Relatos de la Noche - Escuchamos hablar a los perros (y otras historias paranormales)

Episode Date: December 3, 2020

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What do, community? Relatos of the Night? Thanks for accompany us, newly, thanks for to be disposed to pass. Verdadero Terror. Today we have for you five histories, five experiences paranormal

that have been with us and from us and from those that can occurrilly to any of the one of those we've heard, even those that

we've got all our capacity to imagine, to create, as the title to this entry of Relatos of the

night. Those we're just with the primary history, not since before, to record us that the best form of to support us

is to share our experience. It's now, then to enter in the world of the inexplicable. It's hour to enter to

relato of the night. It's the first that I decided to publicer in this place. Before to start,

I'm not I'm sure that I'm sure I'm veryico. No, it's for diversion or for

pass the rata that I know the I know the rules of the community but even

I'm not I'm even I'm think you this is that this socese in particular

commens it when I invited to the university to share my house

for that my my mom had bought a house in

the Chihuahua but we we're we we're we

when my my aboel, I decided to study to Juarez to start more near to be in

my mom was in prestoned even to find out of I'm sure that would be complicated to pay I

all the recivesives and that being a adolescent me atemorizable to live totally

alone. My companions were Lucy and Marisa were hermans very well

portated and amables and commed in the to make to make the house we're

very comodas, yeah that the house was sufficiently grand for that each had a few private room, and that they had in their

bayon and you, the first women were perfected, but little a little, I began to

not certain things, certain details. The first was that the two were that they were about their

room, like if themiered not dormier solas. No, I did much

But days after days after, Lucy, the major, me told her that had been to start to start me the night anterior, because they'd, a person's rodeando his auto in the cochera. What rarer, the rarer is that the cochera is that's a carlady with a portem

quite high, and, also, I had a perrower that was a much scandal when someone even was to get back. But those things that were in the patio, the cochera, all apparently, immodecured the animal.

Me invited to your church. Christian and even I am Catholic, I accepted

going to think that this would be that's tranquillisary. No passed much

for that the that needed to be I was I was a night

I in my camera and this was vibrating I sent it

for a moment thinking that I'm thinking that was

my body was a car It was a scene that's made a scene that

a second It was It was I'm I'm I'm I'm without

a single Rueue and I'm until the day I'm my mom

and I told what she She insisted in that she

was that it was that was that the time

and that it was I never I'm but I know

that not was so and those temblories dur

months. Levered the vacations and my companions were to visit to his parents, and to my brothers, that are gemelos, that in that elizabeth had 13 or 14 years, they were to pass

the verano with me. One day in the time in the way we we were to patiners, and I asked that I said to return to for one, because without them

not permit in the entry to the Pista to Yelo. My brother and I were made us in the entry of the

house, her, and she heard a girl, and my hermoney and my

mother said to that we're in the craters that were in my camera, this was she moved. When

me it was I felt the air, I never had told about what me was about what I

had been in the night's, so there there was there was there was

I'm to my abitation and in effect the camera had moved at least

half-meter. I accommoded in your place, and I tried to do make a lot of respect, to not give

a much for when it was to get to get to almost for complete of that that was I had commented

before, that house was distributed in form that I had access to the first of

the house, in this case, my men, I, had their

own their own, Well, well, during the night, I heard a griff of water abiot. Me levanted and revised the kitchen, and, yes, in effect, a key was open. I thought that one of them had been set, but me inquieted to have heard to have heard of nobody pass by my room, because it was necessary to do it to get to the kitchen.

I was to goastar me but at the few seconds I'll I'm going to this time I'm not

I'm left I'm I'm sitting and I'm and the all the chaves of the house of the

house they were ragaders griffos mangueras griffes I've gritted

my life the the gemelos curried to my bedation and the and as soon, all the water,

the water was detour. I thought in to go to-a-counter, but it was very very late, my auto no functioned. My friend, my brother's

getting downed, and I was to get to new noises in the kitchen. It was like if it was a reunion of

people, at least three or four voices, and they were so so much entered at the madugada.

That night I made and I'm listening voices that from the kitchen, I'm clear that we're not we're not we're in

a house, a little there was a old old were a terrano baldio. Those voices usurraband,

very serious the major part of the time, but also also were some when sometimes,

like if were all if they were all right. The reunions nocturnas continued

all the very and even I used to hear a campana like that

that are in the periculas when they were to come to eat or as they use in the gleecese during the misa. In fin, that winter no, it was. My brothers went and my companions returned. One night, while we'd have been we'd say that, according to their religion, they'd have to believe in those things. But no could deny that they'd have had fear, because of the semester that they'd go. not even to to share oration

because a one had had taken classes in the night we're

we're not at then never to be so so so

so all all the days we we we

we and we and we got we and

we a and the parents they're not we

we're we support to be at solace in the house. Levern't when I was a birthday. I was sent to

the cell distracted with the telephone and I'm waiting to get to the pastel. In that

