Relatos de la Noche - La Casa de los Fantasmas que Imitan a los Vivos (historia de horror)

Episode Date: June 20, 2026

Cuando una familia decide construir habitaciones en la planta alta de su casa, lo último que espera encontrar es algo que parece vivir entre los muros sin terminar. Lo que comenzó con la aparición de un extraño niño en una construcción abandonada pronto se convirtió en años de experiencias imposibles: voces en la oscuridad, presencias que parecían conocer los nombres de los habitantes de la casa y fenómenos que dejaron una huella permanente en toda una familia. En este relato conoceremos la historia de una casa marcada por apariciones, imitaciones inquietantes y sucesos paranormales que continuaron durante años, incluso después de que quienes los vivieron intentaran dejar todo atrás. ¿Puede una presencia aprender a copiar a las personas? ¿Qué ocurre cuando algo dentro de tu hogar parece observarte durante años? Esta es una historia real enviada por un miembro de la comunidad de Relatos de la Noche.   📖 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.

I got to my apartment and from the escalars I could see a my brother

with a carpeadur in the middle of the but I went and the

room my mom very comodam very watching the television with my but

that I could do because then to you had seen in the passillo

with the trapeator today we're our community, we'll for you

another episode with a story long, a story really transcendental, that's

going to keep to you're for much, much time, because if there's

something in it, is that can be to see to any in the

house, in the my, in the that can, it, can be a entity,

and that's that's so it is that it and that's

for So, I hope that they enjoy. That they take it as a entertainment if want,

or as a good if it's this story is a story is dedicated for all those who

have seen a and they've not they're not they're to tell it.

Comeensable. Hello A A Atecate, all the group of the night. Before to come

to ask you want to give them the family for questions of privacy

I'm not even I want to dedicate this relato to the memory of my my best friend. During many years, he was the only person with the only person with what I'm going to to tell. Falleceo to some time, but I know if could hear this story in the channel that so he liked, it would be very happy. What I'm going to narrate, occurred when I had around of 14 years.

In that then, I parted a bitation with my her mother. We'd have just two years of of difference, so you can't imagine how it was to live together. Peleavomous

for whatever thing, for the television, for the space for the water, for who had

moved to a place where the other he left. My papas, for that were so

were cancansans to to listen to and and they decided

to make the the idea was the idea was

a and a and it was for final space. The work advanced rapidly

at the beginning. They were the door, and they were made to the distribution

of the quarters. The problem was that many times, the money

not not to continue to continue. The construction was

detained during months. Arriva only there had ladrillos

exposed, columns of cement and any habitations without any windows. During the

night it was especially lugue because the only illumination provenia of some foes

from the carie. I remember perfectly the night in that came the story that made

to write to write to my mom and we were watching television in the

cell were at the only my papa and my papa

yeah was completely tranquila. The point we heard that

of a gulpe. My her man entered running. No exaggerate when I said that never he had seen she.

He was completely palida. He trembled in the hands, it was like he was to get about

to get to ask her and she had passed but she only could talk. Tardo

various seconds in recuperate the the when he did he said

something that he was something there There's someone there above.

My mom I thought a ladron. Where? He asked. In the construction? Respondio.

We know at two and he said, there's a man there there and I'm talking.

I remember that my first reaction was to think that someone's to be to be

a woman to maybe one of the children of the other of the car my

mom I was to look a lampra, while I ran escalars and I came first. I revised the habitations,

the passissue, the rincones where someone would have been able to be

to get to nobody. And when my mom came to the lamp we said we said

another without, the construction was a backia. Mentras a man still

back, and when we came to the room to the What was repeated a one only thing. Saved my name.

Saved my name. My mom attempted to tranquilize her. He gave water. The sent her in the sillion. Pocco, he was sufficient, to explain us what he had seen. That night,

I had regressed to visit a newbio. To enter the house had to crosser the patio when, approximately at the middle of the the road, I heard a sound. Shh,

She detovo He thought He was trying He looked He looked at the construction And there he He was just at the middle of the

Basinio that Connected the future Abitations There was a Avue She was to She was to have

Between 8 and 10 years But what was very extra Was it was a Not he

I was't Like the children Of our Colo Colo And he A clas

A kind of A boina It was a sacado of other Epoca. During one second simply said he went to miranda.

Then he began to move the man, like if wanted to call her attention. Hey!

My my brother thought that was that was that was a little bit

to have been not much that was the explanation he found. She was she knows.

