Relatos de la Noche - Noche de Terror Acampando Sola (historias paranormales

Episode Date: July 24, 2026

Una mujer decide pasar la noche sola en un bosque remoto, siguiendo las huellas de un padre al que apenas conoció. Lo que comienza como un viaje íntimo y tranquilo cambia cuando escucha pasos alrededor de su casa de campaña y una voz cantando entre los árboles.   Después, durante una pijamada en una casa rodeada por un enorme jardín, cuatro amigas cuentan historias de fantasmas antes de dormir. Aunque una de ellas les advierte que el miedo puede atraer cosas, ninguna imagina lo que terminarán viendo entre las ramas.   Dos relatos de encuentros aterradores en lugares donde, al caer la noche, la oscuridad parece esconder algo más.   Noche de terror acampando sola | Doble función de Relatos de la Noche Compra el libro de Relatos de la Noche dando clic aquí. 

I was just there, encamping, away from all and of all. Pover, even when, yet I'm after the

madrugat, I heard that someone came around my house of the campana. Who were

that was there were out, I'd that I would be a question. Good and

well- to this double function of the night. Comeensable. Hello,

O'Reel and all to all the people who My name Mariana, and what I'm going to tell me, passed just a little more of two years, when my father. During much time I thought that this story had to be with him,

and not because he had that was his spirit, and because I had seen something that could recognize as a but I, not be for him, no have been that carmone-netta, nor that house of campaign, nor had you had said that place. All what happened that night started with the necessity a little absurd

to get me a man that, I don't know I, my father, my father were when I was very a little. My mom never was to him,

and when I'd to say it was to say that had been an person irresponsible, that not I could be to be sure that could have

done to be to be sure. During my infancy, a pair of a few of the and then. Some targetas of

a new visit that I remember only, because I would have five or six years.

Then he he was to appear. My mom no had to you would

be able to I'm I've learned to not to not to get to

not to not when I've had been contacted for my account

but but for then there was a kind of there

was a person I don't I don't know what to say to him. He also seemed to know how to acercars. We were two persons that were father and a child, but that preferrere in

in some way not to prove how strange they had been. I knew that he was a man who had been one of my Tios, a brother no one of his ownically convivou much more with me than he. He said that something a sudden, that he he had been found out of his case The next would have to revise,

accounts, things personal. No, I sent the pain that a little bit a child should be

that's what my affected, you know, I did hear at receiving the news. I

kept sent out with the telephone in the mind, thinking that now

if it had had been made that to know to until

until not we could imagine that I could that he would be explained his reasons or that I would reclamarer the mrs.

His mother didn't even. Me quit her possibility to have it some day. A few years ago, my auntie, he was called me. My father had a cabotet to my name. It was a land cruiser, a little, of those that you can't see much in the city. Color of red,

obscure, with the paintura that by the sun, and various gulpies, small in the doors. I was not that had lived much, like my papa. When I went to recog her, I thought that would have that the airs that have been a year without any to be able to be it, but was a little bit of the car. Ollia, more than a a a a a

humor. In the part of the tracerer, there were caches with utensilies to campar, a yelera, a parrilla a barrily big, lampras, a casita of campana, and various covichas enroled. My Tio said that my papa He said almost every dayons

of the time. Not was very sociable, according he. He was to manage during hours

and dormers in the bosque. Then he took his telephone and me showed

some photos. In almost all it was the same that was a lot of

a lot of a little to a rio. My papa not appeared in there.

There was a stia a starr, a tass of metal, a a car on a little bit of a picture of a little and that a little bit of a form I felt, no necessitably to demonstrate that

that had been there. A photo me called particularly the attention. Sevea in a cameronet in a clear, roaded of arbores very altos. Detra's, there was a rolloo and a one side, a pietra plan on where he had a place, my TASA. My Tio recognized the place.

He said that was the favorite of my papa and that during years, I had regressed there various times. I don't know in what moment I decided to go. I think at the first only wanted the camionette to feel how it was. Then I began to revise the boxes, to imagine to him using all those things. I found a librette with routes, with a letter very fea, gastos of gasoline and names of the places. There no other thoughts, nor confessions,

or nothing that could serve to know it, and that I'd have a little to pen to admit, I thought that I'd find, only kilometers, prices, and notations, like how long a line needed, or the

the way not even after the jubia. Between those notes there was the site of the photography. I thought that to campar there could be a sort of Omenage. No, I wanted to do a ceremony, nor to be able to salt.

