Relatos de la Noche - El Minotauro de la Patagonia (historia de horror paranormal)

Episode Date: January 18, 2025

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What I want to tell you, community, is something that's something that's happening just a little, during the last week. But every night has been impureing. I live in a little building of four-pices, two departments, in a zone linda of the city, of class-media. The edificio is very beautiful, but no has been the elevator, which has maintained its prices accessible, even for us, my mother and I,

that rents a department in the fourth-pice of this place. We like because it's Sure, because he's guardia at 24 hours and because it makes secure

we're sure We're still we're still We're stilliam We're never we're But all the calm

has been disvancing As far as some few days One night I went to I've got to take some

some of my carto in my yarderererer And notte a Emutte of the door. No's immutue

at verme I still observing with the attention in complete silence. I asked what I saw that I made, and I made a sign of that you guard a silence. There was a young girl who's going in front of the door. That was not possible. I saw the obscurity by the above of the door.

When someone came in the passillo, is to prend the light activated by the movement. But when my brother was he tooked to the mirylla to let me, I'd gazed to see a man major, very delgated, of sweater that's

that's leased to get to the view of the room in a while

we did we know the the lights were they're there

no way there in every there two there's near the

the stairs like our and other two to

the front to which the image if you said

a person a smithing some extremely extremely extremely

community, is that this not was only a dream. Not it's only of our imagination, because it's a couple of

nights in the chat of the city, the other one, the second-pissue, and have said to be a woman that for the

madrugated, it seems to be able to the door and activate the lights of moving, always front of

the apartments front of the stairs. The strange is that in this This building, as I said, we know all. We are very few departments.

That no way to enter, and to not get any other than to get in count, and, well, there's that detail of that the lamparas not be activated for the movement. When you have advised to the guards for that they are to revisit, they're going to do not the lights, but, no's cruises to nobody for the escalers.

We're putting us to accord to buy cameras, to see where this woman, to explain When I'm up for the night and I'll hear it to hear it. There I'm justom I'm justom by the mirror. But I have some of the other things, and uncontrollable, to open the door, to see who is that behind. When I'm not going, thinking, I'm, to relaps of the night, my life no has so much sense, community.

It's a good to be back after this pause obligated. For suerty, we're better, out of the hospital, and with the house, I'm not just to the physical, to my, to your, but to this, to the night, to you, to you. Kearme that I, I'm that I more than you,

but, but, just for favor, because it's moment to enter to a new edition of your program favorite. The story with that we we're going to we're a provadita, A content extra,

but now we'll go to the title to this episode, to a story

long, extensive, of encounters inexplicable, of entrentments with the paranormal. Maybe,

and you know, you know, one of the most impressive that we've told.

You'll understand why. So, you can the light and let you

get to get to the night. Hello, Hello, Aureel, my name is Lila. Salus to all the team of relato and to all the community,

where, at past of all our diversities, always there is a very much a very much of a good-enance. Because I think firmly that

I'm the murder, the unexplicable, of a certain form, we are all we're always in the

world. Pardon for expressar me as if, but it's my form more sincere to say that

in any other other side I'll that I can't comprehend like you. Also, my

relato is a little, a pedid of help. And you'll know what I'm referring. I've been

from this email trying to bring a call to this call you I've got to

the night since that the episode of 33 Bellas because me

he's a friend of she's from Maracruus some day I'm

going to make a country that's a person is that ago,

I've ever things that made me made sure to reavivar all my memories to a

a creature that I'm really to understand what is, that is good or mala.

In fin, I'd want to keep to know that my name

is Lila. Lila is a deformation of my appodo real, particularly because there

certain details in my story that are in miscued in investigations legal

still. I'd like to count to Uriel information for the veracity of my story, but I'd say that if you'd be selected for your narration, you know that I omitied numbers of places, and modificed names of my sercernos. The only that I can't allow to put those in context is that I'm of the Patagonia, Argentina, that region tan solitaire, that lejos of the country, and to all south, at the end of the world.