She no responded. Ben! Ben! He said, Sornriending. PIN! And then

he'll be to make that the sound. Shh. My hermone to feel something

a little to explain. For that decided to ignore and to come to the

door of the house, but it was when the expression of the man

came to, the sonrisa disappeared. His Rostro adopted an expression

of an voice that she, she it was not was the that of

a little he he gritted. Mariana? Ben! My brother set up to go ahead and

turned to turn to the house that night. In that moment none of us imagine that that was that would be just the

initial of what was going to occurrary. During the days the next we were to convince us to

have been a mal-entendentied. My mom said that certainly some muchachos had meted to the

construction to play and had when he was going to hear us. I wanted to believe it. Even my brother tried to convince us but,

conformed by the time the time, it was going to happen more than the apparition of the child. Marianna started to change. First,

it was to be able to more irritable. Then, they were the discussions constant. Any commenter was sufficient to make her to make her to

explore. She'd beleaved with my for things insignificant. It was a point in where we had not we'd pass a time in a time

without a grittying or uncerning so in her habitation. What the most was disconcerted was that that

that was not to have a cause real. And her father always were good with us others.

Like all family, we had some problems, but nothing out of the normal.

Sin however, Mariana began to comeported as as if they'd like a resentment enormous, as if

the pront those odier. And, and while she changed, the house also, first she

was different, to breathe, to restire to feel to feel different. I still me

a time to explain to that. I mean to be we're to beasmas all the

days, or that were to occuriering things spectacular it. It was

more in a sensation that never she'd ever, as if there were attention, even when nobody was a peleand.

The first thing, a very much a time in that my mother went to do a

house. The house had been that had been made a last she had

had been before she when it opened the door and went to the

house, and she discovered a thing there had wue there were

there were stas human, small, very little, my mom us

called to get a when we're we're going to get us, we're so this is I'm

sure that's because this was the first that I really were were

the little it was it was it had no there

had no there no there there no there

wasn't there there there were there was still more

extrano where they were the first were you were in the

center of the room like if who had left simply would have

appeared there and then they were on line right to the

end I remember very we we we're there

and we seeing see that my papa as

my papa logical. He spoke of some infiltration of water or something, I don't remember, but that's not even though it had nothing of logic. What nobody could explain is because those markers

would have exactly the form and the time and the time of the feet of a little. With the time, we'll just be able to talk of this issue, or at least we tried, because then after

occurred something much more inquietante. One night I went to I went to I'm going to my mom I don't

remember the motive probably probably some something something I'm not I'm not

I'm was that was that I got to I'm after I after after some

hours I was I was yeah profoundly dormied when someone

when someone he began to go on my ventana I opened the

eyes and my my father and my brother, the three. My mom

was furious. My mother was aterrata and my father was the interior of my

room. Like, I was to find out something. I'll the window.

I was asked what was the first in to ask to ask to ask me to

ask me to do you and I just just I'm I'm I

I asked, the I said to a rato, I'd be listening to move my

things. I still I'm a dormita. I was that I've been doing all the

time, that I had been have been never they're and then then Marian

intervened. Me said that from the other, he said, it was that someone,

that wasottable, that were being able to even so they were to hear as rastrones,

like if various people were moving things into the room. My papa was

so convinced that I was I that opened the door to inmediate to confirm the disaster that I had I had.

Ensigned the light, revised. But the room was exactly like before as

as I always it had. All was in his place. I think that nobody

spoke to say me didn't even thought in disculpurs for accusar me

of something that evidently not had done when my mom signaled a little behind me just on the cabcera of my camera.

Volta and I sent that the stomach was undia marked on the walled there was a mano

it was a way of a way of a like if a man who had had putia the palm and the mark

had been impressed I was completely secure that that that that was

not you. And the most aterrador for me is that that that'sernered not disappeared the day the next, nor after a second. The maldita mark

remained there during much time, like if someone would have wanted to have made a recordatorio. The poor is that for then

we started to connect to something that we're to know we're that the wayas, that the man,

that the that the new name had called Marianne from the construction. For first time

we've we're to accept that all this was related after after the

time, they've started to pass many things that I my

question to make some were very little and

others others not they're on with and and

they're all to be to be the same sensation. There was something in the house that had used to call the attention, something that seemed to be able to know us. Although there was an experience in particular that me made to looker to see me look at last,

record to something that had a-naut-in-pensar. When I was a little, I said that had friends imaginaries. No, it was not out of what common, if it was, you know, many people inventing, amigos invisible, so my papas never

were concerned for it. The difference if I could call a see, was that I was that I'm a little bit of an in a miggitta

or something. I was about my own family, because a few I'd have seen my mom or my papa

coming down for the house when in reality not they were there. I remember a morning

very specific for example. I was was was I was re-ar-reglanded to go to a window when I heard a window in the pass-y-the-picey. I saw my mom

by the door. I was perfectly, like someone who is a carre for a pass-yrofts front of the door. I was running to get her because me it was just

but when I remembered that it was impossible. There, there, there, there, there was a little

It was like if my mom had passed running to strayers directly to the wall and would have disappeared there. No existed in any place for where it had been passed. Seconds,

