Relatos de la Noche - El demonio duende y más relatos macabros para dormir

Episode Date: November 30, 2024

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Very good nights, community. Thank you, for us always, for our these stories and for continue being the motor of this project

that buske to maintain vivos our relats, our stories. A story of phantasmas at the way. We're going

to hear the better that they can put comodos, comodas, and they're doing, but at the

same time they're at pendent of any any sound strange. For

favor, put a attention. Recurred that the fear and that you can

be protagonists of the next episode of the night. Hello,

O'Reyl, if my story gets to come to say my name and

the location of the actual the story not my story not,

but was Maybe not be very long, and someone could say that no has nothing of paranormal, but it's a sucese that still not me explain. I'm from the city of Mexico, more specifically, of the Gustavo Matero.

Acese a seven years, in 2017, I entered a course for the examines to admission to the secondary. The or area exact, I don't know what I remember, but it was that barcable the time and night.

The place where it was was in the corner of the corner of, of the case that cruised with Pedro

Negrette in the Colonia in the Colourner in the I'm a lot of

this one of many of the stories similar in the night

about the seven and we and we the

time the time the the sound it and

insignificant maybe but that did a view that

the professor to talk the that had lived

in this one relato that one a madrugated and his

his brothers were in the lot of his establishment only

conviviening for call it in a way while they're they're

they're they're a little something something something strange

because the zone is completely urbanized no there

there no no passed much time before that

could observe that was He was nearer, and, back by the street of Pedro Negrete,

it was a carrosser by two cabos, and conducted by what it was to be a person with

a tonica a negras. This carrosa appeared a model exact of those that were in the epoca colonial,

and a minute that advanced, it was heard of the laddribes of the carers in the

way, as they were their or as were also were too

were more to fear. The professor us said that it was an explicable. The professor was said that, although it was an inexplicable, no provocable,

not provocable, because he had been a testigo of the success similar in that same colony. For who are of the city of Mexico,

know that perhaps for the car energy of this place, is even common when the people that see

objects and even persons of the epochs pastas. The carrosses was detain for a second passing the

street, and then he was going to hear to hearse. And this would have been made

just as a parision more, but the curious, the inexplicable, is that the morning

the next my professor had been with the news that a woman in

the street had been been been the They found in the

corner where the night the night had detained that

that never was that never was a coincidence

but to know to know I know I'm that could

have been been not maybe a species of

a preas of the death that was a point

to do the night The fact I've done much in this relato but after after my

brother and my dearer and my sister we're not not to let's our stories are not

a simple relato family I'm going to change some but I'm

quite descriptive because what is that's the time to the

day of today no has no explanation here here

my story my My abuelo, that in peace, creased in a place of the civilization, called the Tibor. Although,

actually is known for being a point of the delinquency. In the past was a little and mysterious, as he

himself us told them. There were chamanes, bruchas inaguales. Even in our family,

a tatara tatara-a- abuela, was a brother. When my my abuel had 17

years, he went to be there in the way in the most opportunities to complete his dreams of being to be chef.

With the family, it was a little hours of a distance and he's in a burrow or in a caballo,

and there was established he formed a family with the woman that would be my abuela, a young

very amorousa but submisa and even my abuel had a mental machista in that then he was

he had much, they had a first her child when she was a major to the age. Between the two were found a place to live, and my abole found a terrain

a very large, ale, and the people in a town nearer in the city. No, I knew much about that the

public, but the view was a beautiful to create a little after would be my tios. During the

construction of the house, my Tia, the major, was to He was he was told with someone at the 15 years. While my tio, a little of 10, I'd help my abuela with the limpecia and to

care to his brother. I always was over there. Proteguildoes when my abuelo was a barraho and molesto. The typical family of a town of a little serrada. The typical dynamic. My abuel was very

little and delgada. Although fellice when I had only six or nine months, I don't remember exactly the data, always was someone present in my memory for the infinites

stories that me told about of her and she there were one that a six years,

me dejo me left when my mom had my mother a woman actually a nine of

eight years I was in the secondary but however for a series of

success desofunated I had to have to have the school in my

second year of preparatory my My mom always said that my brothers and I were different from

other children, but no we present attention until that we've we're supposed. Veras, we can't hear,

feel, and o'er things that the other, no. We're four brothers. My brother can't

see that never distinguishes forms, only sombras with eyes brights. My

brother has heard a And, sometimes has felt that these entities they're to come.

