Relatos de la Noche - La historia más aterradora de Relatos de la Noche

Episode Date: April 16, 2021

Hoy les queremos presentar la que es posiblemente la historia más representativa de este proyecto. Una historia larga que no tiene título, realmente, que sólo presentamos hace unos años como "La historia más aterradora de Relatos de la Noche". Muchos, muchos en la comunidad, están completamente de acuerdo con ese título. Recuerden, no sugestionarse, tomar esto como entretenimiento. Es algo que tenemos que recordarles, sobre todo, al tratarse de esta historia. Comparte tu historia en [e-mail] Contacto comercial: [e-mail] Publicidad: [e-mail] Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoicesSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

What about Community RDL in Spotify? Today we want to present to you possibly the history most representative of this project, a story large that not has a title, really, that only present us

as some years as the story more aterrador of relato of the night. Much, much in the community are completely of this title.

Recurred them, for favor, not suggestion to to take this as as a little bit of the entertainment is something that we need to record us, to surrall,

especially, all traters of this story. Bien-veniles, to relato of the night. I don't hope that I'm

all that I'm about to tell. But I thank you your attention. For what I have heard,

for what I have leased, it's common to think that the phantasmas are are also apegated to a place physical in specific, the

place where they'd when they were alive. Others say that the place in the where they're the more than they've been. I think that almost all of someone that's top a a copacom the apparition of a spirit to get to a new new place. For some reason, we always we've seen as us as ourselves as the invasers and to

these entities, as the habitants, legitimms of a place. More than the fear, I think there's a certain empathy with the phantasmas. Like if in the fund, we'd like we'd think that not have bad intentions. It's for that my story, that what I'll tell is strange, is. More out of what common. It's something that I'd be able to explain. I'm going to tell us what my family has lived since a little more of two years.

And I remember, I remember exactly the first time that I knowed. Although I think that for all of my family, the initial was a moment distinct. For me, it was that time. A Monday for the night when we were preparing us to see a a film. My papa is a great aficionado to the cinema and still conserves hundreds of VHSs of some locales of rent of video that he had until 2005, more or less, when he was

to be redituable. My brother and I had also had to have chosen the people behind the the walled. The West Craven. After some minutes of the film, something, something a voice,

a voice a voice-eatant a song the star-sul of Pinoccho. We'll a moment in to give us

what that was a little trying, tarre-eating, not provenia the television. My papa deto the He put the film and he looked completely confused.

Kedense here, he said. And he commenced to revising, and with care, and with a quarter, a room for aitation, all the house. I'm not sure of why. But there was

something in that voice that it was thatrava, that not it was to give us to know that was a little. No is part of our instinct

to ususts for the sound of a little tararee a song. Except, perhaps when you know that no one in your house,

when he revised the last rinko. That was that was that was but never more has

never more I've been even to see if I'm thinking to see if the people behind of

the past of the time my father did you that we put the

the picture and all we've We began to see her as if nothing had passed, but in the the front we knew that something had changed for always. I remember that the palomitas, the palomitas had a sour, that night.

There's a certain desperance, a certain sensation that that nobody can't help when you know that there is, something that is alive, abiding your house. Two or three days more, I was a night, a great of the night, a gritty desperated of my mother. Seconds, after, the voice of my papa, trying to calm her. I got into the room of my father.

My mother was there, pared in the door. My mom had, and she was, sat down to the bed. My papa, and he had to her back her back. We told her to her own to the house, and we were weptom us together together. The fourth, had been disavitado since the old woman died, years after. But conserved all of his things intact.

It's also the only room of the second-pissos and ventanas. And precisely for that my papa us had been sent out there. For the morning, we knew what had provoked the gritty of my mom. He had a pettitia.