Just, I just wanted he had sat down. To do you have been a foggata with his causes and to dream a night in the house of campana that had been her. It was the most similar to accompany what I would have to have. I never had camped alone. There had campments of a new year and a few friends at the university. But always had much people, music, other houses of campana. No, I don't know, not was only different.

But this was different. The place to go and I was the ten of kilometers of the house most circling. And the last tram was a road of terracery for the that just came to the camoneta. I told me to my mom that he was to go to even, even, I thought that I'd rather. I'd try to deten me or that would have been

the voyage in another discussion about my papa. As always. I revised the cabinetta, I bought food for two days, I was carried water and I was very a very early on a week. I came after the four of the afternoon. The carmone had been more long than what imagined and for moments I thought that I had

had been lost, but I recognized the clear of the photography and just me a serque. The piedra stilled onto the arroo. There was a circle of the earth that where many people had made chogatas and some troncos

cuted to use as as far as the place was a beautiful, the world were all

the sun and they see the the light, but in the clear was sufficient

light, no, there was there was a noise of motors and signal of telephone

to many people that would have seemed a very

me to me I'm tranquill I'm I always had more fear of the vivus than any spirit of the bush. I thought that as much more than other people, more secure I would have been.

I took a time to form the case of the campaign. It was great and no more instructions than the internet of a parecida. Some varillas had marked with cintas of colors, Surely, for that my papa knew where I was every one. Aung-asurma to disarm a part and

start again. When I terminated, I felt ridiculously a lotchonet, a little bit of a box to do-dermine and a lamparita a little.

Then I got the chair that appeared the photographs and I put onto the padra. Prepared coffee in the tass of metal that had been

your and me kept there looking the water of the arroo during a rata I felt something like

a lot very similar to the peace or to be able to be my papa

I thought in him preparing coffee in that same little

little the water I'm I asked if also I was

not I'm I thought in me if I had

had been I had I found no response, but for the first time not I appeared questions urgent. The bush was fresh and I had a pino, a a tira humid. I incendil a fogata, before that it wascurecia and

calentee in a certain small. All of what I expected. The coffee was too much carried. The food was always seemed to keep me, and the hume of the foggata always seemed to even to import where I satire. I said that my roba would bepestant. Aon-asy,

I did brutet every thing because I could imagine it, doing the same. The change, community. What I make to share this story in relatoes of the night occurred when

it was to the nightcear. While there was a little, the bush the bush was a big, but

comprehensible. Could distinguish the arbor, the road, the camionetta, but when disappeared the ultimate

clarity. All the all of the circle of the fogata he just saw the trunco

more near the light, and behind there was a black was a

was it was a more than the poor that

was a dark and it was under the other there was

a space there was a quiet Vienta, VINDA, The fogata

tardone to bea I had I had to get to get to but every

the busk's a more the the noise of the

trunco trun-a the phrases accommodated and then when a chispa sub-e and it

when it the I heard for the first the silence of the place. The arroo still was

going to but it was more less far as no no see any insects or

there or I did my things with a lamp of the hand I

guard the the carmionette and I found I was

I'm gothated on the yelera when I heard

that I saw that it son it someone had had

Mander'se to immediate and I punded the lampre to the arbores to the arboros and rams of the woods Alcans, Rums, Ramos, and Ramos Vagas, but no I did nothing. Permanesee I just a moment, trying to hear of I think that it could be a venad a, a javali or an animal that I no

knew I, no, I didn't know, I even knew what animals were there. Moved the light on the other and finally I I went to what I was doing. When I packed

the lamp I heard I heard this this time I was from a point different and

it was a little more closer I and I did it I'm

I'm the soil looking eyes movement or some some

that there there there I'm there I'm kept

quite until that the arm to the last I'm

Then I reigned of me myself. Stable in a busk there were ramas all parts. For the

supposed to something to go to pass to the house of campana I'm

the car and I had had left on the the house the

interior was a very small in control and

that I so I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm

I'm the room in Still, no, it was a small. It was a little more of the 10. I thought that only had to get me dormita.

If I'd have the eyes when I'd open them, I'd be a loose, it would be a day. That idea me was quite a single, and the only option real. I piqued the lamper and me met in the box

to doorming. I don't know how much time passed before that I'd start on the passes. I'm sure that I had kept dormita

because I opened the eyes disorientated and remember during a second where I'm

thinking that was in my house, in my camera, tranquilla. Then

I heard another pass. It was very pesado. A ram of a

day, the sogues and then there were a pause and then a pause. One seconds

after was repeated and this now was a animal little.

