Relatos de la Noche - Las historias más perturbadoras de nuestros abuelos

Episode Date: July 25, 2022

Esta noche te presentamos algunas de las historias más perturbadoras, más aterradoras que han contado abuelos y abuelas de la comunidad. Esperamos que las disfrutes, y que te acerques a tus abuelos... quizás ellos también tienen una historia por contar.   Recuerda que todavía puedes tener 2 meses de Scribd por 19 pesos y tener acceso a millones de libros, audiolibros, podcasts y revistas usando este link que nos dieron para la comunidad RDLN: https://prueba.scribd.com/NOCHE/ Publicidad: [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.

Today we have for you newly the relato protagonisado or that us have told our boys and

abelos if you're listening this is this space, thanks for be part

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episodes new, there two every every year and we're sure we're to be a repenting I'm sorry I'm here welcome,

to the next the next my mother is no young so the figure most similar to the one normal that

was my bivoula she was she was over the 80 years when we were some of the My boy solita in a house that

my mother just behind the she was a little but very beautiful and it was better that was there for that she ever were in the pendent. The house was of a matter,

of a penas, a cellita, a commadour and in the same space and then a little passillo was to the

recamara and to her room. I had nine years when she was my three and two

and eight. The three convivismos with my vis-a-ma-mast those years than the years and the years and I think, although never us it was because

my abuela and that my ex-abuelita no-de-a-much-time and us had seen her one of the time a week every one of

my primas or you, we had to be there. At the first I was I felt like a obligation but I

basto to have been kept with with her a time to learn to learn to

do you I imagined. At the final, I wascaved anxious that I'd get her the day in that I'd go to get to her and the same was with my primas. Only had been something extra-al-a-all that was over the night.

The signora and her baby. Oh, yeah, the sir, and the girl, no you're gonna bea. Decia my vis-a-buela when I was called in her house. Never was to go

for a while in the mudrugada, and if we'd go to to leave the door of the recamara abier to hear that she

could hear of we're to be in we're to be to be to be in

always I'm just a a idea but I'm I'm

that not so not they didn't go to

go and I'm that was my old and my abel was

my little she went to we've went to a time

to we we've we've had that a She was a friender, Allowed her, she had to come to me to despondy.

Hespedirn't. I was able to be able to be it back. I had even had come into the vis-aweller never even was ever going to go out of the vis-a-vula never ever would ever enter into the front of the house to salute her. That day in that we went to see to see my prima major for something that I even I remember, so I didn't even remember her the day of the endearro. After that all the family was all the family was joined in the house of my abuela.

The patio was enormous, as in many of the cases of the houses of the aunties. We were talking stories of the vizabuela, celebrating her life when someone She also, she was in the last figure in the that was working, and is that his passion, since ever, was create little figures of barrow. Me asked her to me that were to

look at her. Me said that was in the bureau in her recamara. I traversed, courting all the patio and the house of my abulita to get to the house of the vis-abwella. I did count that was the first in that I was going to enter, and she didn't be there.

And, and I was thinking in that, I like a scalofrillo-friot and me detupe. Me pared for complete to the door, and while I was looking the chaves of the house between the javerer that had been done to enter, of a sudden I felt much fear. Abri the door of the mosquito, then the madder of space.

All the time had my vis-abwella. All the lights apagas. In-conto, I opened completely the door, I noticed that there two figures in the commodore. There was a woman

sat there and a figure very little like a little of a little four years parading

to her with his faces were looking to me like if if they'd have been been

having been bolted when I had been dark but the silhouettes were

perfectly defined definitely defined and I went to that part

of the patio to to to be to be in the house of my abuela. I knew what to say. Sentia that if I regressable, me would have to be able to enter

even if it was to be a person, and definitely not it was to do. After the minutes, passed my two primas. Surely they had been to be made to be because I was tarding. My prima little

