Relatos de la Noche - Los Peregrinos Fantasmas, el Duende del Nacimiento y más historias de horror

Episode Date: December 27, 2024

Bienvenido a otro episodio con relatos de horror decembrinos, que te harán mirar con cuidado la próxima vez que atravieses una carretera oscura, y revisar tu nacimiento navideño antes de dormir. ¿Crees en la Llorona? También una visita suya puede que te espere si escuchas este episodio. ¿Te atreves?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.

Are you ready to listen the stories most Aterraderate internet? Welcome and welcome to Relatous to the Nocts, we're still sharing relato in these epics that are not in the environment perfect for a story of phantasmas, but at the same time are in times like these, in those that the families

are reune and the stories flueging and they're going and they're living. Thanks to the people special like us also, that still even in the time

of the festas and remember to hear of much attention for favor any kind of any way

that's the episode, a word out of someone someone who's your

window or maybe your little that sacudied to be

form mysteriously much much careful because you can be the

the second protagonist of the Goods Nights, Oriel, and good nights, community. This was past

ago while managed to my work in the carreterra, Guanojato, to Dolores Idlego. Who know know can,

know that is a certain a little complex, with many curses and in the majority

of two carrilles. This occurred in a tram and advanced of the the sierra

around the four of the morning. To avoid traffic, I sullier to get to

that hour. It's very normal that when I'm Manage at these hours, Incounter estrams with much

Nyebla. Also, as a carreterre is a lot of to go to walk with with a tranquillity without a

pression. Yeah in Camino, during a curva, I could observe to the long as people

coming on the coasts of the carterterer. As a route frequented by Peregrinus, is common

to find with caravans especially in these epoas of the year. For so simply

reduce the velocity. Ensendiles intermitters, and I spent the moment adequate to pass them, without put them to me in any danger. Sin embargo, something made a attention. No, they'd never type of signal that indicated to your presence. Camin'd in complete obscurity, a peter, a pence. At least, I noticed that nests in roba gris, and no one gave them

any figure religious or something that was identified as a peregrinous. That's, that I'm also a little strange. Although me called the attention, no I did major importance. Minutes after, I was able to re-basarles and

I continued my way to my surprise. I'll find me with what I had been the same caravan, the same vestimenta, the same position of not to have alumbrado. I reduced again at the velocity, thinking that maybe it was

a group great and that, more later, could find me with more people coming. I continued after them for some minutes, because in the zone had many curves and backed pronunciated. With a little visibility and the risk of me in a auto-de-front, no could have to bea-bassar, without expone to an accident grave. The minutes passed and I continued to them.

Desperated, decided to I'd approach me a little more and to talk the claxon to call your attention. I thought that I could have been able to some of them, to give them

to be able to pass. One of them reduced the velocity at the claxon and was separated from the group.

I reduced the velocity even more and I'm in paraged with him. When he was just at

my window I, I could observe it clearly. In the other than a rostro, only had

obscurity. No, he had faccions. His car was like a manned no I'm no you

black, without but a person, I felt clearly his mirabes on me.

Pressed of the panic Icelerer without the curbs, without

the newported more again I found with the same

procession a part of times more. Every every time that I was pasted, I could have like one of

the figures me see as asheanes for that I'm detubier. But now for

then I didn't even I'm detain and I'm after the simply acererer without

the danger, finally after various kilometers of manheing and arisgating

my life, I'm I'm I'm so much I'm I

found person of the guardia rapidly, I informed that there people coming without light by the carreterra. They were

extra-drawn. And mentioned that his companions were that they had reported peregrino subiating to

Dolores I'd another, my state altered and disorientated, one of the officials

back of the auto. Trato to calm me. When I could reasoned a little more,

I was I told about what had seen and how me was had been many

times at the long the road and I see that that's a community that certainly

you know you know I'm not in those cars that not the first time that was

that was one of one of them said that a taxista had

talked exactly the same the same last I decided

to wait to the patruia until the after when it

was more moving and I finally I continued

with my the way. Actually, I still doing this voyage for the same place, but, but, I've ever to to find those peregrinous grises. AUNYOLLE

Hello, Community. After to hear the relato where Uriel us invite to share a experience with the death, I'd like to tell this story. By there of 2021, I nized a channel of stories of terror on YouTube,

that, desgraciately, no rended much fruit, but there I'm still for the record. And is that, since very young, I've been a fan of all these themes. After having sub-upied and have shared the stories of my family most-circana and my friends, I've been to to look...relatos with other people. It was then when my mom suggested that we're

to the people where he was his father, my abuel, Zumpango, Atlanatepec, Clascala, because there always had been told and seen things. The fact is that there are good stories in that place. and maybe I'll be told her to tell us for here. Tomed the coach at like the 10 of the morning and we went to go ahead. We got her to ask for the Sir. Esperanza.