The major part of this story transcurs there, even I'm still I'm from from I'm in the capital but when

I'm not so my papa my papa so I'm back to the little bit of the mountains

of the so that's the so that my parents, the pair Adolescente, that never was, you know, it's not, you know,

with my travestia interminable, to get back, and I'm sorry, and I'm not, and I'm in, always intermittently and traveling. At the initial me accompanied my mom to the south, and then my father me was

to get back to until to my one and I'm going to bea so far as was that I used to

get my room in a maleta and a mochila so it was always during all my life.

The first I presensia the obscuridad that abit the serros around my people I had seven

years. My father I was, I was going to the few days that my mom and he

intended to do you know that we're a little bit we're in a little we've got to my father

went to work when I'm on the nightcece at the 10s of the night in this time. It's not. It's not. It's not. I'm not. It's not. I'm not. It's a to the coasts of a lag of a gigantesco, of the awas turquess,

that is very close of the people, for that we could evener looking at the stars. It was the year 2003. The lights of the

little little were back very soon for my gusto, and being a little, the obscurity started to

start me. The obscurity seemed to dragers the pageage for complete, the world behind

of us the world as long as the sorrows, they'd one over others. Only the aloe the aloe

of the coach us to be slumbrough on those few meters of the road with the tundas to the

tundra patagonica normally me inquietable the obscurity because I used imagine monsters or persons

in a rostro that me rodea are, some imaginations normal of the infantes

I suppose but that night all was sentia more real like a menace

I was a I said to repeat to my father that was a bad idea, that we'd let's fall into, but he was more occupied in discussing with my mother permitting to be a family in a future if she had a opportunity although, as I said,

never was we've been. My father is a person a good, and my mom-is-to-do-do-do-as-er is my person favorite. But, being honest, honest, we don't functioned as a family. They never were

a good pair. so, being some young of just two four, 25 years, proceeded to ignore me

during the way and they're discussing, we're getting to the situation. In

when the motor was detu, the silence a turdial, a penas interrupted by the

sound of our respirations, and the brisa that trasasasable the

camp. When we opened the doors, I heard the mormuio of the

walls to the coast of the lake. I came in a little over the soil

full of the while my mother and my father were taken down to the matta the

food and they were to tantal with the feet with the feet of many

and I sent to my stomog was a first time that I'm that I'm that I'm

making that that I'm my 28 years I'm having pesadillas

is a Vaca, I said Rewed my papa I don't I can't turn to

him the obscurity was impossible to sondeer the sky

replet of stars without a piscka of a light a light

it was a immense that it was it was sumed

to the rudos the diffid lehals finally I'm

ran a steric pidid Rogand us we're fomers.

Sentia that we're in a problem. I was in my mom tried to

me and I retroceded and blando to the door over over the car

without the without my parents. The tension me crispable the nerves

so so I peter the crasas with the arms

on the my parents at final me reganed my father I would have appreciated his gesture

to get me to get a Vialacta. But that not was what me aterrava. The bufid profound

that were longed much more long as more gross, and even would say distortionados,

not could be of a simple vaca. I was I was dying, and I

don't know I'm still a struendor my parents entering to the coach

and pured before to to run the motor, two gulfs me oversalted. Golpes in the soil, that made vibran the

coach, like if something really enormous and very pesado was doing a little bit more a phoenix. No,

you know, he was over my head with his jacket. The coach on the father no he thought,

he was to calentar the motor, as much was a necessary to do that the night.