My my mother is even more specific. She see a woman

completely of the black, with a sombrero, with eyes bright,

but only they appear in their dreams. And I just,

I'm I'm do this I'm just I'm can't hear those, I'll

hear those, and this is my major terror. Because only I can identify if they are

people or mortals. My abuela solaceousalier a story repetitive about a woman of a white vestida of

black, with a blue and eyes redos brights. This woman soled to park at the

chos of the chos of the night and the visit was more frequency every that my

mother was ever my abel also had his version in his case I was a

perro black with eyes and a man of four-ed-deados at the final of the collar. This perro was hegued from the house to the city when he was to work to the city. Never was hostile, according he. My tia major also saw the perro,

but my tio saw the woman. A part of the third tio, the things changed. And is that in some moment, from the young of 10 years, even the most young of one

they'd and and marathes mordid and raeasos nobody didn't know why

but after to talk they got to the conclusion that it was it was

the or the mother decided to the house but

we're that was a bad decision my my old

my old was the people was a past

a about had had passed of fifty to

five My father was a father and my brother and I had been born and I have been very infelis in part

for the maltratoes of the abuel and in part for my brother and for me my my brother

even was very extravertido also was difficult to try he was a man hyperactive and

after the mother his his his his his his

At a day, my brother was to my side of my side, and I would have

the carita with over the back to the little to get to

the and then after I went to the house of the same and he's

sitting in the table the and I was there and when

my mom was to come he he was he just

he here here here not there there not

there but at final, she always he pegged for and that

he's obedient, I'm to see I'm back in the house at the

final of the terrain. I'm told that when he took a conscience

of the existence also also he took a more that

was a little to be suffocated and he was he

he was that was that always was always to come

to get to the there not they There was any nothing I suffocable, when I had five years and the seven. I also took a conscience.

Since then, me la passed outcast, assurbed. My mom thought that could be autism or Asperger, but never me left to be the medical. I was so because I saw things utteredoras, for all that maldito terrain. With the time, I learned that the house of my abuel was where less things strange so that for this

me refugia and I'm a little a little I'm mimed and I said that I said the

mother and me told the stories of her life lamenting always very profoundly

how he had treated in the past when my brother I was

I had seven years and and I with my one my

time you know no passed much time before to

make that the eyes, I'd the same movements

that I saw in the same things that I saw in the I'm I'm not the same

things strange that I, for that I'd a manudo, or she was a

manhue to my old to that all that but out of the

the house the things strange were so that my major my major

fear was really was I had only 10 years. One afternoon, while I was distraided, chocked with something.

I thought that was a little familiar, but when I went to the view, I kept the hellado. Fronted to me was a man

of three to 50 years, with barba, a white, a caperriss, a camisa a car and a pagerdine,

and a sombrero of a pagercedo. His eyes were rogous without without and

me mirabom very fichamently no I don't doubt I'm not he

was a but the I'm I'm I'm with all my horse

to the house my family and I never when my father

came on the night he decided that I should

I never to my rest I carried and

me he gave no I I don't know who I've seen anyone what I've evered But since

So, ever since then I'm peoroughed. Every time I was I saw that I'd see things that

me seguian between the callchejones The windows and the places and the black of the

people always There always someone and me and nothing, absolutely

nothing was something nothing, the most most frequent and terracored were

deforms were masses of cat putrefacta with hushes opaco, hands and the

places where not should be able to be able to others in the majority were little with their

and their little, these these last traviasos tirabing things, halaban the

pillow dajabing the robes and they're and they're and they're all stimable but the

most inquietantes are the ones that were those women, women, and ancians. They were normales,

but they were those that more fear because it was almost impossible to distinguish those

of the people, when my papa was moved to other state I made in the

house and my mother and my two brothers. Although my papa

was much time in the house of the we three

we had all and we had our experiences.