She's got to receive us. I had some years that I saw my mom, so I was content and we received very well. After some hours of talking to put her to the current of the life, I asked directly if had had had been an experience paranormal in the people, and I explained because I was interested them to know. She sent her with the head and rapidly commenced to tell us various stories. One of them, for me the most impactant, is the

second, that, after this moment, I'll partire in first person. My dear, here, many years, the ungrubrown public was very scarce. Then we'd have been up until that an anecerer, to able to make to the sun. One morning I was up to the four to

go to the molyno. It was a much more frio. Tried to cover me with a sweater, another, and the rebus, and some medias gruesas, because, of the frio, was really, the frio was very intense.

Then I got my photos and I went to the mollino. This was in house of a man, of the name. Afwera of your house had a little foquet that

only had lumbrava. I was getting when, when, I was to be that was a man, was a little, very high,

of a hair long and dark and dark that he covered perfectly the car the impressionate was that with the frio so

she was she was made only with a little vestido with a little wettches very simple and it was

more rare even because in the people we know we know she never had seen

she had gone to the woman and I saluted good she no responded

she not No, I preste more attention. Moled what had to molled. I talked with some people, including the owner of the Molino, and at the final I regrece for the house. Various hours after, we heard of the burroto in the

people. The Lord of the Molino had died. One of his children he was found out of the inside. It was a bit of factantant because we had known since many years, and over all, I had seen

with life just a few hours before. Some days after, when I came very very much time, I'd see a woman, bestied the same way. But this time, I was at the door of the house of another person. Hours more than, who was there,

also, and also, occurred one more. Another vecina felled. Hours after that we'd have seen her house, even though, her house, even I've talked with the family of that she's a vecina, and

all coincid us in that possibly was the murder. Never more I ever saw. I saw other spectros, other apparitions, but never that

that's the story that they've shared in community. I hope that. Proto I'll probably to share others, not only those

that were told. Also anecdotes of the family and some experiences that I have lived. I hope that they're

very well and that are going and that thank you community, thank you the next

story my very special because as you see that more than a

family of a spectrum in particular or of an apparition us

the story of a place that it's quite good

but you are you because now we're going more good good

good good I'm I'm in I'm I'm days I'm

have been a fun and I'm heard that many people have experienced

panes I'm I'm for finally to I'm and my

family have experimented I'm I'm want to talk a

story although more well 37, for the abuelo of my father. Originally, not not a house, but a fabric of limonadas.

My ex-a-awuelo did a bit of the style manzanita and their respective limonadas. The house is exactly on the side of the river, and above of it

emanate two mannations, one that even conservable and we're all that with the inundations of the last years,

it has been the terran that my my son, was enormous. I calculate that one of two or three hectares. With the time, the history of how he left to pertaincer to the family of my father, it was a little strange, but, in fin, it was a factory enormous that was of telas. Kuathepeg de Innojosa in that time, was completely textile,

and that fabric produced a soetere, if no me equivoco. With the years, the workers demanded to the factory for lack of payers. And this was embarked, Kedando, and I'm getting completely in the abandon. My house is just right

of that fabric. To get to her, I'm going to a alleyhole to a little bit. Not it

not long, but for some reason to pass for there, the day or of the night,

a little, a little. The abulita of my mom lived many years in that old fabric of

limonadas. She is like the mom of my mother. When I five years we moved us with my

miss-aweller, because my mom, being a mom-of-a-a-a-a-cassia, I wanted to care her a person and was a single. My papa is

a carmioner's since a five years, for what we always were always, mom and I I remember

that on a occasion, my papa came to a regress of a madrogate. The Calle

is a strecho the sufficient for that pass a car but not a trailer. Also, at the

final of the a Calleyjohn and a point peatonal that permits cross the river. My papa he called my mom to get to open the door of the Sahuan

but she took a little. After she was she was going to the Sahuan my papa heard a woman to cry

in the fabric in that that factory abandoned. In that moment no he gave a fear.

Mad Fian he was thinking that the bellators had had taken to

someone even he She said, intending calm her, saying that I'd for my mom to look how to help her when my mom opened her the door,

my father he told what the other but she said that was impossible because there no had people working in

the fabric that all the team had been been retired. No, there had nobody there. My

papa insisted to be to talk to the chick but at not receiving response finally

desistio. When he has been succeeded my tio, who also lived in the terrain but in a house apart this he was to-a-craste he was he took him, but he no he creole.