Accelered, retrocedio to go, to go to a place on the coast and

subio to the road on the road over the pavement to the speed of the so it's

so I'm back to a buffing a ronco that son very close too, that's

too, I'm that I'm that I'm could I'm just I've contained

the alient I'm we're to the house to my abuel my

my mother was my mother was partida and A past that I had seven

years, yeah, not she was a little bit of she was a baby, and he

he was on the little I'm I'm gonna see the the old she said

and then my papa said a little a boffetada in the car a

a a little I'll I gritted that was a

night without that was that I'm that definitely that you

know that that's me mark, almost like a piece of a

old that never had never had to be a time, so they're going to go to

make me to make a time, and my father one and my father one he said,

I'm going to the material because that I was building a house a

little more of the mountain that of my old a day of a day,

a day, my father, my papa got the the house of the car was the car

the car the arm I was out with a certain nervousism, comprobating the lunar-y-blank, that appeared an enormous foe that illuminated the serros around. He asked where we'd go to my papa, with a sonrisa complice,

he said, "'We're going to be the "'n't have to be the naturalness, Lila, "'not being here, "'of where we are we others. "'Conducoed for a half hour "'for the carretera, "'saliened this time

"'for the extreme opuesto "'del we came from the extreme opupto "'delling when it was when it was "'when was a little. The Luna Jena illuminate the lago, alargating the sombra of the mountains with picos nevados that were piques nevades against the streche asphalto where we'd bea.

My papa me not nervous and he to tell me that his brother, my Tio Ali, he had been getting in things strange. The only that I knew is that was diagnosed with schizophrenia, that was maintained medicated. But my father was sure that the science medical, no

he could help. What was about tormenting, no had to be

with her head. I said that's things and I'd start to refresh my

hands and then he said, he said, he said, he said, he said, never

you never you make you to make sure that you make sure, you

make a price much more more than all the hours of your

time to the time, I said my father,

I'll I heard it, because it was to try to to send her angustia. Aparacombs in the banquina, at the road, some pastisales more altos than I were to be laxed against to one side to other for the

fertes vintos. So, my papa left a part of the alamrado of the serco, and he did an ademann as a maurdom, saying, the dames first. I tried to

reir me, but I crossed and I I began to make me a pathysal, a bit of a stout. My papa me took the brazo, and as overpassed the altitude, we started to

guide to the hill proxio. It's a new a lot famous, with a formation of coves to a one

side. To get to you, I had to be to a pardon rockoso. We put

to escalar, callied, my papa, always behind me to guard me to

a one-a-lidu-illin by the lus opalina of the luna-ann when we were at

the first of the precipice with the enormous covebats to our

back my papa back in these in these places you

could get to be people but they're still but

you can putian you imagine to see to see

there you did you do you said it's There are many things that don't have

an explanation in this world, but if you're just your fear, those things you're going to control. Your Tio Ali

no entient nothing. Never you think you never you think you do you do you

to tell you the emotion of the fear. He's just a vizue. He's just to talk to

a new new year to do after my mother, in a last of two years

where I did you did the pre-school in Buenos Aires. She was She was a cancer

Being very young He only He only He only knew That his Senisas were sparsed

after a lanch in the middle of the lake was It was

where they were and they asked and said he presented gritted and he

and he to ask you to her to be but never happened

nothing he he said I never I said I never

heard I never saw a little. I've got to admit that what me told my papa, me caused a lot of admiration. A past of my fear, I sat with the head.

In when we came, we were very very dark, almost in our mowelah sun, the portonsito of the mother of my father.

She, always delgated and with a melina of rizos teemed to rogo, fumabed a cigar and he was to

get a chal over the arms. In when we stacionable she asclair, and he said very serious to my Papa. Alice escaped to the hospital.

My father me mirrored, preoccupated and me said, "'Bachate and the house with your abuel. After that night, community,

my papa never more ever ever ever about about about things paranormal. When I went to my

14 years, I had terminated at the half of his house and me surprised you that was

that it was where they were are in the stocked of the tanks of the alfactor and a room for amazenar cajas. One of my father, and I was to ask me to ask me to ask about my father that had had been before, the woman who had died of cancer. I was held her robes,

his peluchess, his books, all those things were there up. The house of paper was a dark, and the objects always had the electricity static. I could have arthur a rleadour a part of all the things that I've been at that but I can resumir. Start debauched at the door trampera of the latic and hear passos over my head.

