Relatos de la Noche - Las Brujas de la casa del Abuelo

Episode Date: September 2, 2024

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Very good nights, community. It's a pleasure, to be able to get to your dispositions, to your ears, and, for the purpose, we're so we're going to give us the next

relato of encounters with the paranormal that you, you know, you know, themselves, have been with us over us. Today,

you'll find stories very interesting, and if they're the suites serectics, surely they'll be, at least, a pesadilla

a little bit. If you're the contrary, that what we're about to narrate, is possible, I hope. I'm, I hope that they're going to dream. My name is Uriel Reyes, and you're listening, Relatos

of the Noche. Hello, to all. Let's write this relato that is very recent. First, first of all, I'm a person that consume much content about terror, yeah, say creepypastas, histories, over breweries,

and that type of things, of different podcasts both in YouTube as Spotify, but I'll direct to the story for the

I'm going to I'm going I've seen the story of the Bruja Veronica in your channel, and not

you can't imagine what what I'm what he brought that my life out of my way,

I'm not the end of the episode, the Brucho says that he likes to visit to the person

at the projection astral, to so alimentar's to be a minute to the fear. And advirt

that night, after that you'll hear of the story, it's going to be to

get to the paralysis of the dream. I'm consider a person with a

side exeptic, but also with creencies in the magia. So,

that when you mentioned the person that night, I thought to have

a paralice I know how it has been many events of this type to the time. But as a night no past no

the episode. I'm a comment telling that no me had occurred to nothing. And me I'm

specifically to the Brucha, that's a woman, that's a matter that she did she mentioned

in the story. She also also she's this channel. The

relato, the very, lejos to generate me me, I generated

a certain empathy for the protagonist. It's a story a little bit a little true.

No, me will be able to hear of who you know. So, so

many members of the community, mentionen a commenter that would

like to contact me to know more of your story. This

was a error that not I've made to get to

get to get to a person, this Bruch or

some of his Mewertos, me visit that same day, at the midiottia, specifically the dominole past.

I was only in my department. I'm with two friends, but in that moment no's in the house. I was

cooking the more more than music, like any other end of the same

to the thing, until I made to make that it's the first that I

happen things over-natural but sometimes are in dreams, paralysis, or

feeling energies, never had seen anything that clear. Never had seen anything that particular. When I

did the way to look to look at the refrigerator, I saw, I saw, me was able I've been

observed from the room, and that's it's just it's like when a person out of their head and

a major through a door or the door, and then it's rapidly

to not be discovered. It was completely clear. I saw the silhouette like, as I feel my friends.

Aiz me paralyzed the blood. I can't say you exactly, but it was a

woman. At least had the form of a woman, although I did distinguish her.

In that moment committed my second error, well I went to my salel

and I reprended. He grot grosery to that thing. I

I asked why I was there. He said that I didn't permit to his presence that's that's not a lot of

my house, and other things nominating the name of God. Seguid of this

rosy I go and I always I'm with my dormitory this is something that

is something that's to be astral but this time not me functioned

because when I went to my and my my The room and my activities, That's air-freyed

That air-friyo that paralyzed the Sangre appeared. Now, I'm writing this relato, They've put the veils of puntas only to recordar. Repet I the same that had done, and no functioned.

Incluso put in my parlant the Santo Rosario to be reproduced But then when I was doing my activities doing my activities. One of the cuchas, it was out of the walled without any reason any other

is that something is that something that's that is launched of the nada. And there, sincerely, I'm susted totally. It's like if it had been to my mind

a voice that said, you, you, you, you, you, did you start to see me here. There's just to

memory to what he had convocated, or to what I did Pee at least, to enter in my house, without ever to find out. In that moment I had to change strategy. Yeah, no me mustray aggressive, to the contrary. He offered me disculps.

He rogued that me was that, I said that my intention not was that, and that had already had made his objective of making me feel fear. That, for favor, so far, to go ahead. This was, I did, with

all the respect that she merceded this person, if it really was she. In that moment, the air changed. Yeah, no, it was not far out of the place in my department. And, what is the moralia? You think, I think,

is that they're in-cuitable with what they're, or simply with what they say, with the comments that are in internet, one never knows who can't be listening, who can't be able to be reading, that is what they can attract to us to us

and desatar my name community is Angelo Machuca the saludo of this Paraguay I'm I'm going to

this relato and I want a saludus to veronica I hope that this fear of the that's

that's in my casita you know I'm going to be coming community

thank you thank you the stories that we're prepared for this episode Let's record us

to share us stories, for more short as or for more long as that are, remember that

their experiences are in this project and that here there a community a place, a place

where they can express with all confidence because every experience will

be received with the maximum respect. Here we

we're to be to your story We needn't also in our social

to start the next and make us a commentio we'll know if you have you know the book of

the night because we're planning to give to some, and that get on more people

and that people that all in the community can get to continue we're

all A. Hello, Oriel, hello community me recommend to tell my

story here and I hope that you interest. My name is Lara. I have 15 years, and I live in Florenceo Barella, in the Barrella, in the Barreys, in the barrio Alan.

