Relatos de la Noche - La Bruja de los Caminos de Texcoco (y otras historias de brujas)

Episode Date: April 17, 2026

Historias reales de brujas, encuentros paranormales y sucesos imposibles ocurridos en México. En este episodio de Relatos de la Noche, viajamos por caminos oscuros, colonias silenciosas y casas donde algo extraño parece observar desde la oscuridad. La primera historia comienza en un camino de terracería cerca de Texcoco, cuando una familia regresa de madrugada después de un baile. Lo que parecía un simple bulto en medio del camino termina revelando algo que ninguno de ellos pudo explicar… una figura imposible que todavía hoy persigue la memoria del protagonista. Después escucharemos una historia recopilada en Guanajuato sobre una aparición que llegó hasta la puerta de una casa en medio de la noche. Los niños que estaban dentro jamás olvidaron lo que vieron cuando abrieron. Y finalmente, una experiencia que ocurrió durante un apagón en una colonia tranquila. Una silueta aparece colgada de los cables eléctricos de la calle, balanceándose lentamente… observando las casas oscuras. Tres relatos que exploran encuentros con brujas, presencias extrañas y fenómenos paranormales que siguen sin tener explicación.  — 📖 Ya puedes conseguir nuestro libro en librerías físicas y digitales. Búscalo en tu tienda favorita o sigue el enlace para México: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/ España: https://www.amazon.es/Relatos-noche-Novela-Uriel-Reyes/dp/8410442205/ Chile: https://www.buscalibre.cl/libro-relatos-de-la-noche/9789568883270/p/64600265  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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So if you passers for a echo of scour this night, take much, much care, so, if you'll listen at the final of this episode. As much you're dendres, more possible is that

is that's the second protagonist of relato the night Hello, O'Oriel, is the first time I'm

called Gustavo and I'm a fan since since a year and this podcast has become in something I'm going

to go to the university or when I'm doing what I'm doing what I'm this relato can come to get to

send to a litsi my novi that's a night. Actually, I have 24 years and I live in the state of Mexico. This what happened when I had, I think, 13 years. That night my family and I regress about a music on a ballet in Texcoco.

For that not be from Mexico, a ball of those that I'm when a groupation to talk in a little place and the people enter to to a play or to take a little, while I listen to the music. The ballet was two of the morning. We'd go to regress to house, my abuelos, a tio, and I. I'd be in the part of the back of my abuel.

My abuel was who were who were who'd in some moment of the way to get to be done. Or like, a few minutes before to get to

the house. I'd a great to my abelah to my abel to my abelio for a frugate. For another

to go to their perkieres. I've seen the voice of my abuel that's allterated, me incorpourer to see

What was what was going? What we saw that night is something that I'm custer to explain. In the middle of the road, there was something that was a little bit of a little bit of a little bit more. But conformed us went to start with the lights of the car, we made out of that not a bulto.

It was a woman, a geishita. It was pincada in the soil like if he was going to or doing some type of ritual, but what

what he left was, was her his head. That woman

had had cures of venado. As as it didn't

seem to not an accessory or not was a garro

or something that was not was the cuer

and was very clear it was that were

that were directly directly of the craneo. My abolo said he lulled the car, but not so I tried to pass her on the same. Termin't passing by one

side, very close, but without to touch her. There, to me took her very close because it was at the side of my ventana. I remember perfectly. The woman sealed incada, completely quiet. There was other thing that then she was thinking much. The woman was just front of a domicilio that we all know

in the zone a house where rentable carmions to tourism. The rare was that the children

of the house had been about a time were in a second or not

so maybe it has nothing to be but I don't I can

I'm to mentionar to and is that after there

nobody didn't nothing during the rest of the the way.

We came to the house and every everyone went to do with but but the

morning the morning during the day of the mother us did a new

very, very very very very the the children

of the men had appeared but but I don't

with no with My life. Nobody in my family had been explained what we did that night. If it was a brute, a kind of nagual, or something else. My family still being sceptica, but I don't I can't take it to the head that image.

