Relatos de la Noche - La Maldición de los Payasos del Circo del Pueblo (historias de horror)

Episode Date: February 7, 2025

Esta noche se enfrentarán a una experiencia que habla de una maldición. De una leyenda… que surge de los más extraños payasos de los que jamás han oído. ¿Se atreven a seguir escuchando?¿Te atreves a escuchar el terror que guardan las historias en este episodio?Compra mi libro aquí: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/También está en la librería más cerca de ti o en tu preferida para comprar en línea.Síguenos en instagram: https://www.instagram.com/RDLNoficial/Comparte tu relato en: [e-mail] comercial: [e-mail] Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoicesSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Oh, Oriel. I'm a the podcast since much, and I'd share to share to an experience that has occurred to my new year to

see a little time. Look, the strange is that's the same day in that I'm the book of

the Redregal, which makes that all that all more extrano. I don't consider I completely septico,

but I'm so stusts I'm very when it was when I'm heard to hear that my job of officeina, intrigued by how the Brucha, lanza at the final.

Even I reed a little, thinking that it was only a relato more and yeah. That same night, my novi and I, we decided to go to Sacromonte, a place located in the Mecca Mecca, state of Mexico, to take some photographs

nocturnas, because we both we worked much in it. We knew that not the best idea because the place not has a security and sule to be

completely only for the night, but we're We've adventuramous to all the forms. When we got to do something for precaution, because at that hour no is security in the zone. I did the way to have a car to make a solider rapid in case of any emergency. The road was dark and bordered the caithed of the Cerro. It was in that moment, meanwhile I had the way that I saw a while I saw it, a little, a woman with a vestia black, large and de mantle, of a cabello

black, that seemed to be up the car that was up to the seemed to be up to move to your carriages.

It was just only two seconds. I mentioned to my novia, but she not me cregoy. Me, he said that maybe has been his reflex when she

was to lookable in her bolsa. Yes, I know that sounds completely illogical, but in a moment like that your Cerebrose, you can't get a little

of any other to ask you. We got in the auto a rata, talking about what I could I could have to think of that. No,

there was only us, and the silence. The repent appeared a a man that he had exercisio, he was trotando,

he went to the car, and then he was on the carmone, we got completely solos, While we discussed even the angles, the tomas for the photos that we wanted to do,

something happened. With the motor of the auto-encented and the radio-upagued, we started to hear a murmur, a smirmed, but a levy, but then then it was transformed in a canto. Weirmed, but no one had nobody. However, the murmurys and the cantos were more and more fustes. My noviour, who at the beginning was emotional by the photos, just could say,

"'Now, I don't want to take anything. "'Bomons, for favor. "'Encend I the lights up to the auto. "'It was on march and acelered. "'Acelererer the more rapid than I could "'and the road was full of pietras. "'Mintras we had back about the serro, "'amus we were in silence,

"'trating to assimil what had to pass. Maybe not the relato more Aterrador, but as I'm quite as quite a bit of the same day in that I've seen that story, the Bruch of the Pedregal. This me made to think that, I don't see,

that could have some connection. I don't see a little to suggestionar, but my noviya also heard the cantos with me. Sear what I was

that I'm here, that if I was sure, that was not sure. It was not natural. Thank you for Thank you. Good nights,

Community. Thank you for for accompany us in RELATES A La No Count, where they're to find what are looking.

Histories. Histories that are the world of the paranormal and of those strange moments in those that seem

to be in the rest of the just to hear a story more that has to have a

connection casual or no with the infame episode of the The Brueha Del Pedregal, the most aterrador of the year past, according

you. And now we're going to the experience that does title to this chapter, a story that about a maldiction, of a legend, that surge of the most strange payasos, of those who have heard. They're trying to keep listening. My name is Uriel Reyes, and you're going to enter with me in the The next... Relatos of the

night. Good Noches, Community. This not is my story. Me la told my abolito ago. He was

a testigo, and the protagonist of the story was a new. My abuel me was saying that all that

was real. Veran, all all of my people, when it was very little and

not had the carterteras pavement of today. In that time, the majority of

the houses were of adobe, a a mixture of and a a mixture of

and the one of the other of the other than they're in process of construction with ladrillo.