I had a new moment with that first night in that we heard of the the child, but in the dream, my mom

was only looking for the house something, something it was to ask to that

she was desperately, a great, a gritty a gritty a gritty,

a gritty, a turdia, like if it was a very coming from

the same, and he got to find to that was she was a she was,

she And just front of her, in the window of that room in the second-pice, the rostro of a little little bit of an eye-to-oge, smiling to hereto while it was to float her. My papa had to beckon at that moment. The difficult for him was to calm my mom and convince her that no had nothing in the window

when he also could have her. This is her, this thing that is that, I know that not is a little, It came to our house and decided to abitar there to torment us although I can't

say that before we're in phantasmas the truth is that never we've ever been ever seen anything like

something about my papas started to live permanently stressedos more than the

problems economic that preoccupied about my papa a sometimes we could

be able to be able even bromey-a-brooming, until we noticed that the sun started to get to get to the night. The little, she was more

timid with us. The first time I was it was passing front of the commodor to the cell.

Levering to my computer to do a tarray to put a television like a row of the

I'm a bad I'm a much I'm a re-o-o- I saw a mancha

a mancha blank on the table, like if it was an animal over her. Me detuve in sec. A risa and almost me provoked a infarct.

No I'll look. I was kind of but with the rabble of the eye I'd can't see a little bit of a little bit

a little, sentada as if was a gargola over the mesa, like metiending under his rodillas,

talliandos the hands like if were a moscow. I don't know how, but I can curate for my

life that was onrying he went and he and he was on the table a little

a little that when the appearance of she went and I'm sure that it

was sure that it was to get to the table only we're my and I

just about I'm for what, but my only reaction was to talk to my mom, gritterle. My hermany was and she came

and she came and she went to the air. Or so we're sent him. I'm sure that it's

very significant that in that attack of panic he would be a man, although

not I'm I'm doing still doing even now every I'm

I'm so I'm I'm even my mom Yeah, no, she's not with us. Dicesteros don't

they can't do much. But I am testigo of how these energies were consuming my mother. Poco, noche, anoche,

until a day no support more. Three months after that all came to, this thing was to be

every more. To reoge, for the other and then, and then, and then, and then were disappearing but

she was in front of my mom. She was a little a little a little a little

a little with her hair every more more prided but always with a macabra

a smile it was a marty like any other I had passed with my new

all the time and at the 7.5 I received that call of my papa. My mom had decided to suicide her. Colgandos in the court of the

abuela, the only place where that thing not entered. My brother, he was found a little after. Those of the ambulance, they said to my father that had died only minutes before the call of my brother, emergencies. That, that detail during months, only do we just we just we knew he and I

we know we'd want to torment a old with the idea of that of having

yet maybe he's maybe could have given to my mom but

so we said we when she she was she told that that that had been

more in because when after after the person

someone he he put someone he and she

was that a risa of the We've heard of that night. Like if

were to us I'd like so that this were a fiction that would be a bit of my head when there's a

pardida when someone decides that no put more the reaction of the familyaries

of those out of the circle more immediate is to think that the family

had something to that the family could do something to

to impede it. To us, it was also. The we've seen more solos than never. The family of my mom practically he was to preoccupies for us

from us from the funeral. My mom never, he told of what was going to what was going. And, we're realistas, think so for a moment

in serious, and respond with all sincerity. You would? You would? you'd you'd you'd

say you a spirit tormenting those in the soledadad that thing that was a person with a

appearance of a force to startlecer's now to my her her

that's her person favorite to get to that

that that that that he revised the other

we My brother. We're going to come in the house of my my family of my father to find out of the diary of my brother abirted, with cards and

recuvered by all the house, with one of his moanekas in the room of my pap. Cosses that were well

in the armario of my hermany, had been taken and some and were socied, and they were

My mother, I was desperated, while we we'd help us to reordener all. My papa was the

the back on a scovor to get a recogor to get a palid. He regress

with the vestido of the first communion of my her man between the back.

In the obscurity of the cell said, he said having seen the

vestido flotando the foot, like if someone just invisible and he'll be able to put. At

Prender the loose, the vestido was in the piece, penetrante, with an horrible askeroo olor of putrefaction. I want to

clarify that is something that we can't costear. It's something that even is out of discussion,

especially because this is the house of my mother, the house where we're we're and we're

to let her because that porqueria. has decided to live here, no will gain us. Reza, bendecir,

limpire the house? My my mother and my mom I've noticed. When they were too

and they were to restar to this thing was a different to I, it was

to use to be to us a past that we never we were to

to resolve something. My papa spoke with a priest, one very amy good of the family of my mother. This he accepted to come to malagana. Vennier to the house.