Marisa went to where I was and me looked at she was he asked how

had had gotten so that the back to the I was

I was I'm I'm I'm I'm a long time just

a there, very nervous. Me said that me had been heard me, my voice, from the ba'noyingdh, and I'd be asked them in the kitchen. I went to revisar the ba'noy, and at enter, I felt the vapor of when

someone had to terminate a a-a-caiolient. I don't think anything, because I didn't want to ruin the day. Festi'am we all the Cumpal years of Luce and we took photos to enviars to his parents. At the day the next

that the Armanas were to mandarin's they were not around the car

of a woman me them they're they're not I'm

not I'm my cell and I was and not

so that other cars women all around of

Lucy and we we could say that was

a the camera because we we we we

were we about No, it was more for that she went. Include one of those photographs that I still I can't conserve. The majority has been when I changed the cellular, and I feel that is better so.

But I think in this it's to be a little bit of a word. The community, you know, with the video of the other day in the channel where they said that, when I was listening to this type of stories, could attract things to you, me kept thinking.

I hear about I hear about my work because I'm where I'm time. This day a lunace

I'm received with the news that the child of the child had renunciated. To put those

in context, I work in a clinic of physiotherapy. The chick of the cell is very amable and

very inocent. It's very young. Approximately 18 years but it was of

14 and so also is also also is too his personal Well,

To not do more rodeos, me commenter that the chica went to the doctorate to ask her

to ask her to get to her lapel the new year that was in the gymnasio. The therapists,

mirandos extrana and they said they they didn't during the turn to any new

a gendada and and also now, now for the pandemic not enter in the

the clinic. The chick insisted convinced that that she, that she was, that they were

to be if they were, but obviously, when they were to revise, no there was nobody. The person of reception only confirmed what they said the therapist. The chikas, since that day, piti was her renunciate. Counten that was a bit astustada, almost y'allando. I'm in the turn of the afternoon and not let's

to tell you, when we're to starter, we're going to make sure because we're looking the mirrored of someone when we pang us, even, before to know the little of the little bit of the gymnasia, I've read and heard

stories of you about paralysis of the dream, accompanied of visions, ruts or sentiments scalofriant, and I've said that it's totally

real. My experience has already three years in a little town of San Juan of Escobedo in Jalisco,

a place where my abuela, and at which I had to go to live a time to her for a situation of of health. The day in that I came to hospede in the room that pertained some day to my yet-difunto abuelo, in the last days of his life to be exactos. He fellacy when I just had a month of

and I'd resaltar that the room in question never caused any feelings of fear or anxiety, even knowing that was her ultimate stanza. She went to her at the hour of And there was where I percate That the only illumination that Tendor in case of necessitar her It was a series of luses of colors titillants

That rodeoed two great images religious Sitodas front of the camera In question of minutes I kept dormita Pesia that I found in a place different to the accustomed Until that in the middle of the night

Desperte with a surresalto and a sentiment of fear mixed with angustia. I was suffering paralysis of the dream. Me had succeeded in other

occasions, but not the sufficient as for you know how to be to workseer to me myself,

until I could have to open a little the eyes. In that moment,

I could observe a silhoueta. The silhoueta of a old, with a sombrero

great, like of charro, me paralyzed a seconds. No, I see in how time, seeing that

same time, but of the same a little bit of a mirabye over me. Meanwhile a little, the lights were lighted after

him. When I reactioned, I, even without to move, I re-furted the eyes,

and I tried to rest with all my forces, but it was in vano, no record any one

whole whole complete. Padre our that's in the sky. Libranos.

No, so not. Padre our that's in the year. I was

I was one and other again, and for more that I had to

my words, I not I was, I I was to get

to my eyes for the frustration when when the part

the paralice so I felt to me to move

even without a the eyes, for the fear of to be it other way, or better

even, to have more more than me. Salis, I was to hear of hear of

how all the everything was over the soil, what it was even more my

fear. I, I was with a fear, and I found I only in the

room, but in frontando my fear and and preoccupated to something

to be to be a bower, I'm rapid, with direction to her recamara, only to find her tranquillamely dormita. In the kitchen,

all was completely intact. No, I could conciliate the dream, and I went to the amazer. At the day the next, my tio came to visit, and in a tone burlone,

me said, and what? How did you? I told what said, and he only me responded, with that you too too,

you too, Intrigated, I asked to who he said and it was then that she told her

she was she had been until then the encargated to make to make to my

abel and who was a little room, abitation where had you

shus whirons, gold in the pardes, conversation and even ruses

and even ruses of the house contigua. But not you do you have to

be your abelito that only you I was he wanted to know. You know, you know, you've been seen her. Stavis'n't recently nassied, and he now was.