The other woman in-mede in the middle of the way, with cairns of venad, with a cairns of venad. The community, the next story is special, because it's with a message and I'll I'll read a continuation. Hello to the team of Relatos of the

No, my name is Mirna and I'm a name of my my son of my little bit of a friend of

your content. No, he's not yet any part of the year past, as part of

a project school, he wrote a book titled, My Family Paranormal, in where

he wrote stories of the success Paranormal, that This project has a great impact in their community, as he did he look to acercared to the lecture.

Let's do you know one of the stories that most they liked and that form part of this book. This story is her her abuelita, we're also originaries of Gondacoato Capital, a place full of stories and legends really impressive. For him, it would be a dream-to-reacted reality

to be reflected his work of hours and hours in the voice of Uriel. Oh, I hope that the history of our family can be part of the relaps of the night very very pronto. And, well,

so is how my great community, a continuation I present this story that recopiled Emiliano, to whom we're really

for this work and that did you see to her abuel. I hope that. When I had around

nine years, my family and we moved to live to a area a area of a trasladera of the Panteau. From our house

we could have the Panteon of Santa Paula. In this time, it was not barreded as now, so that from the time were in the stumbas

and the trees of the cemetery. It was a area very little poblad. There were just some

houses, the majority made with carton and lamina. No, there was service of

electricity and not water, and everything, it was a bit pretty precarious.

Even as my papas decided to get us to live there because they've had been the opportunity to buy

a little terrain. With the time, that was full of people, but in

those years it was almost a pretty mountain. The way we had to get

to get to the house was a completely dark when it was a

night. No had alumbred public and around there only had malice

and gerba and grew up all the land. The humidity of the terrain made that all of always always in theodado and solitary. My father would

to work all the days, like in any family. When that my mom had to be a cargo of my

brothers more small. As I said, I had nine years, and me kept to care to my brother,

Victor, that had five, to my brother, Leonor of three, and to my my hermanita Carmela,

that in that then had seven months. Passed the a little time, and in the house or in the

little patio. My mom normally regressable around the eight of the night. In reality,

not it was too the dark that was in the area, it was it was a night.

Veran, one time we were like always and running between us when we we were

to start to hear a person to learn to the but it was a laddried normal that

one I'dcuched in the It was a laddrito desperated, like when something they're very nervous. That was the

first that was really that was a attention. At the same time, my her manita

Carmel started to try to try to try to help her. After a

time, I thought, I thought, that was just an animal passing for the

mountain. For that moment, we were still so it was always to be

always to always to always to illuminate the house. We still going a rata more while he was trying to distract a baby for that he'd beware of

to cry. Have you passed a half hour when our perrito, that's called Mickey, he was

to comportarse to form very strange. Mickey was a little perro but very protector. Any noise

that heard he had made to get that inmediate. This time he started to rasper the door

with the patas while awed and I had the same time. It had a scandal like if could say we'd have asked us to

something. At the principle, no we did much case, but then then was something that

was a very nervous. The bells were on the same time, like if someone had

soplored in the room. All right. All right. I intended to maintain the calm

for that my brothers not be so much they were said that I've been a raffa of the air

and I'm trying to try to begin to bring the bells in this moment

I'm saying to hear rascuons in the the was a sound very,

very, very clear as if someone was someone was that was the

first that maybe was that maybe I'm I'm sure I'm did it

could be he because he was I still on the part of the front of

where I'm doing my men and I don't know we're not we're so we're

we're something that the end of the door and the window and it started

to collar a light a light a light and it like

the light all the moment all the same time they're

they're listening they're like a like a the fourth. The

gulpes were fertes like if the animal were trying to enter. We're getting completely atentous to what was going when they were

a point they were a little, leantos, just heard, I thought, I thought that maybe was my mom that had

had come back before the normal. My brother and my brother, Leonor, they were after me when I went

to the door. Victor intented to open her, but I was detue.