It was a good little of the legends, of that's that's that's

that can't that's that people that people that was that they were

in part of the life everyday. Every year a single,

a circus great and spectacular, and it's contrary. It was a very modest, but his get a little bit of a mollation. Contable with traga-fewos, acrobatas, and a number special in the caballos passos were the cord floja,

with any red of security. But, something, something in this circus inquietable to the spectacling. Not was the spectacle in it, but the their own payasos. No bestied as the payasos common of other circus. His trages were strange,

antivos, with gorros ponteagued, and an area teatral that not was that was used to see. The most perturvator of all was that

never were that they never were to it. They were with precision, like if every pass was done saliated.

During the day, while the other artists were mixed with the people, Comian in the posts or charlaving with the curiosos,

the payasos never were seen out of the circus. Salian, to his camper, and they'd have been to disappear through the alon. Never nobody was seen in other context. With the time, the people began to docketures. Some of them said that not were people normal, that there was something very strange in them. But as well as well as to happen with the stories that necene of the mystery,

nobody had proofs of nothing. only were rumors, until that someone decided to one of them. The

of my abelel a man of character very, but with a curiosity insatiable,

had I had heard a rumor inquietante, a legend. They said that if someone

resable the father that while the men the people were

a something would not so it was so it's he was

so it's intention more oscura, but one the time decided to try to

try to try to get to the public, expecting a moment adequate. When one of

the pachasasus up the car do you the back the other and he started

to murmur to the oracion nobody noticed what was doing, but in when when it was the

last the last the palazzo perdi the equilibrium and the impact

the impact on the soil resone in all the Circo, during a second

the public kept in silence, cregating that all all of the spectacle, until

that the charco of the same began to his and there were

and they started to do you and the palasso was a moment

until that finally came there no there no

there there only form to call emergency was

from the bombers were a hour after but

it was very The Pallazza was Mewortho. In the middle of the chaos, one of the other Pallasso was to becone. He was made a voice that sonable

and a voice that sounded, almost inhuman, but with a tone of a tristence and a condo he said, the back the backer to the second and he went to the circus, with the

fear recorriending the back. From that night his life changed for completely. A few months after, when I tried to forget what

the saddied. The pallasos were to look at them not used to makeyjohn and vesty in

their clothes their first time that someone was that were the men with

expressions serious with an air and a air they were very just they were

just they were just they were so they're not so much reaction the the bestino

the the person they were and they just simply and he asked her to buy a bottle of water-dient. He acceded.

It was for her. He wastesed by the acesos. The pallasos hiviered the alcohol lentomentally, a little in each one of the vassos. But no they were any one a little gota.

One of them insisted on that he would bevier with them, and without why the vecino he did, in a while took the first drago, the pallasasasks were up without

saying a word and they went. More tard, that same night, her husband, her own floor on the floor of the tallyer, returciences and grittando as something invisible he was attacked. When she attempted to

talk to, he seemed to reactionar, but insegid to get to smallers. At the nightrugated, he told what he had seen,

a group of mencapuched, with tunicas made up to pieces of animals, had appeared in the the entire, before that it was arraisered.

They were on it. They were on his softed with hands frieas and tried to rastral it aflover. With all his forces, he fell to the floor and grittow. But they stilled there, to-cundoling to,

when he spurted his skin, was a belated and in the fur. From that, his life has been in a inferno. Somras,

was achaband, be I saw things strange, monecoes with the same telas extrana's

with those that were they were they were they were to be a trap but they were

they were all the house to the back and I was the passages

on the techo culpes in the wallpes in the wall after that one

night he he knew one of one of one of his

top with his covice rying making to pass for him. Enloqueceded, without what had

done with his son, he was he was made that the maldito being he was he washington. But when the grits of his

spouse he made react to he was there no man heco, he was going to his own own

his own the situation had had been to all the life insustainable. The

brother of the person, a man of he, known for to help in questions spiritual to all that in the people that that needed to organize a novena of oration in the

house. In fact, from the first day, in when they began to a reza an edore insupportable in a new old, the day after day the allure, the allure, regressa and with him, the usurros, the gulpes in the door, the sound of the passos on the techo. The last day of the novena was the most atterrador.

