Relatos de la Noche - El nahual de Navolato y otros encuentros paranormales

Episode Date: May 12, 2023

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Very good nights, community. We're going to hear the best way that we're going, without any concern, for that they're going to be able for the stories that we're prepared for you. In this episode,

relato and experiences that will be doubted of your decepticism. You atreves to hear you? Apaguer the light and get you to get it. You're starting in the next. Relatos.

The night. I always hear you your program, while I'm working in my office regularly of the night. Me, they're just in the re-lats of the relato of Naguales, as I have my own experience at respect. Well, no is precisely my, but, but I'm, I'm from my family.

I'll change the numbers, but I'll tell the story and how my abuelo. We're from Abolato, Sinaloa, and, and, and, many years, they had many stories about bruchos, bruchas, and naguales, Although, yet

not so it's rumored that's his abuel that's my fatherabuel

that's a man was a man who was a girl in a old old

she was her mother her and they've had a

little she had a mother she was a mother she never

knew she she never was a person very promiscua

and the days to have a his husband he was her

she was he got to the house he was he was he

he was he was he was he was he he was apparently for

ever for ever never they for so they

thought he had had to live to live

a mother he a men a last a last

a I was not dormied in a maca, and when my Tatarabwella came to give to eat her own not was there were only they were the whewas of a perr or of a coyote that were very common for that place. Corrie to pay her sono and

he wascaron for days without to beancos, crevying that a coyote so he had left, that, that's graciately, he had been made to eat. But in the days the next few the next is

a rumor they said that by the people between the parcels of maize it was

the night of the night of a little but nobody was that he was

that there in that that was where it was where was there a wall, a world that

we call Kappoole Kamechin. Clara he commented to this rumor to his armory

that in the night with other the same of the family, he entraned in the parcels with an arm and various machetes. And effectively,

a penas at a secarcercer, they started to look at the long as they were in the capulet, more furtive it was heard it. At the time that the immense

arbor, notarer that their raises were enormous, so that had had been out of the earth, forming coveas

between them. And there, in one of those caves, She was a baby And, and she

It was my Bissabuelo But all To care to Tomm you, They were A grunied Firtte

It was a Acko Aesahe That in his four Pats was of the Altura

of a One of brights With a occo with afilatos Dientes He was

There's above of the Arbara Andra Ander Armas He was

Amasasas He He did He Disparo In many occasions

without any exit. And that the perro did a salto, fell on on the other of them. And then

he was the more close, he was to be doing with his patas. The perro launched a

foot of and he went to a parcel much high. Various men

entered on with machetes and I'm being he was being

he was not they were not the catarabuela came running for the baby, and there was over a

camera of the ojas, between the coveba formed by the raises, completely sano, without any rascuio, despite of having been more than 15 days, perdido. In a count of the gual and a titarabuelo, not those were ever, since embargo, to the days of that soceso, an amigued of the family that

had been coming to the voyage of Masatlan, they asked what had passed with Jose and is that he was he was he was in he wasatlan very demacred

and mal-eried he said he was he he could help he could do a rite to the return to

but he he said that no that had had been out of because some the

men had wanted that he had been he had he he had he saw he

he had he had had done the ballazzo My Tataroula thought that had been made a pleading

for some problem that had had been certainly for a womaniergo until

that after after after they got to those rumors what he said

to it said it she was a gual she she never had

heard she never was she but it was there

when came in when it when he he said he

he he he did I to robar after

his Mewert, was convinced that that that perro enormous, that perro-negrove, was the husband, who was the father, who was her fathered to her baby for almost two months. I don't know how to start with my story. No. I don't know how it works, but me intrigue the idea of to share with what I occurred. What I'm going to tell you is the story of my mom. And not we don't have tried to write to write them because it's a story quite peculiar.