Evidentimenting, my papa no, he explained what is what was what was the father thought that was more to lidier with the pedida of a

being of a man in the place in the place. He went to a man d'a, Doa Carmen, that he helped in the labors of the church, passed by the house

and lancionn't in Spanish, some in Latin, and she went. That same night, yeah very very tard, someone took to the

door. We surprised to see that she was the Anciana, we asked and we'd invite us a

coffee. We'd he'd be we're sinceros and that we'd what was what

in reality was the reality was going in the house. And I think it was the first first time that we were really honest

with someone out of the family. The first first time we were honest to respect. Doa

Carmen us inspired and really it really it was really we really we're trying

we're in the last we're talking to absolutely everything

what had succeeded. The little was never to

to read. At the 3 of the morning, the Ancianita came to her house, and a past that my father's offered to get her to give her, she was She said, they're to be strong, and to be surest other than you more than ever, he said.

A morning next, she presented with Agua Bendita, figures religious, and a man, and a very anciano, but that was transmitted a calm that

really was made a little, we'd was a a sacerdote, and Doa. And, Dr.

He had put to the situation. He preoccupied much that this that I would had been

physically the door in that my mother agonisable. I've seen many

things in my life, and many of them I don't I'm in the And I've seen the devil. And between us

there are many beings that were escaping from the inferno. He's kept all the day.

We're we're going part of the time and we're going to the house and he was in the house, and we're

that at these altars, you know, to be able to give the car to a person to be to go back every month to the house to to beendicel to try to liberer of those

forces, of those things, how many times were necessary. And, if, three days, we're in peace, three days, until that came the other. We used to leave all the time that was possible. Visited even friends of my father to those who had years without, some of those who I'm sure that

that even even. And in one of these visits, my papa received a call. It was a new a becina. Something was happening in the house. I received a message of WhatsApp

of my Tio, Jose Antonio, my mother, that has a little restaurant to a few quarters of my house. We had to bea to get to that.

When we came to our case, we were all the people were out of our house, that was with the doors abertas, with all the

lights and with the lights and with sombras coming down for the windows. Some hours

before, gritos horrible started to my house, gritos desperated, of the

and other of risas and, and full of vulgarities. The the people were born

to the to come to but nobody he had to tryvian someone called the policeia

a new a little ran to get to get to tell you to get to get to

or at less that they had he at getting and he got to the

one of the windows and he went he he was he was in the

obscurity while the the people was the out. The grits

the caller a little after the but he not said. Minutes more after they were

two patrues of the police municipal, alerted by the people, forced the

door to enter. They found a my Tio inconsient and they

were the when we were the people, and my my little

sent out of the ambulance. The sombers that saw that The windows were at least three agents that

revisited from up to the house. At vernon, my Trio, he was approached us and us braced, and us abrassed, as much that it wasia. We used to ask us to us and the house was much more

more of what would be normal. A past of being a night of the lunna-diena, there was no-seminable absolutely nothing. The lights no on the second-pissor, from where the gritty, and there, just in the

entrance of the quarter of my abuela, illuminated just by the light of the ventana at the final of the passio, a little, a little, a-nina, a-nina, a-nihanya, sonriending to herrege, the little, the little, a woman very

a woman, a man with the the skin, cuddhending to his body, no creed to what he was and he intended to pender the lampra of his cellar. For when he was he

saw no see nobody in the door. Intented to gorear to go on the stomach.

He had toped with something. Although he was in front he was he was

not able to the dark like if had the eyes closed. He

had been a newble and extended his hands to

talk it took a one a humid, Dura

Sinted So, So, Some Cable in her And Peele Calliened

to get into his Degos Something So, something He said, Rue,

something He said in his hands the carcajada of the little he had

the And then he knew, the next he knew, was a police attempting

reanimar it. never had seen, or in the funeral of my mom my Tio I'd while

he said as well my boy my papa he asked that after those

gritos what did you had made to enter to our house

to to be to us to be to the policeia, we know

because one of the voices that was that was the my mother

I've seen the videos where my our story. Not because it's not that it has been made that he has asked him, I'm, I can't, simply...