It was in serious, like the rhythm of someone coming with with a good I'm completely immobile. The pathos

were in a part of the house of campaign and then they were to continue. I thought but during

a little a rato, I saw you nothing. I thought to send the lampa, although

me did fear that the light would be that the light and would be exactly

where I'm nearer the the end of the start to look at a

a small abertura, but outweigh was so dark. The passos began again again again. But the side of the Camionetta, me convinced that I had toomar me. No could pass all the night imagining that there was someone afloor. So I encended the lampara of man. I opened the sierra one centimeters and I setke first the brazo. Recurried the clear with the light. The Camionetta I still there. The sill was

the floor of the pierced a The circle of the fogata was completely apagued. No, I saw no animal or person. Abri, a little more and I setke the head. The air

was very free. I'd illuminate the arbores. Nothing was to move and I'd from the house of Campa. Died a world around.

Then I came to the camionetta. I felt a tont but also alibiated. Revised detrace the the arvoles more

and illumined to the road. No, there were that could distinguish signalles

of other vehicle. In that moment I thought in I'm I'm

put you to get and get to the morning but almost every

thing that had been to my pap the house of the

silla, the lamparas, the taza, even the covichas. Abandoned all, me seemed to lose it again. Abrily the camonet and I waske to something with to defend me. Debeauld of the ascent, I found a knife into a

fund of a quero. No, it was an arm elegant, and I don't think that were an arm in reality. It was a tool that my papa that would probably use to cut a cord, rata, ramms, or food.

Even so, to have it in the hand me felt more secure. Like if my papa, me help me, I'd go to the campana. I was re-theirre and I paged the light. Decid I, if I'd hear it, I'd say if I'd say, I'd say, another. If it was too, I'd sender the camoneta and miry without recoges, and I'd recoges nothing. So, I'd have been in a long time, sustaining the cuchy-chillo against the pecho. The

fear was diminuiting a little to little. The body can't maintainers in alert for ever. The muscles were floated. The parpads began to and I turned to end up again again. The voice

me disperto. It was a woman can't. At the beginning I thought that I was soñando. The melody was so bad that was mishlava with the noise of the rolloo. No, I recognized the song, and I could understand

words, it was only a voice feminine can't stand of a space, like someone that's while she'd be a lex, maybe at the

part more serrata of the bush. Remanice atosted, trying to understand that was

listening, the voice was just and then it was a little more clearer, no,

it was a grapation, much less was an animal. There were respirations, change to tone and a melody that was repeated.

It was a woman. The first thing was that I'd be another person camping near, although I knew that no had seen nobody at the time. Talves there was a cabana more out of the ender or someone had arrived while I'd dormia,

but then you'd look at the the tail of the house of campana and I noted that out there no one of the water no would be a little bit of that A lampra, no, a telephone, a fogata. Although it was a lex, something should be able to be between the arbores.

But no, there was nothing. The obscurity was absolute. And the woman continued to and I waserke the sierra without the door. It would be just sufficient to take the head. When it was, it was to dovoo.

No. It was not terminated. It was just It was a A second I Knewing I'm

Knewing I'm absolutely nothing I'm absolutely nothing I'm I'm

not sure I'm moving the voice simply had had to exist

I did enter the the door the now

I'm I'm not you could say there was there there

someone in the bosske someone that I was that I Someone who had decided to

can't in the obscurity and that he's called when I amomed. I thought in to bring the camoneta and go to me. Also I thought to call to someone,

but no had a signal. I know what did and any decision was worse than I'd be a quiet.

If I'd have to traverse various meters to the camonetta without that was that person if I'd I'd confirm

that was a sustada. If I'd I was, I would have my silhouette. I was sat down with the Cucille in the hands. Passed 10 minutes. Then 20. I read the telephone.