I'm going to share. I'm parted, then the message of my mother. Good Noches, Community of Relatos of the Noche. I'm a fiel fanatica of your program, as well as my children. Precisely for them I'm atrego to to share my story. All right when I was in the year of 1999,

just when I used to course the last semester of the licensiatura. Me encountered in examines final, and as part of the qualification, I had to present a work on the platform political of a party. I remember that it was too

tardy. The reloge mark exactly the 3.5 of the madrugada. There decided to parer my project a rata. Terminarer to the morning of the day next. And is that in some hours, my mother would enter into my recamara

to realize the routine of all the days. I was trying my work in the antecomedor of my house, because the reglars there always were

very strictas and we could use the commedor to do you the table. The antecomedor was at the final of what would be the plant-bacher. To get to him, you need to pass

for the comedore and the kitchen. Well, well, I recoged my tiradero of papers in where I had made made made the barrador of my project. I was all in my mochila, and I paged the first of the three lights that I had to

go apagando, conformed the recorried to get to the escalers and to my abitation. In-conto, I'm When I paged the light that was just on the Mesa of the antecomedore, I took the sensation that something or

someone, me was looking fichamently, sent me, I felt a temor, sent it like if the invitation to be made to be a little more little, I felt like if the

obscurity me comia a little, I tried to not give the importance, I tried to just continue. When I came to the kitchen and

I paged the other light, I sent a frie inexplicable and the sensation of that someone

was always more. I was more more than I ampsure to continue. Entre to the commuador.

Practically I bented my mochila and rapidly I'm I'm at the skinner to bring

the ultimate the last the room that was the door to the door.

My escalera was of made a form of semi-caracol that

was just to the door of the room in the division of the

cell in the moment not he did importance but I'm

perquet that the door was that was rare

that my mother always always I decided to

do a light I'm much I'm much I'm

much the one was the one the one

I just just Like if the Scuridad me were I'm I'm going to

like I'm like she me made a part of she's I'm so I'm the same

as the way the end the and just I'm heard the I'm

that someone I'm a voice that was that's that I'm

Nancy Nancy I'm I'm I'm that I'm that she's

to have her voice very vaguely. Thinking that was she she was she said, I'm back

to checkar me I'm a little to be under the escalon. I mean very clearly

how one person was out of the bathroom repiting my name.

As me I was on the curva of the escalers, decided to be

back to use the escalones and that siluette was

there was that the And the darker. Moma? Pregunted. After some seconds

eternal, the sunbra was approaching to the escalars, and when only no separated that curve, I could see

that was a person of a black, of piece to a head. Mom? I,

I, again, to ask. She moved the head and she said, no.

I did I did know that no to talk the escalons

I'm not a not a not a mom I'm I'm up

up you and get to the pass in the there was

I see I and I got I gritty to

my father to I know I don't I

know I did you I got on my my mom

to my mom and my mom puss alcohol in the naris. In when I recupered the

knowledge, I started. A woman, a woman vestida of black, tapada of the car,

me called for my name. My father, a man a man, a man, a man,

of incredulity for the paranormal, me took to the arms firmly and he said,

Nancy, here no there's nothing. I'm a manor and in that moment

me percat that that I was in the room with us. My papa said in that moment, why my brother not had

had been to see what was to be. He put to the foot, and in when it was he heard a gritty a gritty to gethanna from his recamara. My papa

came to a price to find her car of terror of the poor. No, I'd to repeat that a woman of a negro,

parada to the feet of his camera, he had had been just with the my

my my my father then my and my father revisited all the house without absolutely nothing,

nothing like that we've seen, my brother and I, and this only was the first of many of many socese for those that

had to go back before, and to go to my parents. No, they need of the panic, of the terror

that caused for many years. Thanks for read me, and I hope that you can pass a good night,

that no They don't find anyone in the escalers. That nobody those call for their name. And thanks for continue here. If you don't

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we're still in this night. Hello, to the community. I'm Elizabeth of Pachuka-I-Dalgo. This is another story that I want

to share with you. I was, I did with one before, but this is maybe the most me has terraced in the life and there's something curious.