These words of my Tio me calmer, and I always I thought that, in effect, it was that just had passed to know me. The days restant of only were accompanied with the Rewoods in the Casa Vecina,

like when they're inmuebles, and a few, when I could not be to-dormeer, I'd listen to-oes-boces that conversed but never more I my abuelito

I've said that recently has changed that idea my abuel no used

a sombrero and the silueta that I was not anything that was the

I know to know that I know in some relates that you have

shared about about situations similar with a entity

very very very here, know about or can help

me to know what to do what or what or who I know I'm I'm

I'm that you would be very very much thank much thanks

for me good good good good all I'm

I'm my I'm a story that he just started to feel very bad of health, and my

abuelo to buy medicine. And, well, it were other times. No, there were such delinquency as now, and one could go to night. The thing is that where my papa lived, a penas had a loose in the street. In the way that would only be a poste with a lamparilla, but, before to get to that place,

he heard that someone began to call her name. He looked at a bit, but no idea. So, so he stilled, but I just had advanced some of the passos. Volvue to hear, this time with a tonne more insistent,

but, de new, all no, and he came to come to make more rapidly to get that the post with the lampara,

and there he heard the voice one way my papa back on the new to know, what he

was, what he was only were only the only the hand and a man, with a

pantalon and the the chapatos but were only the piernas with the torso

or so on nothing and he was just at the below of the poste of the

poste of my father and then he went to go to get to get to

get to he asked he was that he could be until he he could

tell me he was he but for his surprise. This no is immutto. Very tranquil, he said, No, you're preoccupies. For that rumbo

to every rato, see, appears in things like. No, so we'll go in community, as I'm going to hear, I'm going to lose, but we have a story more, the story more, the that he does a title to this relato. While, then, we recordamos that

you can't see in our social, we're going to find on Instagram and on Twitter as RDLN official. Let me with the ultimate story of today. Sigues in Relatos of the Night

I want to tell us a legend of the place where I live. Also, two stories related that were that my fatherastro and my abuel. I am of the

state of Yucatan and here abunded many legends about animals, bruchas, alushes, etc.

But today I want to tell you specifically about the legends of the perors. You know, of these legends that are you that the perils are, well, the legend has always made a little of nerves, because I have taken three mascots, and it begins, of this form.

She says that in a town here, of Yucatan, vivied a lady, a senior that had a baby almost recently a new a woman.

The she was a girl too. She was a mother

and I'm to do all the other the house but was also

very enojona and always I always was he decutable

and he said and he'd be there to be there he should be

doing he to help he always he said the same

but even even his mom had said that no did that, because a day could

have a big a big, a post. The baby was, and she

was there was there and she was a little bit of a perro, that would be a little

that would that would she was she was she was a few minutes in

to come but but at back to go to get to start and

he's heard to the she's Al-uparer and to hurry to to the house,

I'll hear of a voice masculine. A voice that was she, despite and

made of a sound to be to make to get to the psalor in two

patas meciending on the maca while the she said, the

she was she was a infarting he was a infarto that he

brought to this story many conclusions of this legend. One of them says that the perro

was going to his two patas and there were the people and they were all other says

that they said when they they were to goriar down down to the manca. This could be a little

one little stories more two stories that we're that we're that we're we've got to the perros that

they're that's the my abo and my fatherastro were peskadoes my

abuel yeah falleceo when we're little my old

my and I had to tell you to say to the little that

that a madrugated before to get to get to

the four before before that was he he

heard that in the door in the terrace they

were they were two people they they had

two perros, one called canelo, and the other that no I remember the name. The two

two almost always were in the street, but dorms there, always they were to do you.

My abuel heard a voice that said that he had not had been a

day, that had a hungry. And other was he was to that not

that was that you go to that the people that the room

were that they were that were that the she was

was made food good. My abuel, more confused than was a person who

people who was in the door to be able to be able and it and it's percat-to

that the only that were the two two perros. Ambos animals were

being fiends and almost waiting a question. My

abuel always us told this story and he he had

invented the that was my padastro was similar but in our house,

where we've still but, but, but, before it was of carton and all the noise of

out of the other, even the people that was going to the people, he was he was up

a madrugated one day he heard and he only he ignored, and so he started more so

to pass more to, the point that it was too many that was all the madruas

that he was all the someone murmurra were out Cas in our Puerre. A day with more attention

and much precaution he said that he gave a point of that those were the

people. We were two. One was was called Jack and the other of Eremi were mother and

he-he- and I know, I know some of these stories could that have been they have told

just to usustarnus but I can I'm not sure that much, much people of here where I live assure that the

people say the people. And a grand saludos from Yucatan. If you like this content don't doves

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