Oirer a voice feminine can't. Sentire that the pickaportes of the doors were jistapidavans so much were easily to perceive in a soil of the matter, as well as the rastry of sills. For that more, I'd rather pass to my tides in my mother-A-Zoo. No, I'd like to get me alone if my papa not was to be

a play, and I'd get him in the mochilla and I'd be that's allie from me. I'd know see a via via via

your coche I'd say various years that as a bomber forestal he began to work in the park

national and I'm very little to my oldie when when I was it

was like a phantasm of the person that when I was when I was I'd

I'd just to get me in arms for all the other lads, and was carinoos and jugged with me. I'd been a little young, an adolescent practically, but now, was a person of a delgadence,

infirmisa, with a rostro that denotable the borders of her calaver. He'd ever to my mother-A-Suh, she sat down in the room

and she'd get to alpickar with an water that my abuela prepared to irving certain plants. Mully a semillas, apply acety,

and hervia all with rams of plants. Salpicabicab my tio and recitaburations. Then, he sat down his sui, and I'd have to orarer, with a rosario of madera that involved his hands and the muckees and my tony. A-beces me sat down to restar too, but the sensation denser that emanated in the place

simply me terminated suffocating. All right, if I knew someone, a man. A man who I'm going to call for his appo of the infancy. Menta. The Menta, he said, I don't recall exactly for what motive. Never had to have been to have that maleditit-sicotic. Represented a moment of vis-sagra of my existence, where all of

bad and worse. Me presented with her junta, a group of the chikos that They were meniciated in the cigarrily, the alcohol, the mariguana. Some of them even were quaterers, of those that are to robing a ganado. One was ejected of how many cabals had robbed, those which were transported and revendied in other provinces. I knew certain bars of the area, where you can't imagineers the class of vibra, of malmurity that they'd have.

I'd have forced me in the school. I began to to play with my parents I thought I could get a world

for the menta was always always always when we we're we're

circular two bottles and we surcue and me shusurro and that

puttas that that poor Christian will to terminar with the

head over abirta disparramed from the asphal menta

with a certain asco but he's He was he was also of the ombroes. No, you think, he's jodd, no a rizabeth. Apprenta, learn new chistes.

He said, trying to apparent that no affect what I had said. But Menta, sonrhoed, a way that always, alarm. With that car, as if it was allupeer all, even of me, what I have put to? If it's up to me, termine the year, you're going to

do a favor. It's a good. As I wanted to be a very, not be less for my place, as the only woman of the

group, I accepted. I don't find captures of the news for the years that passed, but

in the 2013 there was a persecution policeial in the town. The

coach ended up and stralliating under one of the rockas

gigantic that soon appear that the He was out of the expedited. Hewledo

with the head against the asphalt. Kledando only a disparramed of his

body. It was like the Menta me was going to do you was in

Buenos Aires. When my Tia, Bail, the only her mother of my father

was he told after his visit of vacations to my abo

a un a stof a frio me petrifico in my look at

the message of Menta you you're you're to have to

do favor. Cabe to start that that same year my father took an accident

of a convicting to the company and he was he was the team of the park

national, but fortunately all were illesos. I costed a little to go back to get to

my 17 years, especially because he had known a very special for me. We

we're just we're getting like menos in the airport. That if I had had been

about the thing of Menta until that some months more later, he appeared

for the porton of the car of my father. It was very deteriorated. One of his eyes

had partially in the scler amaryienta, infirmisa. Edia alcohol and a little to

urina. His rope was disaliniated, sucia, and a bit abrigated to

go to go to the first nevats of the year. Resopled all the air of my

interior with fastid to be I was awayed of all of allos, but there was a manned, waiting. You thought that I would forget? Me asked,

arastraining the words with difficulty. It was like the drugs had eaten the brain. No could dissimulate the asco and the disconfiance, so he said, I don't to talk a a little.