Then, then he was going to beaute her. As a little bit herrower her. As though, he called the door with fury, as if intent to derrival, afloor, he was heard of a fort alethe, segued,

of an impact seco in the techo, and then, without explanation, a light calied, illuminated, the abetation.

The brother of the family, he said to God, he assured that an angel had arrived, that he would

be able to but the The damage was done. The vizino never recovered the reason. A little time after, when all the world thought that the worst had occurred, in an arrake of a locura, committed a crime in horrible.

Acese to her husband. He was incarcerated. Hearded silence for ever. Never explained why it was done. And, in the prison, it's said that also he quit her the life to other three men. My abuel is real.

All and each one of his details. The same was the commotion that rode over the circus when when he was the accident. He recalled

to hear the sessions of oration from his house, and in some even, even, they were to participate. What

most recaller clearly is that after the The Mue of the Pallazzo. That circus never has ever Backed to

the anterior history, Community. Recurreding that always are very good

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that you with someone that you think that has a story to tell us. Also it's super important that you subscribe if you do you have done and if you're sent it very, very, very, very generous, let us a puller up or a qualification of five stars depending on where you'll listen. No, you know what those little actions

represent them for us. Thanks for making this project is what is and still crescent. years of existence. But, but, before to put me more Cursi, I'll just beho, because still a story more this night. A story that we'll have

to Ciudad O'Bergone, Sonora. A story that has been succeeding since since six years, and that, lamentablely, it seems not not to not not to not to not even a little.

And we're just to give in the confidence in to share it, and to We're not suggestion to for what you're about to hear without We're going to

With more relato of the night Hello, I'm new here But I'm I'm going to I'm going to I'm going to

I'm going I'm just a month listening Relatos of the night and before to

tell you I want to know that I said that I'm going to tell you about this to be

recalcar that I've to tell you 19 years and that what I'm about to relate to you, I've been etchedo from 13. My name is Juan and I'm

in Sonor, in a small city called Obergon, and without more preambulus I'm going to let me to restan, nor the day,

or the night. All right. It's six years. Has six long years. In that then, when my mom sawed to

go to the city with much frequency, "'vajando to the cabos, "'a Hermosillo, "'and other places for questions of "'a times, "'a veces, even "'after for a year,

"'sometimes, "'saintly, "'since, "'when Moma regress-on-a-one "'to-mahsus-tanked "'and we've got "'muched, "'my-em-em-em-em-Yo "'in-mey-moment,

"'and, my little, "'and, my heron-one-one "'to-perceive-one-percived-rearer. Mom, she was tired, like if something he was being a

woman active. So, she was very very strange to see her and we asked for the

question, we asked, her response us her last her own paranormal. She never had

always used to explainations and logics for all, so that what we said was we got to us

us told that he had to visit to his nobio, with who rompio then he had been a man. Never he was he dedicated that man, but he revealed that he had a santa-o, or, more than a a padrino, as well as a patroness in Mexico. A pardino spiritual, well, he was told that one day he had he was to do a little bit of a little.

When he came to the other, that in best of the typical saints, like the Santa Mirdes, Sanjudas and others, the city was full of munkees strange. He said they were that came from from Columbia.

Between all those mucyas, there was one that called the attention in a manner special. He had a vestyed black, a head

enormous, and the cabell completely black, but the most strange was that his hair was made to caravats,

like if a little bit of a little bit of the Padrino, he advertured that he had committed a error.