What I'm going to tell me and my group of friends. Max, Miguel, Javier, and Simone, who are all the major-of-dice-dic. Since the little, I always was very ecstaticic. Never creole in phantas,

bruchas, and in nothing related to with the paranormal. My abuel, in change, adorable all those those things. He fellacy

the year past, but I used to talk us stories of a bruchas in voice back,

like if them were that someone more could hear that they said, and I

said that they were and for so I always mean, I'm never to make a

little bit a bit a bit I'm convinced that all I'm all

our interest, stories that I always I'm a fiction, just a few months. All of my friends when my friends and I decided to pass a a week house of my abuel. We wanted to do something before to go to the college,

and that's a good place that house an old, and with a garden enormous where we could pass the day. Although, no one was too enthastmated with the idea of to get there all the

we think we'd be a little to record to my abuel. And, maybe burlarned a little

of those old stories. The first day was quite quite tranquill. Exploram

the place and we installed in the house. The house had that

that was to bring to back to come to come to my father's to visit

to my abelel I. I sentia a little nostalgic, but

about septica. I can I would like to believe that something that was going to be a lot of good. For the night

after the night after we were in the salon to see a movie. It was a night

normal, although a little tense for being in a place that very, so dark.

When the movie we went, we went to our house, it was

when we then we we're very very very soab, a penas

audible, that was probably proven of the the floor of the river. It should be the wind, said Javier,

and all we're in a quarter. We're rinduously and we're trying to ignore it. The second day, after to do you know,

we decided to explore the the around the house. The garden was enormous, with arboles bigs and a

small stank in the center. I remember that my abuel used to get to get to a trapa-rannes

when it was a little. While Pacea-Mach MAKs noticed something

of the windows the floor. It was open, although none of us had talked. When we subed to

start it, the ambient in this room was more free than the rest of the house. Also,

there was a humor, like if someone had been been able to come something.

The ventana was the carthine and when I saw me, I

noticed that the pasto was about, as if someone had been been

And that same night the usurros made more clear. But even not we could distinguish what they said. It was then when Simon, that always has been a bit rational, mentioned that maybe

we'd better we need to more about the stories that told my abuel. Although the idea not made much a great-graccedy, we passed the night

revisating old books and notations that my abel had left in his secretory. There'd of figures encapuched, references of chisos

antichisos, and mentions of three bruchas that, according him, vivian in the busks circucus. The third day, the things began to put more and more raras. While we had arisenabom, Miguel noted some strange marks in the paredes of the passillo that conducted the habitations.

They were arraggasos profound, but no recordabom us to have ever seen the day earlier. Max sugied that maybe had been ratones or an animal

but the marcas were too great and profound as an animal that's a little

another there little little little like some or someone

with feet dead had been been there during the

time we've we've decided more more more than to know

we we're we're we we're we we're we

we're a corner that's At force the cerrardura, we've discovered a old whole of objects

strange, frasks with gervas veas and vals negras, and a book encoderned in quero,

with pages amaligientas of symbols and the other we'd we're not in the

front of the baul there was a little a little manned made of a

little with a little red around the the coat

to the to be it as a matter of how rarer that was convinced we convinced we all of the fascination of my abuel for the supernatural. But the tension began to grow up to us. That night,

we had to sender us, we'd hear a very a blow in the door at the door to-tracear. When we came to see what he had caused, we were three figures oscuras,

at the border of the terrain, just where the garden was found with the bush. They were completely quietas, immobile, mirrored

to the house, and at the first we were people, people, or someone that

was going over there. But then one of she was moved to a way completely

antinatural, like floating, more than coming, we're, we're we're much,

but the figures disappeared in the air, like if never had been

there, like if only had been in our imagination, as if we had us had alucinated. And that we'd have been thought

if, if not us had we ever been all the same time. And that night the usurros were made in voices clear and provenian of all parts of the

house. They were voices and women that were always the same words. No, they were

going to go back. We didn't how a temperature was a and as a strange a newbla he began

to formarse in the obscurity of the house, obliginging us in one of the

habitations. The fifth day was more aterrador, the most aterrador until that moment.