Wait, I'm. No, Abras. He said, but the three we're so

we're trying that we're trying to the door almost the same time. Parada front to

the door was a woman. Parada front of the door was a

woman illuminated her light of the light of the dark and a makeiress a lot of

a cargated that you had to Her hair was platinado for the and heavable

a vestigeable and he and he kept on one second and then with a

voice very soft he asked he said, he know, don't know there

there's there there's my little he was to be I'm

I'm I'm I'm no, no, sir, for here not you're

in Baileas. All is all. The woman inclined the head, and he attempted to look to get into the house,

and the space that was in to the door and us. And then he asked, they're

alone. I don't know to take a valor, but I said the inmediate. No, and I was

the door to golpe. Intented put the brooch to assure her, but me trembed

the hands that not didn't get to the while it, and I aletheos were,

Gulled the door with force. The light yellow was to collars

for the rendicas. Finally I got to put the security. It was

all of a repent. My her and was still and I

had been trying to out and then then then silence. Much

Silencio. The only that was the only thing was the only thing was the the yant of the baby.

It was so a little time until we our mom to get, some minutes. She took the door and

us called to the we were to we didn't we could open, but when we heard

we knew she was she was she was she was she was she was very alterate

when we're and then blinging and she asked what had been asked what was when we

did the mother my mom was very nervous and us said something that

she was even more asusated. She also she also had seen a woman, but she had

seen with a rebos covering in the head, hidden at the house when she got to her

a little after my papa. When my my mom he told the whole he said

that I've had been a guyin enormous more great than a guacholote parada in

the arbor of Zapote that we had been to the house between

the two were to the conclusion that probably it was a brother. My papa saw you with a

pietra to try to espantarla but no, there was nothing. Only the light of the luna and that silence. My mom commenced to

and he said, and she was a god and brought up all over the door to the window,

and the window. After that the night passed without that would not go to come a

I decided to use it. For the morning, my papa sailed as well as well as we used as a fosom we used as a drainage. There was when he found something a strange in the earth near the house. There were whewas, like if an animal had

had comeinado around the night. My father said that, surely had been the Bruchy, and that same day more than, the next time, the other people

found something that us left to all that all To be pressurgeoned, a few minutes of our house passed a little rollo. There, in that rollo, they found the corpeceto sin-vied of a baby recent-nacid. What the most called the attention of the people was that, they said, The body no had no blood.

Much of the decinoes were to say that, that surely was arounding a brute. And all, All of that night that that that she was a little

time. They've passed many years since then but when we record we remember us

still we're still it's probably a lot of thinking in what could have been that she

a woman to the that we opened the door. What has

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All those who use on Spotify can't do it, although not have premium. So, you know, we're nominated in the category of terror and top-de-tops. Thank you, because this nomination is for

you, as for you, as all the good that has passed. In serious, much thanks. Continuums with more stories this night. Me called Angel and

I'd write, because since time I've heard the program while I've got to work

I'm in I'm going to talk to because of the really I'm really that I'm really that

people still like the my that's not difficult is to believe but

with the time I'm feeling me part of this community me have

given the I've done this and well without this is my

story This occurred when I had about 16 years. Digions in a colony new of Puebla, that in that time, still still still still, very, very, amides. Some caves pavemented, but the majority of the land. Much of terrano baldios and various posts of the

loose with cables floj about all sides. For that and for how long as it was, it was a colony that not part of the city. My court was in the part of the area of the house, and a a window that was

direct to the street. It was the only that was in a second piece,

a quartito of a mader, nothing lus from from

a post of the and the many and those were

those were illegals diabletos. One night there was a

pagon in all the colony this not rare when you

was a lot when you had You know, for the recent and many times have presured in the installations. That time I remember that I had been jovey until the time, but as long as

all the 11th, all of all the time the time of course, and I had that calm Marrard of when for fin pass the torment. My mom went to sleep and I was up to sleeper listening music on the cellular, with my sonophoners for that not even though to die from. When it was all the room, the

kept completely so I'm I'm a little so I'm a back to see in other houses also

had been in it's not nothing out of this there's not out of the street, after the

moment of to be to be to the obscurity to the only to get to

find out of the house because there there never there

were and the black I'm a lot looking to outside it was out of the way.

More than that for aburriment and because my cellar had 2% of of the pile. And I saw something rare in the cables.