Many times when I'm listening to the stories I'm going more details of things that have happened.

First I want to tell you some details of my family of that moment and how we we'd

for that my my sonor was a particular and there at the other than

she was with a family in a houseita firm but a tach of

a mina I mean my Suegros and my Cunado And when my I'm He was born

He said I'm My husband My baby and I My Bebe and my my son

My Suegr was never times For the night To be my Suera

was always The bed Always She's That's sure you That's

She'd I'm a Sheerer a Moma Primerisa My Cuanian So it

He Rousousous He's He's the type of person That It's the soledity of those hours to work. But I'm going to talk to a night, in that all

happened different. It were the first days of December of 2015. I was record because that day peleaed the canelo, although I don't remember with who, but my husband was watching the play in the camera and my cuniado in the cell. My Suegros just had been gone to to sleep.

I was rulling to my little. It was cargave and he cantable, but no more not he could be to sleep. For seconds, it seemed to dormit to, but when he was to restable in the camera, she waspirted with a jant of much sentiment. Only was calmed when he was to carry. Passed minutes, passed hours, and eventually, yeah had been dormied all in the house.

Tired at four of the morning. Noted that the baby bea fiddily at a corner. No important where he moved it. He was to look it to keep being to there, like if someone he was talking

I'm I'm I'm going to I'm not a question to my husband

my husband and he said and he said to that he did a

cross of the front but that I'm a

little I don't I'm I'm he and I'm I'm

I'm I'm he and I'm not he to start. Aung-a my finger my

my head with the language and I formed a cross in the front of the baby. I'm to restar.

For these altars, I was very tired. My my my were to

start to start to start. It was a good time when I felt

something very very strange, something that I don't know

to explain as my body would be respond to,

as if something that my arms to let him to get, but with much

effort, I'm I'm put to my husband, that I was to go to the

baby in the camera, that I felt that I would to be to be

to be not to be not to be to be to get to the

corner, to get to the knee to get to the

body to something, something, something I, something to I was

that I that he no he let's let her in the camera and that for no reason me were to do not know how to explain what I sent me but the message was completely clear and I was

I don't know how time it was when I heard a kind of a chiquido very very desperate that that so me made reaction and my

husband also and my husband came in the moment that I was in of the moment of that he had been in a species of trance to I, I tried to resisted during all the night. My husband's

he was up to a salt, saying that me was talking but that not could get to get him to help us, that he was trying to that his santo, that he would have to open the eyes and

get to be able. And I, even a few without forces, I went to my my little to the camera. Me sent me

abrassandoling very very strong, protect it. My sposo, without went to

the patio, I heard he was for the escalera and he was to get to be

to he said, he said, he said, he said, he went very preoccupied, I was

to take the scopetta of his papa, when he turned to the back in

the kitchen, and for some reason that even he doesn't he took,

he, it's new account and he he was to use to

the time to be a little very extra something that's He said that that was what was revolk. All in the house

were alled a covice to tap to my son and I pared all the juices possible. My husband now was for the scopetta. Allied behind him. My baby began to to cry again, with much sentiment. And my husband

out there outwintered to fire one and other and other But the TIRS never Salier Like if Al-a-Torra That's

Cropetta What whatever That was there One moment to Other, disappeared

We'll Let's see her Lethams To see it My SOUros Me My Woges My

Noororor That's When I heard When you heard the Sonis of Raskunos in the

Laminna Decid We've Bautis My Hige I'm The The next

end of the second the same time, but we're we're

we're every night for the night to get to get to know

that they're what was that was that was or at least we we're

we're I'm I'm clear you that it's a

colony very centric of Pachuka so so so

you think in they you and for To be in a city, you know that you're

a salvo. Piencelo two times. No, you confies, over all, if you have with you a baby without a

baby without. Ten a man tigeras. Ten a the man, salt, and always listen to the

other the other that you are more ridiculous that you are, for more that you're even after this,

you've been a person Thank you for my story.