was in the front of the when I was heard to see them to enter, but my primita was atuble in the door. Noted how,

how I intended to see it into. I was going something there. And of a point he went and my

prima major he wasomoo and he started a little after he was his pap burlending to them,

saying they were they were they were in phantasmas. It was a moment

after after he was a backro that was I'm my misabuela

I I've to go to he my primas

no me didn't nothing, we're we're we're bellied as but

we're we've seen the same. And you know that is the most

extrano of all. The figure that was working the ex-a- before

was the was the woman with the community, I've time

listening and I'm trying to tell to my abuelita and

also I let's the the of the relato that more sclerofrions me cause of all what

has been a family especially because she's a lot of her because it's a person a recia, of her own those women

that seems that can't with all she she was, and in this case, with this story,

no tendry no need to mean it. She has had been several exactly exactly equal with

the same details. My abuela, my mother solterra, I had to work

all the day to be able to get a lot of work at the local, very close of the Sokalo

of the city of Mexico. I was in the limpeace and it was always he was to

get to the last the station Sokol of the line two with

destination to Taka in where he took to get to the

house. This story occurred in a night of the time, the

metro of those always was a little bit of a few people in the wagon, and in this occasion, when he was to go to the metro and he was to enter, noto that only was a man, sentado to a few few places in front of her. For if I'm listening, people that not know the metro, I'm going to beancas laterals that are the passengers looking at front, the other

side, and also filers of two in two, where you can't get to front or de-spaldas to other passenger. My abolita was sent and the young he was made to front, a few few years. In no moment,

cruised, nor he came the attention more of the country. Simply was someone. No,

record in that station, he was a feeling strange just when the train began to

get a speed to get to end. When was to get to get to

my abel my abel saw that completely vacill, to not be a person

of a aspect very extra that was waiting to be to be

to be to be a car he was clearly for the

window was a man. He was a robust

he was he described like a or a

dark and somber or coffee like that was

that was the people was only there was

not mutar even the metro he passed only a few a few

a few it's it's just to be to be to be completely

and then he's the car and I said my woman did

see that not he he saw he he

he he he he he got to he

and he got to he was completely deten

and this man this was this All the time of the world. He passed on one

side my abuelita. She not he went to the vista. No, I'd see her the car.

He had a presentiment terrible and strange and only, he only he could be a man.

A man enormous, gorda, with a ton of skin like cobrisa and morena at the same

time. The lens still went and said my abuela that was like

that was just He was a He said, You know, You know, as we're

as we're as we're doing and we're doing that. Well, he was doing that. It was like

if flotara, like if slasara. That was that he went to get to the manca's,

that was that was not had made any movement of the head. All the time advanced

ergued and bolted to any side to get to the little to get to

Heirled gently to him. He was he was sent to a little bit of my abuelah only looked to reojo

not he was to be directly, but he could know that the young he had the

expression, that put to put in a face of terror. She she ques her magnificate

but no he could record or not say any say a word another. The wagon

was detained in that station of the metro wasia that never I was able to identify.

The assert of the gabardina was incorporated, and moving the same way, he was going to the wagon. It was like the convoy was waiting only to him, as he went to the door and continued

their march. My abuela noted that this thing, he put in the same position, rosading the metro, just as

how was it was when they were to get into the station. Only then he was able to see a child that took a

stamp of his cartelra, as a saint, and he began to beasar her in persinarsely desperated. My aboella sentio so much a lot of year that he had been to his destination, even not yet yet was his destiny. Never

to see a boy, nor to have a experience similar in the metro, but he said that that's got that he has subbed was a person, and he assured that that night sent him something. Something very

that's a little to explain. Much, many stories that strange are all the night in the metro of the city of Mexico. I want to try to find out of

this to ask if you have some of you have occurred to you or someone and also if is the metro of your

city, also, also do you also, and we don't know if it's

only the city of that's full of mystery and of the or if they're also

can't also can't even stories of this type in the metro of other

places. We'll we'll continue looking stories, also of the transport

public in general, but now it now it's moment to continue with the time that

this night. Before to to pass to the last time to do you to do you to

Twitter, TikTok, and Instagram where you're almost to 80,000 followers

and you're going to find as as an official. There and

all there and all and if And if you want to say to you also in my and my reeds personal, me you're going to putch in all parts. And is that I'm notices important, eh?