...no can't... ...no me culpe. ...not so you feel that not too. ...and simply something that I don't want to revivir. No, this way. ...that I'm just don't want to... ...the the... ...the the death of my moma,

...the what occurred that day. ...notsese... ...not... if I'm really ready to do do this new. Detest to be in this house as I detest to to those that

they've got to to change our life. The house where are all our records. Where I record to my mother, to the abuela,

where I grew. The same house that now are evitants the people cross the street to the street

to not to come in to her. And, nobody's visit. A nobody likes to be in a house in that they can't passos,

where there's a voice that's ried to you if for a reason you can't you find out of the bayon of the back,

where they were the visits, it's still permanently the respiration of a woman.

From what what happened when the policeia some the people were to talk us and those

I'm doing. I've done I've done the same every that I gorester the school and pass for the fondita of my tio me question if there's if I'm going to

I don't me to get to be only me prepare to eat until my my brother or my or my papa or until that

my prima and my my prima and my my friend of my my brother Doa Carmen and the father Max are the only persons that are to enter to my house, to do. To my father, I've also, I've

talked to my fourth, from the first time that he came. In that occasion, he dedicated, as I understand, to work and to all the house. But when he went, he was in my room. And he raceda much,

much time there in a certain moment, even, you know, to do know to Dr. And it's that's

a minute after to start with the ritual, something started to molestal,

according to know, with Tonya Carmen, while the father orabed to

his front of the window. It was he said that

he had been the he was accustomed to hear even things worse

in the house but what that was that had been to arrastarse

it. It was it was to get to the to get to get to

the corner over my closet the opposite to where he he

heard the and it and to get his

or he got there but I didn't in the pecho

a a mind that he's the light the

dark the I don't see if my brother's no mention, but here, these senses, only can be to re-ojo in the reflexes of the windows and, at a few in the spejo. Only my t'all, you see, and my mom, they've, they've been materialized from front. The father, knowing this, took my spejo-vertick, and he

He was in the corner of the corner, just to front of the door of the armory. And continued his oration, to front of him, to be able to observe what was that. In the obscurity, he was going to draw a figure, like, asercandus, preparing for to go out. Those minutes passed, and he

thought that he could be to try to his imagination, jugandle a mala passad. She was then, front of the ventana. It opened out of out, some few centimeters, the sufficient for that reflected just to the door of the closet. Apeness he had to go-sohn,

saw from him to a enormous woman, gourd, with a bell gris and revoked, caminanded as he so rapidly that he no time to see her clearly the car. It was when he called to Dr. Carmen. She was the one who told her all what the father saw. To me, he only said that it was preferable that me would have to be to be to sleep to my mother.

That woman, Gorda, that entee, was the third in getting. She doesn't go to the first-picep. We can recognize those paths of the and her respiration profound when we're the door in the night, and she can't for the passillo. A-beces, it's so easy to

to forget about all. Think that all is like before. Recurred a day, particularly little that I've in the school. And is that, despite of my mom,

me had costed much to convivir. Even a little before, one of my best friends had moved to the city. That day that

I was comment, my friends me had a surprise at to start of classes. Incluso, the professor

her just to go out a minute before. All of all of all of all of course. Of course I don't

see where my my friend we're we're we're we're we're

we're we're all together and I know of how of my group of

my group of my group of and of I'm being with them we're we're not

a Bionable that night and one of my friends me he brought to the

while he he he said what he he said what he

he he would he don't that he did much

good I did much to feel so to feel

that I'm I in a house and even

the light that the light was of a way different as a time

that no do I do you know I went to my quarter and me recosted for the emotions of the day I'm quite I kept profoundly dormied in question

of minutes and I I was with my people with the the child that I was

I was I was the last vacations that we did in family years and after

and of this That risa, that mal-tita, that stupid risa, that I'm that I'm saying that no. That nothing was all. That my house still infestated. That my mom now is not. That my my brother, my papa, and I, we are the same.