I heard to open the door principal. It was my mom regressando of the tienda with something to make me to have done. In the front,

I think I never really had really of these things. The young, simply, I thought that my papas were, a little, maybe,

and that were they were to play with me. With the years, I've got many of those records,

until that were the problem in the house, because a little to I began to ask me

if I've seen that was a little, really had been been imaginary, or if

that had been that had been a lot of much more time close to us than we we're going

to admit it for that time the people Samariana practically vivian in our

house they're they're all hours to me was much because I felt

that she had no privacy but there was a man a one of

her one of her one of the other she even she even perhaps

I had to every When a time I appeared, she kept callied, and at times even even she went. During much

time, I thought that simply I was the way I got in a day, I discovered the real reason. It was a

madrugat in that she had been to look to to look to a marianna. Like my ventana

was the way to the carie, she got to and he said to be my name for to be

what he told after was one of the things more inquiettes that

I've heard of my my life. He said when he was to call me,

I immediately appeared in the window. The first it was normal,

that she said, and I just I'm but then occurred something

was impossible. My body began to inclin to down

and out of the window it. It's inclino much

more more than more of what would to permit me the equilibrium,

like if it was dobbling me from the cintura, like if were to get to the second

piece, and while I was that I had been a she was a smile

that was macabre and that natural that was that's I'm

I'm I'm I'm I'm after after when I I

I I gemma has Camminade, nor anything I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I knew that she was the

only person that said to have me seen in conditions strange. Various various friends

of Mariana said that when they went with her to talk out out of I was me be you

in my ventana quiet, and looking those. Decian that a a bit of

there during long a rato so that that were changing of the

place because it was it was incummod to be but that it was

possible because always that me be you not I was or was

about with my family or a sometimes I was and we're

we're not not take that time so to come

to formarse a idea that that nobody didn't

want that voice-alta. Alco into the house, I'd enjoy to

imitate, first in appearances, then in the formations, like if were learning,

like if was to be observando us and we still not we've seen the better,

because the day that I could copy somebody to be a pretty

was the day in that I was being I'm that, that was

that was To be sincere, at those altars, we just discussed for anything. We were very, very bad, and that time, she and my mom began to discuss for a tramite. I don't even remember exactly what.

The only of that I'm a quarter is that the situation was out of control. Marianna was out of her. Terminu entering to my room to asker something to asker something that I had had been to find out of many things, vacu cajones, avented bolses

to the soil and when for final we got into the two years. I was in my court.

She was kept in the plant altar. We were on the other to one to one

to the discussion absurd, of that those that do you don't because

none doesn't get to callied. After that in some moment

I cance I'm to the door and came to the While I was going to hear her up, I still.

I remember that I saw be of reojo, afloat in the pastile. I tried a plier to rose and I continued grittandom I.

Tarded, one seconds in getting to the plant-baga. Entre directly to the cell and that was when

I felt that the carouson's to me. and like if a a decarrague to me backer for all the body,

and intentating what I was being, because it impossible. I was I was to hear the

above, I was and I was and there was, front to me, sent out in the sillon.

When my mom not to my expression me asked, I was just could

respond, to ask, to ask me that two me mirrored and asked who. And I said

that Mariana. My mom solved her little little wrice inocent, but with some of

fear too, because I said, where I said, I had more than her with her and she

with her. Recorded the frio that I felt in that moment because for the

first I never ever no no no no one

one one one to be seen me that had heard me, that had seen that, that maybe I had confused one voice with another, that was that was so enogated that my mind had re-enaded spaces vacuos. But not was true, I knew what I had seen.

I knew perfectly that someone had been up with me. And the poor was that also recordable something more. When I saw in the passillo, the trapeator, I had seen a mariana with a

trapeator. For that, without, without, corriess to the plant-al-alta- my mom and my

mother and were behind me. Recurried the the passio, we've the

houseions. No had nobody, but just to the the middle of the corridor, there was the trapeado, tirade on the soil, exactly where I had seen Mariana a few minutes before.

I remember that I kept observing while I tried to work while I was trying to order my thoughts, because if Mariana had been more than a hour to be then, who had been there up? Who had entered to my court? Nobody responded that question, in that moment, or not in that moment, and then,

and then we'll do we'll try to it's a more saner. At those altars we're too,

cansate to discuss, cansoucats to feel meadow all the time, cansad

that something that something that's my papa, that always had been the most

septico of all he, termed having his own experiences.

One a time, for example, I go to work and he went to

my mom in the entry of the house. While she was I was a person

crossed to her and she was a marianna. Even she was not

he was he was he said he had been that you had been the person

came directly to one of the quarters. My papa was

behind to get to get to the house but when

opened the That room no had a ventanas where someone could be

there's there no way there there could be to be to get

that I'm entered there what I had seen that my father that I'm

doing to the other and I'm to make that's they're not they're

they're not in the frontos in spaces vacillos, between sombras.