For the morning, Javier, the most valiant of the group, he spurted

with marcas in the skin, like if they'd have been arraigned

during the night, he was he had been to be the the bruchas, that they had

been gone for him. Intentamos calmer, but she smasured. We passed the day

to care his state of health imporrava every hour. Miguel and Simon started

insisting in that we'd go to that the house was

maldita. But when we tried, the door the

door simply not was the windows were never had been been

been been been so it seemed to be able to be trapped. We used to guard the calm, pass there the night, but the night was still

the more. The voices were intensified. Sentimed as if something was moving for the house, but every that we used,

every time we were to look, we don't find nothing, nor a sound, no odor, nor a presence, and a

The The room where we were It was opened the gulfed And a rafaga of Viento Elado Apagued the Velas

In the obscurity We used a risa Ariza Ahrisa that was to burlarsse

More closer Like if Stubier in the Quartto Contigo The day The day The day

The next was When we We were We're all in the salon, intentando Mantel when the Luce

started to parpadear like if there was magnetism, like if there were a variation in the current, the door of the room

that had been been in his mother, it had been very lently. It was completely obscura, and many

could have heard that, that we've seen that, that simply we imagine but, some more

and I we, we're we're silhouettes in the obscurity, three silhouettes, three figures encapuched, that were flotting from that abetation at few centimeters of the soil.

His rostroses, no, we'd have to be rostroses. It was too dark. And even they were, although not came to the obscurity, I see that existed. I see that they were, occulted, and at the same time, most time, most trying to see to us to us. It was. It was sentient

His hands Asian His head large, wussud, that were to get to get to

us. One of of them was, her voice was like the coojure

of the co-skeas until the day of today, I don't see,

if all we heard we was on my the case. This

is our place and you have been have

been if don't , at the consequences. The fear us paralyzed.

No, we could move us, we could't move, we could not we'd feel like something our energy, dehands

completely debilies. The repent the figures were vanice in the air, de new,

like if never had been there, the new, dandons the opportunity to think

that simply they had imagined, but the damage was made that was completely

terrorized, we knew that we had to get to see that the last day was a career

countered the time Javier a penas could moveers the marques

in your hair have been more and more profound as as it

something we were we didn't we not not not

but the house but the house I'm I'm how explain

it no I don't we could we're ironsperated,

we started to destroy anything that we were related with a supernatural. We rompimed the baul of the sotano,

we're going the fels and the yerba, destrozzles the moneca of the ramas. While we did we

did it, the house seemed to seemrarsse, it seemed to be to get to get to

all parts, that were from these same pardes, like if were vivas,

like if the house was trying. When someone opened the door, we got we were

we were we're doing, we're we're we're that we're that's that we're

not going to that house. We're we're going without think to we're, we're

to get to the final of the way, lejos to that the house.

When we're we're looking we're a little that we had been a unural

invisible that was separated of that presence were to whatever

were. A past of being to be agotated and not

of us could be to make to that that that

we just the we that was that was that

that was that had happened, as no there

all we had had so we had and

I knew that never ever ever. Javier was still very bad. The marks

in her had been had been done to be able to have been confuas their

bloods. His skin was palida, grisacea. We did we

the hospital more very but the medical not were on the way of the

chemistry or if it had suffered a lot of a lesion grave, some help in the head, but we didn't have any response for them. What was going to

to be here, no, had an explanation logical in the world real. After to leave to Javier in the

hospital, we were in house of Simon. Nobody could be to be the ambient still being being

sombrio. We know that what we had been had been been had been in the house of my

abuel not just a series of the success paranormal there's there's

more more more more more more that my abuel

knew but that never he did you not to

not to not not so so that we

did we do investigate more to find the page

of the book we're not not even were on

apunters written for my abuel, some very normal, some of some of the

house that my abel was a point to not to forget to the

but then I'm that you tell you that that's that

that that they were in the those those those

in one my part of my old he was he

had ventured in those busks to but at the

most time motivated for found out of trying proof of all the legends that he

fascinable he said, he said he was he said he had encountered a circle

of the reders, roadied of the arbole retorsied. The abel

jured that in the center of the circle had three figures encapuched exactly like

that we had been seen. My abuel was observed from

the sombras, while they were a ritual. And even I could understand the

words that said, I was that had presenti something old, something

very powerful. The most perturbored was that this diary, according

these after this point, my abel was to be visited by bruches

in his dreams, I'd described how they were they're They were rastraband mentally to regress to the circle of

Piedras every night, and how he felt every more attracted by them, for their movement, for what they did, for what he significat, for a figure oscura, in the front, behind, a figure that was with more force than anything. But never was to be able to those vowsks in person.