It was two with 17. Still, there were several hours for the amneseer. No, I was to hear the voice. Tumbole was the pass. Pocco, I began to think that who was had been there, Maybe only was

someone someone that was a person that had had been to be a bit of

I'm I'm repeated, I'd have been that I had come a certain

and the silence was not I'm a hour more

more the person the person's I'm not even I'm

never before I'm In some moment, I was there I was to let's without the Cucillo. Recurred to think that

only I'd cancery a few minutes. The the second was the house of

the house of the cyper, the sound I was the eyes,

the entrance of the house to was the first was a

line never, and then the space is a little more

great. No could have a a face or a silhouette, just the aperture, crecied into the space. And I grite, so I gritted with all the force that I could and lanced the

Cuccio to the entry to the aperture and it came out of out of the air. No I heard that he'llpear a Cuerpoh, no, there was a quejillo, and passes courriending. The Tela simply kept abiered and behind, and there was obscurity. Salis without put me in the sapathes. No, I'd look the lampra

or the telephone For sure I'd I'd I'm the same You're

a cameroneta and while I did it I was I was the sensation very

clear of that there was there I'm there I'm

there I'm I'm I'm really I really I

I can I I'm I I'm I but I

I was a reogo was a figure a long and very delgada, barred in the house of

and the arboles. I didn't see the car. No, I'm sure that would have

been really been a tronco, a sombra, or something that my mind formed because

I was to find out to find out of that I never had seen that directly. And I

the wanted the chance to bolted. Abri the camionetta, I steward the door and I

took a various intentos to make the the key because the man was to tremble when the motor for fin ranco the lights

illuminated the light for a second I saw the house of a campaign abirta the

the stia the fogata apagated and the arvables behind there nobody

nobody more than I ranke the the yantas patinininin over the

the and I almost I hit a trunk while to give up a little bit of a carmone by the way to know how

I was, I just wanted to me. I was constantly the spejo and I was

looking a light, a person running behind or something over the car of the

car and it was after a few kilometers I got a cabna that had been

a car I've been a office of vigilance or a house for

the workers of the zone. There was a light on the light and two vehicles afuerra. No I kissed to talk.

I stacioned and I kept in the carmionette with the doors askeurated. The

fear began to go to get to get to I was sitting with the head

in the ballante I was when I saw there there was a overient

to the cabna me he looked but no he I was about. I also

I didn't want to tell you to tell her nothing. In the light of the morning, all what had passed was exaggerated. I think in the house of campaign, in the

things of my father, and in the possibility of that someone to get her and decided to return

as much. The clear was exactly exactly the day earlier at the house of

the house of the first was that was the first that was a very that

I was sure of having out of the aperture and to have left the sierra at the middle,

but when I was completely a certain the room the chair and the stia

was the tass was where they had had been the the yellow

and the and the and there was the house

of the lamp the lampra still was the telephino

that was on the the box and the the form of my

body still. Afora, I found the cutio various meters

more down to the ground in the point. No had

no no there. No, there had nothing that

had to had got to the around. The

soil was covered of the surface and some

some there were my since the time before.

I don't I found a rastro that other person had been there's so much

collies of cigars food or signals of other campfamento I'm

packed all the more fast I did not say I

disarmed the house of the barrails and I cheed and

Icheed in the car the camo when I went I one way

I went to the picture to my father in the

easy that I'm at the light the day never ever went to I'm

not quite I'm didn't if someone had heard of something had been

something I don't see my father I went to

go to a night I'm I see my revised

some many sometimes looking a question a a phrase that I would have ignored, but only

I found feches, kilometers, and a gasolina. The Camionette is my. The caro is my. I used to travel and to move things. I conserved the equipment of a campar in caches into a bodega. During much time, I thought in to sell it, but...

I don't do I. I feel that I'm going to have to have the new the value of to try to, like my papa. I hope that you have I've liked the history of this night, community, but... ...noway

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that we'll be part of that community also. The two inlases I'll leave in the description of this episode, and now see,

continue we're Hello, O'Reel. Hello, all those who can't hear about the night. Me called

Maria Fernanda, and this me passed when I went to in the preparatory. During a pyjamada in my house,

we're four amy-a- and No one ever about much of that night. A few times when I've tried to try her to new, someone's saying that

surely it was an animal, a somber or a person that had subied to the arbor, a bag, and yeah. The fact, no, there are much explanations. They're allan ridiculas,

but you'll understand why. I prefer to think that some of those have reason. My house is outside of the city, in a colony that in that time still didn't

completely constructed. Today, it's solitary, but in that then it was much more.