That we're not only the eyes and what I sawed. I don't see if I'm in three dreams. Was that horrible woman, gourd, floating just on me, just on my can. Styring his arms, and grittling, gritty with her face, because I could hear her, but could have her expression and her eyes black, vacillous. Recurred that I got out of my house, and I went to the restaurant of my my Tio, to expect to get to my brother.

Ljewant to my Prima there, and she me accompanied to the home. They're the family of my

Tio, have been used to get used to live from the what what happens

in this house, what what we do we do we're to get, we're

to my cellar, and I'm messages called baredidas, they're at point

to pass for me for me for that Piyamada that that hours before.

I was I was I was my pop and I didn't I was I was

I'm somriending and it's so rare that that that I I I asked

and before I could to finish it to convince you, I'm talking about my my papa me

sonrio and he's he was I was my prima in house and we went to and we went to and we were

a little life normal I've been what I think I think I should be until that they were

there too I saw that I observed from out of the window to that that little that little

with my face of anciana I'm and I'm I'm sitting, I'm sure. My vestido of first communion, I felt I was

to smearer. But, of some, my want to not be the rarer, of yet not to be the who's uprofe,

the that always you know the attention, me made me and I that I was

that I was I was I was I was I was how, but I did and it

and I did all the night. When we went to to sleep and I also, I also finged to do it. There was when, at least I, I did

count that, no, it's not to where we'll y'amos, they're going to see them. Semanas after, one afternoon in the restaurant of my titherto, and my brother,

I received a call a child of the school, talking in a tone in unusually serious in it, a chico of another salon that not is not I've been interred of what what occurred

ultimately with me except of my mom You're You're in a restaurant of your family I'm

asked No jodas I've I've said I'm followed of a long nervous

No, you're to sturted in serious, some people and we're just being Just, bromey-a-combeing, as soon.

But as soon we're going to talk with someone or with something, and... And... And, he said, where you're just now? And he said that... ...he loved to live in your house. I'm going to say this a mode of despeded. A mode of gratitude to all those who were concerned for us, to those

who they've been our couriers to give us and the other those

people who heard of this case of this video, they've recognized

our history and have been again to my family

and it's a mode of despite of the support of

that I'm that I'm we know we're we

not we're not made because we decided we

On the contrary. We have told you two Ceres different in the house. Five of them came after the publication of our history in your channel. I don't think that it's a consequence of this, yet we've even heard of his videos here in the house, just the phone-yxernic that we've just had with you. Apenes, after a few weeks, after their last time, we've got a night quite a It was very,

Demasio. It was just Like, before that all this started We're We're

We're No, there were No, no rises coming in a A quarto Vasio

No, there was in the obscurity Nothing. Anyone Tocan to the

door of my Abitations at the two of the morning. It was my my brother,

Pied into help. Something, he had passed to my Papa. I was out of the camera and discovered my papa that

he was at the escalers. I thought that was inconsient, so it was it

was not, only could move, we'd call us a ambulance and he went

just a minute after. When we went to the ambulance,

noted that the our some of some of some of the windows, others in the

banqueta but no one us asked to ask us what was

my imagination but I felt the fear the

uncertainty in his mind my my and I we

we're going to the my father put to talk

in the middle the thought I was still

I was going to revising things of the work, after that he was kept with us with ushocard. He went to the kitchen to his tass of coffee, and when I was to go to the escalars, he waschuked

a detract of him, and he said that was my voice. No, he was nothing in the obscuridad, he saw two men that he were

with a force to go back. And it fell to very a form. The sound that made my My mother that came to me help.

And that was the point of part-to-partied, for these things, the ones that have gotten to talk us, can influence in us physically, and we have a fear. All, and, too, me, with my papa recuperating from a brother. When he was recuperating from a broken and that lesion in the

back, the consequence of the caida, received the call of Martin, a son of a grand, great, great amigued my father, to whom recently he has a little bit more situation. Martin is some years more than I, but I know since I was a kid.