At the first I thought that was like a box of plastic atorada. It was something

of the cables that crossed in the street. With the the wind,

it was moving very very despite. Me made the attention that

was something that was a little, but as I don't know, in that moment I thought that it was a box of a basura, of those negras grand, that, in some form, had been voled with the wind before the torment and he had been caught adorada there.

No, I felt anything rare. Of course, I was about to close the window when, when he passed a coach for the street. The lights of the car, while passing by a top, they pointed out to the top, and illuminated the cable for a second. less, for an instant, and then I saw that it was a bolsa. It was a woman. He was agarrared of the cable, with a man no more, like if no peasant anything.

Simply was just being called there, immobile, mirrored to the street, to the houses obscure. I thought I thought that maybe he was being bad for the obscurity, but when the coach passed and the light disappeared, I still There. The figure was

balancingable very, very very with the completely quiet quieting

trying to understand that was the only that I can say, I'm

like I'm like I'm really when you see a when you

see that's I'm think that maybe was someone

that had been got to put to but after thinking for two seconds, I did the point of that,

for the point of course that it had a sense. The cables were quite altos. To get there, someone had to have been up the poste front of my ventana,

and I had seen to nobody. Also, the woman was moving, nor bidding help, no,

didn't have any sense. No, I was trying to change to position. just was just was called

of the cable like if no he cost to any more a little effort, as if he was

even in that moment I thought in my mom but before before

to make again to make to make I'm to imagine I'm

again the woman she there and there I

I had the cabello long, very dark, cullingly to down. What I was that I was nervous was that that I was that I had moved a little.

His face had had been had been looking directly to the house front of the Mia. Yeah no

to the nada. I don't know how time I saw, I'm doing it a little more a minute,

maybe more, much more. In some moment I heard that came a other coach for the

the street. When the lights they were clearly to see clearly the scene. The woman

still had in the cable. But in that moment he was a different that

me was more. If it could, moved the head

as if she had done that I was being and then

he was slowly the body getting completely to front

to my venting something very strange in the stomach. Not exactly just a fear, but it was actually a lot of a sudden, also a lot of under

to pass me, like if my body was prepared for defenders, to fight for his life. And when the gocha that illuminated the street passed for the top,

the lights illuminated completely to the woman, and for a second I could see her with clarity. It was a woman,

yeah great, maybe an Anciana, but not very very 65, maybe 70 years, the car

very very delgated, the eyes abertos mirro to my house.

And the hand, the man and the hand, and the man was to be able to

have to make the most minimal effort, the the coach still

the car began in the dark in the moment the

woman was I was not even. I was waiting to appear in the soil, and coming down by the street. But no there. No, I heard a pass on the techo, and the perros lader at the long. Nothing. I thought that maybe he had had been backed by the poste, so I was looking for that area. No appeared no.

The day next day after my mother to have my mom to have seen. She said that, she was surely was someone who had been to robber cables. In the colony It was a lot. And that I thought a question

quite a logical. At least it was more logical than any other explanation that I've

had been intended to imagine to that that had been thought you've

done, I've been to make me that I know, but there one

thing that I'm not I'm not able to do some days

after I did in the cable. And that was the

woman, was one of those that were more of the most altos, and, also, was a few meters of the poste more nearer. No, there was a way

to get up to see that even using a escalera. Much less to disappear without you don't know,

but I still think that maybe simply I saw a little that night, but in the fund, I know.

If, maybe the obscurity, the apagoon, or the canstanceance, me made imagine to

something that not it was, but in the front I know. A sometimes I still I'm with her. I'm still a day to have to do you. Because I'm like if stood there again and

I see the silhouette the form in that that that woman is agarrared of the cable like if will be a much time there without cancars

balancinging very despacio mirro directly to the street, then to the house of in front

and finally to me. To the window of my room I can't see your look at.

Thank you for having us accompanied for a final of this episode and I want

to ask, you think that was what you saw the the person of our

last story what had you have you did you? What did you

do you you do you see there something there is a

looking to your ventana. Is more, do it. Go to see to we're here.

We're here. We're we're there. Nothing. Sure. Or not you

have to be? We're we're very soon with more stories that you can't only and

exclusively as a other than you're the next protagonist of the relato

of the night.