There was a middard of land of many of the many streets even not were pavimented and the

houses were separated one's of other. The Nuestra was a lot of the most

great, and not because it was a caselucous but because the terrain had pertiniced

to my my parents and my papas construed only in one part. Here, before it was to

be made, all the patio. Atrace there was a garden enormous than the

house, and it was full of the old that nobody had planted

in years. With the different a circle, arboles old, mesquite,

spirules, one of them that always was very very the two pieces of altitude. I was at the window of my recamara,

at one of 15 or 20 meters. Of the day, the garden was beautiful. My mom had flowers. There was a mesa of cement and my father had had a corgated a maca in two arboles. When we were my my mom and I

we'd have had any problem. We'd just but of the night the garden not the same the house The lights of the house only

alcanzominy the first troncos. All the other disappeared. No, there were postings in the part of the backer nearer that arrojolus. From my window

could be to see the garden to a certain point and then it was a obscurity complete. The rams of the arbor great were

oversalian on the obscurity because received a little of the cell, but the cupa almost always

always seemed a negative. One of the year, my papas They'd visit our families Normally, we're They're going to my Armourna and me But that year

Only was my Irman with them Because I insisted in to give me Yeah I had 17 years And I'd have Semanas

Plenading a Piyamada with my friends My papas accepted with the condition That we'd We'd be able

To get us And that no I'd be Maybe Maybe that my T She'd be We needed something. She lived in the same colony, and had a copy of the

Chavez. My friends came out of the Saturday. It was Lucie, Anna, and Jenny. The four studied together together since the first of preparatory, and, although we were a lot different, in that moment we loved. The time passed without any newadadad. We'd pizza that's tarded hours in

to get, we've we were music and we were taking photos for all the house.

In some moment we went to see because Lucia wanted to find out of we'd

not we're sitting in the mess of cemento with the lights of the sun on us on us

I'm sure that you look over various times to the hours and he was

saying that not he wanted to if had seen something responded that no, that simply not he just about the gardens

of the night. We've got to enter, rindon us to her, although not with a malintention. For us, it was part of its form of her. After that midnight we went to my recamara.

We had we've putchones and covichas in the piece. We've got, we're fresco, and a lampara small over a screen over a

story. We've seen two films of terror, and when we're the second Lucie proposed that we'll pack our lights and

we'll talk about stories of phantasmas Anna started talking something that supposedly had occurred

in the house of her was the typical story of a woman that year in the

but Anna she had was a very well she was she invented about a little

she was about a timeas all we we're we're because she was

she was about. Well, Intentable not to reirce. But even so, Jenny he said that she was

shegier. Lucia he said that now she said he said that no she

said that was more to talk to other other insisting because we know

that she had told many and Jenny did say that no. The

I record sentada under the paret abrasasas a amuad looking us

like if really was really I'm worried we're she not said

that those things not not not much in a house so

so that ale lucas said she he said I

going to get phantasas because we're talking to you know

that in that was that was that he he

did he thought that when many people were

unyed to think in spirits, at imagine apparitions, and to feel fear at the same time, it was like

to sender a lot for that something to find them. According she,

no important that the stories were falseas. The important was the attention that one

was she was we were because we've been hours viewing pictures of our

we'd He said that in my house never had passed a extrano we've been many years living there

and nobody had seen I've seen the ventas and I said that the only that there were

there were there were there were no there cemterios houses abandoned

and nothing that could give more there and a embron

abandoned and yeah lucy see the light and opened the

light and opened a little the curtain to to garden.

The vista, I have to admit it, it was made for a story of

terror. They were to see the first the first the light of the plant

back. More after the ramas were in the obscured in the

dark was right to be quite, and some with

the lucia said that was the scene and

did it to ask herny to tell her something. Jenny still negating until that Anna promised that would be the ultimate story and that then we'd

doormeriams. I also I also I thought that she said only to just to let us

told something a very cordo. He said that in the town of his abel there was

where a house where a family heard all the nights that someone was out of

a ram to another. At At the first they were gats, but a madrugat the little major was with a lampra and a woman agatched in the copa of an arbor. The woman looked at it, and then he was to go back on the tronco without

up, moving with the hands and the feet. Jenin no did more details. He said that the family was from the house a few days after, and that the Buela had been adverted that the bruce not always they were voled. Some of us the arboles to get

to start to touch the soil. Lucille he reclame that the story to end up

the child. But Jenny said that no had said and that had had

had been enough enough. Encended the light and us said it

said we're we're we're the picture we're we're

the telephos and we're and this one didn't

discuss The form in that the story we had made made uncomodos. Maybe because the ventana