That's horrible. Mastay to feel me offended, in reality, me allivio that that he said that I would say that I'm still being but being an adolescent that I thought that I was had to all that I decided to go with him

what class of favor me to be to be to be it to help to roba that he'd come to a visio this is a part that me custer I'm a realtor and part of my mind is a little to rememoration but I recall the the streets, while anochesia. The

light anarangada of the city, reflecting the arrasras around. While we were

going to a vanita down the mountain, passing by the tautas into the malleza

reseca typical of the tundra, and I passed to my primittos, the three his chitos

of my Tilly, that are in the little in the market, they were

they were allusus and were in sentient in sentient put in

give time to to salute to the distance. Menta me a purrue and it ended up

a cigarrillo and I saw that I saw that my chambra in my cellulah and I

think that the first that my father of the work, and that not you

to be to come we're a half a whole silent silence

until we're to get to the times that I went to

the back to hours that I'm not you I

didn't But it was the sendero that we took for that picnic nocturned, that termed abruptly when I had seven years, when I was heard for the first time. If not you say to where we go, me going, me go. The corte amenta, trying to occultar that was in panic. Never had regressed to that zone since then.

Milles of times returned to the lake, but never for those caminos. And mentas surreau rea of me, signallando me with the cigarrillo. That, that you've got to ask us a year ago. Me,

Menta, in series, me go, me last I'm I'm, he's he's a circled me to

a postado, like in inspection an apparate that doesn't know how it's

to go to you, I'll get to help us there, no, nobody in this part that I'm

Crayed, officially, I'm going to Craying, almost I'm trying to the fury. I would have wanted to have

something to defend me and I'm right, but Menta had a more rapid or more more strong than

the light of the city in constant cresimient and you don't get to

all over the silence is going to just to still to still the silvido

of the Viento constant of the Patagonia. Menta came about and de

prune to me preto the braced to be to get to get to but I made a

gesture to keep you to work a little alomada that I did I did it

the sender pedregos with the coast of the silo to be

a stuett to menta he was I'm I'm mitten

and I kept as as as a spiel I

shusurry what what you can't make you of

Once, so you'll just be in peace. He smiled and he made a gesture with the head in direction to the fogata. And I'll just to say, and her smile to my part. His smile now, I was fine, me gave a favor. And was sinister, disfigurated, with dents, podridden. I sent me much repulsion, but at summing me in direction to the lake, me extrano, that no, there was nobody.

I thought that, surely the fogata had been prepared, menta, that nothing more I'd just to be astutarm me or robber me in the worst of the

case, so I went and I didn't even even even to cut me or do you know the

manned the peltudud of menta yeah I'm here I'm that's a tone of

a burl a bit of a situation tense in that I only had metied I'm

never had had to have said to have had to be had to be to have to have to be

to have to have to be to be or call the police to oint'all. A sound of chopotee in the lag made to start from the sult. Then another, whenying of the lomas.

Then another. And another. If it was menta, had to have a velocity extreme to move from one side to another, like if it were many people asercand'se. Look in all directions,

and I get to perceive the risa of menta, but much, much more more than what I thought. So he, So he, surely he was going to

he was escaping, I'm trying to go where I'm but the sound of the

stances to me made to return. The obscurity was the

more, the light of the light of the rockas that contained the panes of the same

that the pastes, and that the footier was to be my back. One profound, cavernoso, retumbed in my entrains with

a vibration spantosa. A buffito distortionado and horrible that now-missue to look at the eyes of the tears of love-dreamers-de-pavore when I was a buffing like a toro, the noise of a buoy or

something similar. Because that I was a-bo- I was super-ronka, forsosa, like something that was forced to make to understand.