One night, my brother gave his colchon to our room and I and I

and I don't in the camera and he in the piece that morning that I

made to go to go to the secondary I heard I

did I suppose that my woman was I

saw I saw the face of the door to

I'm I said that she I said she a voice gelida,

un-known she. With with a without much importance, I got to

get to I'm not I've got that I had been when I went to not to

get a in the but I was I'm I'm I'm I'm

in my court I confiado in that I I'm I'm

when I my cell I'm something too. Sentie a scalofry

I did you and this this time I'm what I'm a little a

manned I'm invading I'm out of the door and I'm a

man you a woman that's a little to be a little

my brother was a man I'm me paralyzed. Only the door was just heard the latitudes of my

heart in my eyes. I sat in the orilla of the camera encorvating, I'm

deserable with all my forces that that that not was real. My

Papa was up the seven of the night I'm not strange.

I don't move me and I'm more than he was on the car

to the secondary I tried to be something I've seen

my apparent pereza, me he made to catcher. When my brother, I had three years, he was a first encounter with the paranormal.

In a dream, he was a man great, vestied of a black, with eyes red, the sir of

the sombrero and eyes rogos, that's obliged to talk to us, my family

accepted that something that's that's something that we were, this

that we began to identify, appeared of different forms for each one of us a few times like a man like a woman

or even a perro always a always always was a part of the part tracera of my papa passing by the

calljejones and visiting every home even my family members preferial never to negate what they're

my brothers and I knew that there had something there somebras and forms

not human, we're all the time we're we're that we're we're a lot of what we

came to happen so something to make an one before a life

a man of extremities long and wussudas with a hair of a color

pachissus and a horror horrible putrefacion he began to see

me from the house to a viuda, to the mia. It was a little, calvo. His stomago

seemed retondied. Always was encorbed and emitted an sound indescriptible. A messkla

between a respiration profound and a gritty that me calab in the wussos. His eyes

were in his eyes, and her mouth a large was a abyss a vizmo

a similar to the picture of the picture of the picture, the that's a gritty, that in that

I didn't know because we had a television. We're very poor. My papa only got to buy a

old cellular Nokia, yeah, I was quite used. This entity was like the other

things that I was that I saw me, acosar me, I got to see to be below

of my camera, in the teaches of the casas, in the but, but,

in a way to get in my home, and the soceses paranormal were identified. So,

it was all the night. Since then I had to do not very.

That's always was there, in the corners, aghached with the legs,

and the hands sustaining his tobichos, always miranda with finally. I bittable

his mind and me enfocable in the but I could I could avoid to feel me very bad

feel me dreaded or I'm much fear. I've much weight in those days I'm

in my house in the depression my mother's my mother to go to

my mother and my mother and my brother to go to work

to not I decided to get to the I'm atterrard with problems

emotional with my life being a My brother, two-a-man-a-nur, about the presence of a child of three years

that was molest and I wasustava, as like of a woman. My Tidus also mentioned something about the cause of the eyes

but I never to talk about my demonio personal, about that man apestoso that me and I was

to smay-mallem for the mal-comer and the lack of the same. I remember that was a

I was all the time and just I just put a pin in that house and I felt completely agotado. Without import the energy that I had to enter that I had rended on the sofa or in the

camera and I'd just until the day the next. In the house, they'd have been

on the techo, risas, grits. And finally in 2019, when it began the

pandemic, I found the opportunity that was my salvation. My My papa me offered to work with him in a tortillery that had

had been bought. Never had worked out of my my brother and I unpacked our things. Me did a barge of the school, and practically, I went to that house. Cassee that the lack of energy, the problems for to dream and the disanimos disappeared, as if never had existed.

The house was made. My parents were divorced and repartied the vienes and repartiered and the living

abandoned. Only with my mom and a mueble that my abuel me reded

when I made to and even that even occur in things that I don't

affect so I see going things but not are so

so not so not like I think I to live

in that I'm so when I visit the of my abuel. The

lack of energy will be abrumar me. If I'm my ten minutes there, inevitably me kept dormied. No, it's doing.

A priest's a manned the house, but no functioned so it's not as I'm my

brother lived there a year, but he went to us all little time because also that's inexplicable

a lack of energy. A. few months after a a battle with our mother, I went to the house for a time,

and me he told her whole that year was a realtentic a pasadilla. The things were allas.