He said that something would be the bad atormantaria, because he didn't he had the power sufficient

to talk those mucas. In that moment my mom no thought my mother no the muck,

we gave scalofrios. It was a cated of a movie of terror. Two days

after, mom came to comeported to be more strange. He was aborta

looking a rincon of the corner of to eat and to be able to water. One month after, my brothers and I we started to know

things even more perturbator. I've always had the custom to start me in the madugat. And what I heard that

night was aterrador. I went to the little, or a little, that I had been

to be a little to get up to that hour, and also I was, and I did my

same room and I one night. When I I sent me those passes entering for first

in the room. The only that could do you can was to tap me to a piece

to be the other too, that I fortunately were still dormied, the day

I said to my mom and his response me did he so

my son is Matto is a man, he's a man, he's going to

get here a time my mom still without eating without having

water. In some moment, really we think that she was becoming a lot. Passed another semester of torment, of the noise,

pisadas, and in occasions in the madrugada. So, that of a repented, I don't know why,

my mom reaction, this, this can't be going to be more than I, said,

and he he said, and he said, and he was to be a-s- to get to the

when he went to the when he was on the photos in one of of them tomated in the spejo of the hotel

she could be clearly the muneca or the santa that had talked without

the aterrador community is that was that was that was a person

behind she was a photo is probably probably the most

perturbored that my mother She had to do many Limpias with a person that they

recommended. That person he said that a woman or practically a demonio wanted to

get to one of his children. When us told us my brother and we

we got in shock we we were only only 13 years. Dias

after my mom came came back again but this

Bessara no could do we could and what I

to tell is now is the reason for that I'm partying this story were the same

and a half the time. My brother and my brother had been dead dormied as well in the middle. A program very carried

here in Mexico even so many years after that it was I wanted to the television but of

the report the signal and it was to sonar the noise blank of the interference a sound

horrible. Something was about one of the patas of the camera, the camera where were my my mother's.

I thought that could be a rat or an other animal. I assumed to be below of the camera, just in the

patas where were the raeasos, but no, there was nothing. But,

however, the sound I had, I, right, I was, I was

running and in the moment in that I crossed the point, I, I felt

a feeling a indescriptible, like if something me had abandoned.

I was paralyzed of the fear. I'm couldn't I'm back to

get to get to my men, they were they were without their

and they did a bit of a little and the arraeasos intensified

the sound of the sound of the sound of the only I'm

just I don't say to say I'm our one and another once more of 20

times after that all of a repented. My brothers were at the same

time. I asked because I'm trying to what I went to what was the

immediately called her santa who bendigo the house with

vows and incensens the she was a great great

very difficult to explain to I'm he said to me and he

asked to me Me inspired confidence, so I accepted. What he said, me said, me he left thinking until the fecha. Juan, you have a kerubin that you he coulda? He asked what was a kerubin,

because in that then I didn't know anything of religion. Only knew that existed a God. And she asked, No, you're not to beckxed. always will be to be a

very important for that's they're going to care you but then you know that's a bit of you know that's

a good a negative a certain something something something maligno after the

best of the bedison the case was still after that they've made

the ruses when when mom contacted to the other other That boy,

Al-that-ma'amster, you know, "'It's celoso?' "'Celoso, "'de what?' "'Pregunted my mom. "'Because you're "'embarasada?

"'He wants to "'in that baby. "'In that fetto, "'mama's "'posed pallid. "'I'm kept al-lade "'lade the night, "'evidently,

"'not I couldn't "'during. "'At the day "'sue "'and both "'toveveveveveveveve got "'posed. "'Ans.

"'Aye "'Pus. During all the months of the embarazzo, all in the house was a chaos. It was a lot until that was he was a

little. After his next to the whole ceased. The house was first completely in

peace. Now that I have 19 years, all this still in my mind. In the

house of moma now now that now I live with my my novi, I feel

the sensation of abandon. It's like if that Rubin again, me would have left alone, only with the energy malignant

that even me percied, that every more near more close to me. A sometimes, I

feel very clearly in the work, first it but ultimately is more and more

clear. It's more clear even in the work. Sometimes. permanently, I feel that

someone is a behind me very very close I can hear of his respiration

I know this is a part of the history but I'm sharing my experience in

the group of Facebook of the community I want to share a

photographia a photo of a photo of a night in the I felt

I'm very observed and I look capture in

a photographia if in the In the corner, you can see something. When I'm looking at the camera, simply,

you know, there's my story, community. I hope that you have liked. I hope you. I'm sure. Thanks for

to read, and much thanks to relato in the night. I'm a great follower of the community. I'm sure that can read my story,

share it with all. That rests for me. That have very good nights. Thank you.