event paranormal that has lived is a little he has been a much times that's been that's

that I'm hailed the feet, what I know that I know that's completely

solo nothing that's to hear that that saying that

so it's in my direction with a dozen of other other

other other other people I'm and I gotcha abacked

my rodillas my when I'm beginning to to cry to a pavour

I could perceive the vibration in the the vibration of something supermently pesable

going to a space to me a little more more defined but

definitive what was not was a lorid of me

desolok making making make to make to come a

silhouette a someone totally calo and Delgadess Amelica. It was my Trier Alie. I threw a navaguerre on a man and me

agarrored of the brazo, sin to start to carry, arrastramed to me to a corner of the circle. We started to puttied on the water congelated of the lago. The frio was

to getrotar the feet, but not was able to minored the marcha. My Tio Ali made a effort for hauled me, clearly reprimmient

the toce and the malestaries of the effort of of someone that can be able to be. We got to the area of the coast that for

fin had illumination Naranja of the carretera. Submium the loom and we recing when trepam the vanquina of concrete us paramos to take air. My Tio Ali

was a bag, a presurado and without a pudor. Me sojeted and he abrasso, temblando, aterrado. I still in

state of panic corresponding the abrassonien the abrassos but as not could be to beattatt the obscurity

total of where we didn't, we didn't much time. My Tio Ali me solded in a And we started

To start And so on To get to To get to I'm not I'm gonna I'm gonna I'm gonna

I'm gonna After a After a half hour We got to My Vola Su Where my Papa

I'd I'm sat down on the Mesa Never I've been Ranojado but no

me reagano Sollently me He just me Abraso He's The demand to propin'

A coyeha Ago Ago but he Contu My Abola Su me

He was to go to the baio. Mewoh the Coveyrethewa, that had an great aroma of sandalow. Rezable between dintes, while I pinnabre, while I'd cover all my my hair long with the water, but then I started to

sacudder me in the robes with the air. When I went to the bathroom, no my my father, and my my Tio Ali, were there, my abuel directly

and me left to the sofa. Me gave a mudd of the rope and me said that me asked her. And me He was also to the amazer.

Me made her blouse and the abrigo over the pyjama, and my papa us passed to to be able to get in the coach.

We went to commissary. I don't want to enter in details, but Menta

was present a night in the calaboos also. My Tio Ali was there

was there. The things were surecied my papa and my Tio no took

more repercussions, and also there was there a cause penal. All right.

All right. All right. Although I think if my primos not had been seen, the children of Ali, maybe I

would even still be here, writing this story. A despite of all, I felt extremely

culpably. During that my abel, my abel and I went to the other

extreme. From, the side of the south, where we were

we're in family to pass the times, where the water crystallina

no I caused a fear. Comparmous some coffees and media lunas. Caminam us on the

coast between the and we sat down. She was very serious and knew that all the regaion that would be would have mercedo.

But then she quitted the zapats and he commenced to come back to the water. Entroed discalsa

to a past of the temperature elated, a past that those turquess

provened from the desyel of the mountains. She came mojando his

fala, his caras thermics to the knee. Her melina roja flotable in

the wind and in that instant I the rumors, the rumors in the people about my

family were the ladies my abuel, the accusations in the

social, the cuchuchios to our back at our back on the supermarket. My

Abuela, Sue, is a bruce I, was a a dont for down

to get me a 17 years. I made a hand of the hand to

make a hand I'm I'm the water and I'm and I'm

and I'm frote the hands and he he said that never

never never never never never to be that never

ever to never used that never that was a

last for to to to to get to to

Various murders, they're going passing in my family. It's so the pain that I am I am able to be a

profoundize in details. We don't a crime in the family where one woman was disappeared in

the frontera with Chile for various days. My Abuela, Sue, I was

said in every fiber of his bones where it was, but the

authorities not were hearing I'm I'm Buenos Aires during those moments, for what I could do more than to maintain

communication telephonic, more than to hear my abuela of angustia for interminable days, until that the body of the victim was encountered. My abuela, after the feminicide of

her sobriene, of which I'duntary a photo of the news in the media, perdi her much of her force. Yeah not

he tini the hair of rojo. It's more delgated, fuma more cigarrilloes, is, he'll forget