My mom tried effects of the light, errors in the camera, in the flash, reflexes.

And maybe if nothing more had been been passing, if we

had been had been something that it was that all,

it was only was only a detail. Even my

my mom did to look and appeared the odor,

that edore difficult to describe that was a animal that was a man

that's disagradable and it appeared no no a time.

A sometimes we're sitting the and of all we're

we're we're we're we're a little and then disappeared

and my papa revised three merrives, moved limoomble,

limo rinko runes He wasco for all the property but never found the origin

The most desperating was that every that was that was that was something something

something was and in middle of all this was Mariana and

every more irritable and more distant and more more

more more like one person that none of none

that until my mom took a decision and he

envio spiritual. I remember very well the day in that he went to go.

We're we're we're not we're to be able to the car that was he went to

my parents and he and he went to them to ask us to ask for the

grots for the problems for the the pain the the

problem that he was that can be that Something something was different.

It was she was she again. The mariana that we had been during so much

a little the Paz commenced to get back to the house. The discussions

disvenoched the the environment and the environment we had

had done we're we're we're we're we're we're

because even that was something that never disappeared

of all. The years passed I grew see, me cased, me went to the house and eventually I had a

child. For different circumstances I'm living to live with my father and it was

then when I was that I still still inquieting and the things not occurred

with the same intensity but the house still was the first time

my my son me mentioned something I was a little bit of the Sal. I had three years.

And, and of a problem he asked something with like if were asking where they were their

toys. Moma. Because there's a chueka in the house. I reed

of the nerves because he took for surprise. He I asked what I said,

but he had had been he interested in the question and he's

She still, and she went. Seminars after after she called a corner. I was

saying that his papa was there but that was not did say because was

working. What most me perturv was something was a very simple. When he

saw he saws he'd to be to be always, he was so I'm

I was he was motioned. That was Aterrower, as if knew that that that was really he. That same

night I heard a sound, brief, soab, in the dark of my room,

like if someone intents to call me attention. The same sound that

my brother had described to hear when all had had started.

No, I'll repeat it. No, I again to hear it, but I also I forgot. Because it was exactly as, as soon as the years more terrible of my life. Before to terminate,

I want to tell something. During much time, I thought that no had a relation with that we've been in our house. Even now I'm

sure of that I have it, but every that I remember to both experiences, me It cost to work not to find certain similarities. Veran, this occurred some years

before that Marianna saw the kid in the construction, when I had 11 years. One of my tisives lived in a community that quite a leagued. His house was around of terrains and had very few of the same right. Just in front there was a cancha of football

where the people of the rumbus were reunia the weekends of the same. A me never me used to I didn't know for that. No, I'd say to explain exactly why. Simply was one of those houses where always me felt bad, incommoda.

Always that had, I'd want to go. But my prima, in change, insisting much in that me to get to be to be. And my papas, for the purpose, that always acceptable. The house had something more in common

with the Nuestra. Also, they were constructing a plant high. The apartments and the only were up on the same way not they had doors or windows I remember a morning

particularly free my prima made me desperto very very temprano to go to just it was dark it was too

Ibrace to one of the cachorritos that had and we went to the quarters of the room we were sent us in the one of the habitations

vacations while the rest of the family satia dormida during various minutes no passed nothing

Then we heard A lotto At the beginning I thought I'd I'm from a house but no

The sound was there was a room Just to front of us In the

obscurity It was a woman I was I'd I'm trying I'm trying to contain

the yantto And between soyos I repeat a phrase one and other

again. Oh, my baby. I still could hear that voice in my memory. Sonable like someone completely

destroyed. My Prima and I got us without what do you. Much people say that

is that has to get to a person who can't have been to be a rare, but,

to really is a reaction very normal in the person. And I don't

I can't remember how time we're so. The only that is that the cachorro that

had in brasus began to inquietar to retorses, to year to and that was sufficient to make us to actioning.

We went on the stairs above, we'll we'll talk about after my tia us confessed something.

She also also had heard that the yantto various times, always in the plant

altar, always during the madrogada days before that. My Tia knew that a woman

embarrassed had been in a carterterer nearer. Detrace the camp of football.

My Tia no affirmed that were related and also he took conclusions

but after to hear my my Prima and I did we go back to

get to solas to those quarters I never

never I never kept to come I I'm I'm

stories, not have nothing to be between us. Maybe just are two experiences that's occurred in places in places different, but

there's something that never I have been ignored, that in the two cases, the experiences

were were to concentrate in the plant high, and in the two

cases, there was a other in the security, something that was

something like if was the elementara of it, and it did it, and it

Much time it Thank you. Thanks for give space stories like this

Aureel and thank you all the community for to hear that you

know for you just just that's the that's the end up to the end up and have been very good nights. Until the next.