to talk to my house, and after a while conversing, he was to go to to be in the room

in the room at the room. I was there was a time of nothing that night. A. A.

A. Even, no, it was a minute of the madrugated, despite to a sensation extrana, like if

someone was observing it, he was he was a little bit spese, and it was

then when he was a susrower, a susrower a little, like if someone were murmuring

words in a language that I didn't when he went to the window

saw something, he was something that he was a he was a woman

with a sombrero parada front to the ventana asomandos to get into

he said, I'm thinking that the woman, I was able to say I'm never a matter.

A part of that night, of that that's a matter, to know that that woman was more

more than me than I even before her, I don't could get me more time in my

Beika. Decid I I'm, even, I thought to escape to my fears

not so It was so easy. It was then when I moved to the Sanchez-Tabwada, a colony that, in appearance, was more tranquil. At the beginning, it was all right. And the first days transcurried on calm.

I thought that finally had left out-traked all the thing had marked in the anterior fractionation. But the calm was only passenger, the tranquillity momentane. A-becer-a-be-be-a-vis, at times, when the streets of the Sanchez-Tabwada, I thought

I'd ever Again, figures Borrosas in the stuets of people of the black

parado at the long in where my eyes even could distinguish

them gave us and even I'm a different I'm I'm that the

women are you waiting the moment to get to get me or

maybe maybe you're maybe not you might be back my

my and I simply I'm waiting the inevitable. If someone of the community has lived something

in Viveica or fraccionamints irkenos, I'd like to be the only in seeing them perhaps someone

more still still still that that mirate in the obscuridad