In fact, years after, that he also had a experience a sumaminted similar. A madrugat a minute, he was actually

the same, and she a woman crying in the fabric Recurreding what my father had told a time back, not to stop to try to talk to, to try to reason. Simply, he went to

his house, promising not to be to be to beulars to what he had told about. We just to live in the old house of my abolita because I could not go and to go to the stairs, but we we've got to go to her two years to care her. Now it has 82, and it depends on more of us. In August, in Tulancingo of Bravo, Municipio to Contigo tootepec,

is a celebration of the Angelitos. That day I went with my noviour, and, even when we came to last to the night, I remember very well that I came in a solo for the calljeon. No, I had a matter of

the anecdote of my papa, the of my tio. Sin embargo, I'd leave my keys. While I'd say that a signal to my cellar to to pay me to pay me

to be my mom I'm at the I've seen I've seen her I've seen a picture of a lot of the ture when my mom had to be

when I saw her in the when I saw herald and I saw her thanks to God you know she'd just not so I'd say that Maybe that was not there, or maybe simply, I'd just keep a silence. That was just when we'd have to live there.

Days after my mom was in her recamara and I was in the cell, doing work at the university. I supposed that my mom had had already, but I began to hear that one of the cajones of the talker. I suppose that was my mom, until that me gritted. Diana, yeah, that's how you in the cajone? He responded. Mom, I still in the last night.

In the room, I thought you were looking something. The two we tried to ignore it. Intentate we we're not we're

trying to start the computer, I paged the lights and me went to do that the day

next to my mom and we we talked about and we coincid we both in that we're

we're just in that I had had no explanation. The house, as I've

been a fabric of limonadas not was a well, the fourth principal, for example, is large and incho, and is

divided in three parts. In the first we have the cameras, in the second the cell and the comedor, and at final is the kitchen.

There is a window in the room and two more in the room. When I was a little, I remember that one

night, while my mom and my missabuela had, I went with much curiosity for asomarm

to the window. From there there is can be well the I remember perfectly

having seen a woman of a vestigeed blanco, floating over the water. In that moment, and that I had heard

I was quite to know that was the Yorona. But, for the supposed, even as I really to

my mom. A currugar me with her just. Despertard would be impossible because she

had the I was a very pesado. Recurred that Imancy orinada. Although it's funny, and I don't solie to pee-in-the-cama, but after that socese, commenced to be with frequency. With the time, I've accustomed to the things paranormal that are in the house, although always, even, even though I, I'm trying to an explanation logic, but almost never I can't For example, one of my suburbia was only in the house of my

Tio, the last there is a little in the same terrain. As I was operated, I could have been a but I saw her up front of the ventanal. I'd gori, to see something had happened, but when I did it to the ventanal, I sawed to her court and there was was, Dormida. Busked in the other

quarters and in the bathroom for if there was someone more than I, but no. In that house,

we were my ex-abuela and you. During the quarantine, my horace of a day of a sudden,

there was two occasions in that I last I was that I heard of the fabric, but this time

were little different. This time provenian of the rio. The first was doing a

work of the school and I heard a and I heard a lot of very, very bago. Of actually, I thought that was one of my mother, but they were just were still in

the second time that I was seen, I was watching a series, and simply opted for to up to get the

volume and try to ignore it. And although those yentos now me don't mean after just

a few months I've been a much more perturbator. I was I was a dormit when I felt a pressure horrible in the Pecho. It was like a paralysis of the but, at the same time, I saw that not it was.

I could have clearly a cat on my pecho. When I attempted to move me to keep it, I heard with total clarity how they were his four patas to the piece and me nojee, thinking that was the perrita Chihuahua of my mom, that had had subied to my camera. I went to reclamar, but she was

surprised, me he said that the perr that night not had kept out of the other just days after I'm

listening music and very late when I started to get to a gritty a gritty

was a great was this very this very so that I can't

describe it I open the eyes of the I'm

think it was a part of a psychophonia, perhaps, I don't think

that was really never he had heard so clear, so close, and that so it was more difficult to think.

But it was then when I I was two times more, completely despirte, completely conscient. You're espalusinant. Something that only who only who have heard can't understand.