of who we and he calls several times for a year to get in my

birthday years. Investigating a little in the people, me said that

my old my my Tio Ali, they were paying prices

for metters to get to something to like, the

minotauro that that can come in two patas that is enormous

that I sure has a head of Tora after the

Tora of my there was another incident that involucra the ex-spons of my Tio Ali. It seems that in a play at Pune, of a sudden, appeared a arm black and, well, she resulted victim in evidences of that. And so, have been transcurringing the years, where I see deterioration more and more

every that I've ever since Buenos Aires. My Tio Ali is so delgado that could be arrasar his cintura and to talk me the codos. All right her hair is all of his hair and now has been dented. But, to be so, I know, in peace, like, you know, that's not to lose. She's dedicated to his children,

from what can do, after what can do, after after long, yet he still has been interned, discapacitated by her schizophrenia severe. In 2003, then a constant ratche of, say,

a mal-suarty, suffer an assault near my house. And, and even my life had this sensibility to the paranormal, I never I've

I never knew the desire to maldecy to to nobody but this robber me arroino for complete and I know

who was I know who was a little bit of a poca-muntah that lives near my

house in the barrow that maybe I'll I'm that I'm that you

but you never he said that's so so so so

I'm so a person that's the desire to the the more, of that

would be more a form spantosa and such an ira, that violence set of vengeance,

and is that me robb things that were precious for me, but for a ladron no has

any no, he got the cellar, the oricolars or the tablet,

only my bolso with puras pertenances of personal, that's my odo

that I came to I'm to know, with a the mountains nevadas, in the Patagonia, an enclave occult where there is cestepet, aguas crystalline, and all seems a manantial of peace. In middle of those waters,

there are always a silhouette with cures, although I don't get to distinguish it, for the presence of a nyebla, that is atlasluse with the alo-dorado of the sun. So I dreamed with this city various times, standing gravely infirm, getting to to stung to stung,

getting to get to fall of a fever. But recently, with that odio un-controlled that made

that's perpent rastrero and covarde for fin his car extended a hand, and me

he said, my mom had entered to my house with my house with my house, and I'm

to get to- the tux, and me helped a clinked to the From the same, I've got my health and I'm more I'm But I'll do all the days, resigning incansablely to God, for that I quiar me and help me to navigate these emotions of

Odio, of gira, of resentment and desperation for a vengeance cruel and horrible that me abruman constantly. I told me to my mom of all this. She said and me told her something that melo the Sanger, what is that spina if it makes to think

to think if it is really something a malvado what abit to the Patagonia. When I had seven years, a little after that night when I was heard for the first time, my mother me led to a place to a site archeological near the people,

a place of the one could give many details, and is that any Argentine with the knowledge of zones touristic, could detectar the instant of what it is that. The important is that

I termed separating to my mother, entering and out of the that were in the sites of security, and me he found out of things that she had not had. Me asked her, I was doing, and I said that conversed with the creatures that were the owner of the house.

My mom made me quixinger, agonized, as that he came to a coordinator of the space, and he thought that no raganarer for to let me trespassar the limit permitted, but was the guy who turned to contradicient to my mother. He said that not subestimed my don't, that As a archaeologist, I could be sure that that was an enclave sacred, that no devia to appreciate what was manifesta

there, and I, a little, had a suerter to perceive. What I'm very strange is that, in the form of that that is what that is about the people, to the tundra of the north, never heard of him probably with a man. I feel that would be very simple to describe it as well as a I don't even person, but nobody does. Dicen that my family

paid prices for their actions, but I think that we're just people deprimed, unferrous, maybe even just as sadist and quite miserable, only that.

So, so, community, Uriel, I'd like know your opinions. Pardoning that me resguarded in the unimato,

but I'll bet you He elige my story. If you let's get my pedido of help, I'll let me. I'll hear her. I'll hear his critiques and his recommendations. All what you have to say me. Maintainse sure, for favor. Quid them to those people amaders.

Much love. And God. God, God, bestigas, always.