It's a great person, very amygo of my parents and of us and with a faith tremendous in God. He and his family are Mormones

and Martian he offered to get to us a final with us to talk about us and to

talk to us and to get to see these things of some I think he was

he not was convinced that was real what we we're even

even to talk to with the Padre Maxi and Don't Carmen that had been

to visit to my Papa The father He talked about a long Rato with Martin

and I felt that that changed a little his vision of the circumstances

I know that you have talked. We turned to my papa

even he with a natural like the family

then we we we I was in a revista that ogea and Martin and my brother stills are charlando a rato. I heard that Martin's rioed in a form very rar,

and then my brother's kept a calliada. I got the vista and Martin me saw with a smile very nervous. Continued about and the risa's repeated. And I was that not he.

someone, it was upriended to his spas my brother and I we were we said we need to

come here with us but he reuseda I wanted to be there, like if

nothing was but finally we convinced we're even to think

to think to think to what he was we took

coffee my my her my to go to your room, no, since before, pass by the room of my papa

to see if needed a little. He said a Martin, that he needed to something more, but he said that all the

thing. I got to prepare one of the sillions for that were to him, and I went to

do you, I went to do you, I got to a moment, in the plant back, and I

thought that was that it was a question, the reason, the rumors continued, and the

I was a can't get a dormit to start to start with a sound a certain something that was not if I'd know if it would I'd like you

would say he'd a message a few minutes after question to ask you all right and me responded that if

that she that not backer I'd I'd hear voices in the part of above

apagated to the long and I'm to go ahead but then I'm in to be what

the passus outside of my door, the passos and the respiration

can't me made to know that the woman was found out so I

went to I went and I got to I was a morning Martina

I talked with my papa I had a car canciadis

like no had been in days without To say to me, he went. But then I knew what he

passed. When he tried to to sleep, in the cell, I heard a respiration out of the room of visits. This is normal

for us, but evidently he not was always, he was always he was used, without the lights, he went to

and he went to the room. It was the door. When he was there to return to the sillon. In the

obscurity, he saw a silhouette that's behind him, behind the sillet where he was found with doing,

with a little. He got to the center to take his cellular. Prended

the lampa and and then he was there was there's no, there was a rastro of

the eyes. At the moment to do it, Sinted how someone Subio to the sillion And, and before to put it reaction, I felt a mordid in the

car, in a mejia, almost in the quixada, a mordid of a boca with dintest, in the obscurity, abriending the eyes and luching, he thought you

to be anciana over him, and as he was he launched to be able to the cellar rapidly, but no had

nobody, no there rastros of that anciana or of what that was that was over him, He was out and he attempted to

Dorme in the car From there He could be How the Cortina So moved in the Quarter of my papa Like if Alin's

Stubier was Somando My father was alone And he can't Caminar It was there When he received

My message and He asked That not Salier to my Itation I'm I'm saying That this is

Allo what I I want To tell There are things There are things personales that have

occurred in these these last but over all my brother, I want to avoid us to get

people that people that's people who are people have never have passed for situations

like this those accuse of and I don't me I repenting for nothing to have

shared this with you as you have given there has been

there people who has been there but after some

reactions is something that I recommendarie There are some of the own they're and they're

they're trying to look imagine when you when you're when you're I'm I'm refer to

that minority of comments that have received in your channel but to the people

people who have shared our history in those muros signaled that

we know know. And it's very very sad to see the reaction of the people that don't believe in this type of things. We've done for vencedos and we're going to move to.

We're going to get to as much we can. I'm going to the month that the father Max will be to bless you.

And I hope that we can't be quite a month, a week, a one day. Descan's a night

as before. is all what I I'm I'll tell if you'll get to something but I

hope I'm not I'm going to not to tell you have to tell you

have done in the tintero but know that if not they're

to know we're we're we're having our final happy

thank thank of all for having heard thank

thank to all those who have preoccupated for us to those who have dedicated a or a or a good question. Of course. Thank you for

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