The doors were so-crap with force. The paralysis of the sun were constant and adderatorators. The voices

that I used even at their telephone were clear and the words simply you provocable

a cold of a bad they were, the times. They were in the

In the quarters, in the bathroom, in the room, in the cell, in the kitchen, in all the house. I was with the lights but not

sufficient. The risas, gritos, the soyoos and the murmurys of the women and of

the children never cessable. Me said that the things that were in his paralysis

were, they were I'm, here's here's da, salvame, you're to die

to die. for favor, Salvame, he attarrava much to listen to hearlars. They've

succeeded more things, but I'm to be a little message.

They're not good, the spirits, the manifestations, none, neither

those that are those that are those that are those are that are those that

are that whatever thing that's that's that's malvvvvous

All are desperated for Volver to the And not Duteran in

Acerte Danyan And it's Mordidates and Morrow Morrow If you any Brue

Tess to believe the Another Brueh Could have Have given To have

a person Amable's a I think that I'm that some or those manifestations

be a don't. A contrary. It's a maldiction that never, never in the

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relato of the night. Hello, O'Reel, and to the community. I'm to tell you

my story, yeah that I've had been the opportunity to share to be

a lot of a very simple because involve it's a normal, something

that even has been present in my family still being being

very difficult to be from my family has

been a kind of a special but always I

always were that we were we were we

were of all of that. In fact, all came ago, and this is my story. Recently,

I've got the secondary and I'mpecuitary, this change me generated much stress emotional, I'mmava

my companions of the secondary, and the having to separate me to them me affect

very profoundly. I was I was without energy and gotated, and was

in that when I started when I a presence of something of the dark. My first encounter with what I think is an entity, occurred a night in the way that I

kept upstarted after tardy, terminating a project. Of a repent, I felt a set inexplicable. Like if, after a carer a marathon, my body would be exigier to the water.

I was out of my court to go to the kitchen, but when to get to the escalers, I was. It was a figure small,

but a stature very big, but with a The body has bolted, for to say it to some way. At the

first I thought my man who sulley come in a little, but then he observed

well, I did that that that was that he was being retortient to a manner

antinatural, etchando his spald and his back, and so he began

to carry ascalers about, emitting sonos espantosos as his muscles

tronar in every movement. Also, I was soltending some

quixos that were in the blood. I was petrified never

ever ever had experimented something and for a moment I think

that maybe someone had met to the house but

that not was something was a second encounter was

when I back after after and is that I

know I'm the I remember that I've heard that I've seen when I'm listening when I'm moving in the

house at a other side that's all over that's supposed to be abandoned at the at the

first I think that perhaps had yet had yet a new but when I was again

that was the same that same this this time was more more

I'm I'm to be more to observe to observe with

their completely blanks and he was a little bit a book

I'm I'm think that it's a maybe a animal or a or something

I'm a lot I'm to get to my house this night

for first in my life I never I've

done I've done I never of my family

I I'm completely Ate but but the worst is that

the last last past. I was a banning, preparing me to go to

the prepa. When I heard that someone had been my house, I'm

a person, a pastor Belka that has a great, and he

doesn't do that important until that I heard that I was

that I'm saying for my name. The strange is that not was a

voice family and my family always my family always my

I've been to beaded. There was when I started to sustar me called, Allison. Where are Bevote and Carlitos? Bevote and Carlito are two tortugas that adopted with my friends to the secondary,

to whom I appreciate much more. The most inquietante of all is that my tortugas not were in house. I had left with a friend for

a time and not going to come to me to ender. Sentie a It was a frio that I recorried all the back all the spalda, but even as I responded. No, I see, don't know to look at those because

you're going to find out of, I said that, I heard, like something or someone ran to the bathroom, and it was like they're going to be a biter. The sound was aterrador, like if that thing

was still ever beforeada. No, I knew what did, so I'd to rest and, and little, the blows were cessing, until

that finally all kept in silence. I kept a good time in the ban

paralised for the fear. At least that day, I've never

to have to be to be the thing. And I think I'm not

I'm I'm not I never never never never

never never.