In change, he passed his life recopelating stories and legends about the bruchas, trying to understand what he had seen, what he had been the local. His notes

are abruptly with a introduction, with a conclusion, not to talk of them, not nombrals

never, the knowledge is a carga, and those who are that are prepared to pay the

price. When we were that, all came so all came to have been more more sense.

My abuelo not only had been aficionado to the

stories of bruchas, had been a testigo of something real, of something very dangerous in the bosques in the most of the brusks there. And this time

us had been invulucra'd have been invocrated to us. After that night, we've got to the

success to the success. Max, Miguel, and Simone did what possible for to get to their

normal. But I could not to think in what we had discovered. Sentia

that there something more. Something that my abuel had had decided without resolve, something that

now was not just was to not just to be not after what I've happened

with Javier. During the days the days I visited various times to the

house of my abelel but never I ever I had to

I felt a a presentia a It was then when I received a call of Max. His voice elated a fear that had been having been containing during days. Me told her that since we had been having

pesadias recurrentes. In his dreams, he was found out of the circle of the pietras, roaded by those arboleys returcited that my abo-law had described. He said that, from from the three bruchess, he was that three bruchess, he no pronunciable, but he knew that he was

they were calling, that they were inviting to uners to them. And when I heard this I found I'm that this

not had terminated, the rujas not had left to hear. Simply not they were doing time,

but for what? No, we know we didn't know to know to do this but when

we're doing to make to makeel we've received we've got to the house.

His family was said that no have seen in days, and in that moment

we're the we're the we're we're we're able that's that's that night

that night consumed for the fear, for the desperation, we decided to go to

look to look to we're we're we're we're all, we're

all of the intention to to do to do to get to

a new to when we we we're we're we're

we we're We'd have a ultimate option and to be a house of my

abel we're in the heart of afterster with the heart with the

house was up front to us a front of us a more

dark more oppressive than never when us we're

a light in the light and it was so

At the beginning, we could not we could believe it, and mobile, mirrored, looking fithely

to the house, no respondia to our chombs, nor when us were more,

his eyes were not were not were seen and it was like if it was a

kind of a ruse was partied, his rope manchated

of the like if had been been being being

disconocido during days. We started to him with cautella, teming, for the course that was a trap, that we're a-trapa, that we'd never ever be able to

go back to when we took us we knew that his body was a free, I'd restirating,

but that free was not normal. We'd try to be, over it, to get him, but Miguel

no reactionable. It was trapped between our world and another. in that world where where's

the brusas. Finally, we got to get him to the house, we got to we're just the most

rapid that we could during all the trajectory Miguel continued in silence,

simply looking to the backio. It's immediately in the hospital.

The medical not put to explain what he had physical grave,

but his state mental was a mystery was very bad

desecho, was catatonic, atrapado in a silence aterrador. That same night, while we were

in the hospital, the lights of the door came to parpadear. I remember that we felt like

a presence recorried the place, and for a moment, only for a moment, juroria

that I would be a sombra, something that seemed to be incapuched to pass

front to the the window of Javier. Although we were or the house, we know we were to be able to

salv, that never more we'd be to be able to be able to have been detained, they were

they're getting clear that they'd they'd make sure, where they they'd after that

night we'd we'd we'd continue with that meo, we're

we're we're we're in my case, I'd my case to my case,

I'd to be even I've to go to get to the time

every one he went he's he's but Miguel never

never never to the same the men were

but we're we we're we we're we had

that he that he he he in that

house front to the where we we had

we we we don't we we don't we

we Since then, nobody will go to the house of the abuel. No, we've got to we've got to

we're to just not to be in us and to continue with our lives, but the record of those

days there still persecuting us. A a time, in the night, when all

is in silence, I think to hear those, those usurros other

again, like if me siren that the brucas are there, waiting

Very Very So, after a month of this Since I've been

I've been I've been I'm I'm something something I'm probably

no I know I know I'm I'm a I'm still living

while I I'm while I'm imploring and I'm on

on going to come to come to what

the The diablus, they wanted the brujas of us. All of us all of control. Yeah, I don't even I'd just ask a help. Just I pido that someone in the community

me help to understand.