Because we're going to be in person very pronto, but just to tell you and then, now, if, without pre-ambulose, it's over to pass to the last relato of this night. What I'm going to report to my abuela in Guatulco,

in Waxaca, in February of this year. It's a story that he told to great rascots by telephone to my Papa, but when when he was he explained with with a lukes.

It was so impactant to her that it costed much a job to do do it. At the first I

wanted to I'd to share it some of the night, when he saw that here you take the

people of the people with much seriedad for fin accedo. My abuela

with her her man and one of his the best friends. It's the first voyage solace that had in more of two decades, and it's made because her friend has been a viewd, and is passing

for a moment very complicated. They were in a hotel along the mar, of those that have all included and where no need to go to get, because they're various restaurants and other amenities in the same. This was the second

night that were there. In the first, they were very longed because they got into and cancansed to the voyage. In this other, my my abuela, she went to come in to dinner with the other. Dice that even no wascurecée for complete, and that all the playa had a tonne a blue very beautiful,

propio of the lastomous of the light of the day. The mar was brave, so there was nobody more in the play. Even as she decided to come to, the play was exclusive to two hotels, but at all the way it was to to be to be a mountain, in the vegetation. My abuela came in a little to get a little bit to get a

point of that was much more than what I thought. Then he was going to to comeiner to regress. No, I'd get a reloog or telephone, but I'd call upon that hour, surely, you're they'd be in the restaurant.

I'm going to purer before that they're preoccupied for me. He thought, when the sound of the man, to the long, to his her spaldas, in direction to where the playa

in the vegetation, he said how that someone he said, he was the figure of a woman, all it was more

more than she that was more than she was a woman, she had seen as with the man of the

ever was and my abuela he was, he was some of the person with who

did a person who did the she was a person and she As much he was the

young, the senior more and more she was encorbating. My abuel

started to come in a little to her when he heard of a little from a

little bit of his own that was that was that was a little that

was to be able to and he was to start the barred that did you to the

not he don't let wait he, he said and then he that the hotel. My

abuel was to look with the mirab of the look at that the world that was that's a lot of

the place and now, it was in the total obscuridate the night, it was

that he had to she was she had to be a lot of a handadera

that was that was that was but not he never just the movement

and he just to come to her quickly to her and the form

in that was not coincidia with the velocity of its movements. My abole

started to gore, but just advanced for the area. She was made to get to the feet

to get to go to where where it's more firm. My abel is very little, but the years

not passen in a balled and it costed much to try to to get to be

a person near the at the the old and he he said he was to get

to he he made the He asked her He said he went to He went to

And he wrote that various People were And he's Acrcated Ascalfed and he's When he

He went he He came to He gots He gots He said He was moving But But,

I was He came Acacacantly To her At least Mido on the Soel

And just When I was Atos my Abuel Giro To go to Mar

and He went To be back And My abolita she kept without

what's just contemplating that's that you little to get to get to

a little to make that's not that was the maria. My abuela carried

to the people that had asked if they had seen

if they've seen also that that parision floating for the playa

but they were in silence thinking that that maybe my or he was a little, senil,

that he had imagined all. He was put very very sad because that's a woman and her friend and her friend and he he said, and for

this he called to my papa that night. Necessed that someone that could be that was

that was a little, he was a lot of other hotel seemed to have seen all, even to even to

even to even to be to look to go to more more than his

time to he to askarse to him to to askers to him to ask us night. For the nights, no

he was to get to get to the mar.