The most extrano was that nobody more in the house he was not even my perro. At the contrary, he had me at my profoundly, as the rest of my family. When I tried to do not only did something more. The Lado

vacuio of my camera, sooombed, as if someone had sated there. I'd convince me of my imagination, of that I was thinking. It was then when I heard something my back as wellas, as if someone wasinginging the almoada. I don't know where is that Ike the valor, but I went up and I went to I was running and I went to go to the room, where I was my papas. My papa had a new infart in the years of the year and they still using as a

provisional. I tried to start them. To really, I did I, but... ...dormia too, too, too. ...combe, if nothing could perturbate them, to sit down to her bed. Ah, and I, I, when I started, I scented, told what happened. My papa, with his pod of habitual,

asia me of Doña Dea, me said, No, you spanked, Doña De Abla. Only you've heard, but not you can't do anything. I tried to explain to what I've

heard, and then he imitue the grito, exactly how I heard. If it was the Yorona, and if you

know, I'm just because it's because something something when she goes to see a little Only one's only some who are the heard,

those who are those who are a very profound, of the it's very difficult to I don't know

that I'm but I'm sure that that not not a not not if it's the Yorona that

but there is a there is a something that flotas over the Rue, I don't know but there is

something very extra, to some passes to me. In this place that I can

observe from my window, while I'm to write this story. People, we'll

get a story more, a story more very night, you'll hear you and

but first I want to you know on our social. It's super important

that you do you do you do you know, there's at least of the

time, like some of our the firm of the books and if we're on Instagram, X, TikTok, or Facebook, are to be able to all the time of what

happens around the relato of the night. Dichael, not we'll detenem us this episode, because we'll get one history more. That you guys and put attention to your dreams, because

maybe they're saying something. We'll continue with a relato more this night. Hello, again, community. I want to tell you this story that me

told her mom of a great friend, Nancy, suceded in Bispairas of the Naviad. She remembered that when I was a little timid. Preferia not to go. That year, her family passed the Noche Good With One With One Of Those Meas, and she decided to get her in her house, being a film of terror. This occurred in the years 80.

She was in a movie of a movie, with her perrita Nina, Dormida, his feet. It wasia bastante frio, so just awesomable the nose for between the covichas.

The arbolito of Navidate was behind with his lights and he had the typical

Nacinian Mexican, with a new-Nio- more great than the other figures

of the pesehry. Nancy said that he had a dream, and I was

he was his family regresser, when he had been like if something that

had had to He was a cailed. He said, Ah, yeah, he got Santa Claus.

He said that they're the gats of the the other than flaccidating the movie, when he

heard of her voice when she was, you know, it's heard of herald, she asked her, and was asterisked. that the spheres were balanced. Like if something else

had just made to move. He said that, maybe a gato, had entered by the portecita of Nina, looking food. He was going to another.

The door was well, was very closed. He started on the techo, and this he put more nervous.

And, he sent you all the lights of the house and the patio. No, could do anything. Orlidens it of cellulare's

in that then. All aserser more tard, the Cansion he was in his own and he was in

a sudden he was a little bit more very strong in the little bit of the head he noticed that

he had a pelons in the palm like if something had had

had to get to immediately grittable the name of the girl

Nina Nina? Nina He found the poor Scondida Bough of the Cometrored She said

A Nancy terrorized Insist you For her But it was When it was When it was When I

heard a voice in the Salah It was clearly the voice of a little You know

In this moment He was He was He was He was To be Salas

the room, he was all tranquil. The lights of the tree still are oncended but the spheres of new count,

still still were still they were they when it saw the little something,

something just to the child of the last minute, I had something

had been a man's a man's with a little, and said,

Nancy gritt, and I Forried to be in-serrars in her room with her perrita, that she was going to bellow of the camera. Or,

after she said that someone to talk about the door. It was the babyita, a manate, a bigita,

and marlose that was a little was all the was good, and Nancy, and even you're

feeling and and she and the old, the back, the house, he said he said

he'd he'd he'd he'd he'd They heard one more Rewoods on the Techo.

Nancy He thought was imagining, but the sound continued. They were They're,

they're like Cascabels. Juanita came to the house and he said to move here.

And Nancy from the window she saw the view simply to look at the

time. Poco a little the RIDO when when When they got her parents and

brothers and brothers major, Nina finally started from the floor, moving the collar like if

nothing had been pasted. Almost all in her family they said that

was for to get to get to her but his but he

said, he said, I think my I've seen for the patio

of back I'm not to get to be not sure I'm

never to get to the Terrador that could sonar, those words were tranquilized

a little. She was a little, although, now I had a fear real to get to

a single. After that night, she'd always they'd when were to when they

were, and her and her and her and they're I'm sure, I'm hope that

nobody more to be with that strange duend of the Navi- Revising your nacements,

before going to to sleep. Felices Fiestas and much thanks for to hear. That have very good

nights.