was just behind of her and could be seen the armol great between the

courtinas. We prepared to do to do make. Anna and Lucia

and she kept in the recamara accommoding the colchons. Jenny

and I went to the back that was the final of the

passio. I'm I'm said that I'm didn't that I to be to be so sturted so that lucid has always

had always been too long as jenny no responded he was taking the maquillage front of the spejo and he had an expression serious then. Then, he asked if really never had passed a nada in the house. He said that no. Me asked if someone had meted

at a little bit at a garden and I'd say that no, that the vards were in altas and that we had been with his papas. While we talked, we heard the voices of Anna and Lucia in my recamara. We were still, and they were in a voice baugh. At the beginning we thought that they were trying to

to be astustsarned. Jenny did what was doing and me looked. One of them said something that we could not get to hear well. The other responded that no she moved. We came out of the room. The door of my recamara was between and the light apagata. I asked what they were doing. None responded.

Jenny entered first and I went to the back. Anna and Lucia were at the window, agached under the mark. No, they were having a man up and we had a man upentadion, and Anna looked at the curtain as if she was evered that something appeared that something appeared. asked what was. I thought that I thought that I thought the problem and I put it in the room. The two gritted at the same time, Apagala! Apagala!

I was I was to immediately. Anna She threw to the soil and hallo Jenny to the brazo for that it was also. I gotchaed with them. I asked what had you had seen, but Lucia took a few seconds in respond. Dijo that there was something in the arbor. My first reaction was noxion.

I was to go to go to me. I said that they'd have to have to go. That Jenny was justada and that no had a grace. Lucille juror that not a frome. Anne began to cry. No, I'd like to tremble the boke and no he'd just to the ventana. Lucia no's explained that,

while accommodated the cobbings, had seen movement in the copas of the arbor. He thought that was a big, a bolstered a doorada. He was to look at her and then, Noto that the form was more above of what he had creed. He called Anna and the two

were all and they were and they were. No, they were they were sure that she moved. Jenny asked in which Arbor.

Lucille signaled the most great, the that was just front of the ventana and nobody said nothing during

a moment. Jenny us asked that not usomarms. Dino that we had to

the curtain and we were to lucy insisted that we had to be because if we'd see we're not even to be it, we'd just bea more. I was convinced that it was a ramed moved by the wind. In that

garden had a-beces of the vicissons, lacquaches, lechusas, all the class of animals. Although I had a little bit of a much to admit it in the Delany of them, Lucille levanted, a little end up

a corner of the curtain. We just indicated that we're not to get to the window. The four

we're going on the piece, one to the other. I was between Jenny and Anna.

Lucia signaled to be up but from that position just be you a part

of the garden. We've got to a little. At In the first I didn't see nothing. The arbor it was like always. The ramas most

backers received the luses of the sala. The part superior was a mass a black against the sky. There were ojas moving-sook even if it waspola the wind. Lucia signaled a rama grueza that was to the left.

Then I distinguished a form. It was a cumulation of ramas and ojas, a bulto a dark in the middle of the cupa. If Lucian would have signaled exactly the place, maybe never had noted. He had a contorn

extrano, elongated, but could be anything. I said that was a ram. Anna neged with the head.

We're looking looking. The form not was moved. During some seconds to feel

alivio. I thought that the fear was making see a figure where only had a hoax. He was about to start the curtain when a part of the bulte changed to position.

Something was extended to the end up a little bit more a figure advanced over the ramas without put to

the feet. It was afto two very despacio and so put you in something that

could be hands or the and then he was still made immobile again.

I tried to understand what was being. There was a person between the ramas. That was the only that had

been made to get into the garden and had been up to the arbor but was almost in the cupa

at a at a level to have been very difficult to get. Also, not had

a lampara and her body was confundia with the sombras. The figure was

moved again. This This time I could see that he had a cabello, and he was a little, the corvo was too dergado. He was aghatched over a ram with the

rodillas very abjured to the torso inclinado. No could have the rostro, because the head was up to the garden, but the postura not was the of a person sated, and the of someone trying to maintain the equilibrium. It was a comod of there. Jenny commenced to rest. me

it's in voice a voice the woman he went the woman

we're we're never we've never we never we've the

shape the form of the body but the four we

think the she's a her her head her

her and she he's looking in direction to

the ventana we we're we we're taped the boca to not gritty. Jenny haled the carton and tried to

start herrower, but Lucille said that no, that we needed to see if it washavah. We'lllvan us only a separation very small between the tail and the padet, and the woman not was in the same place. The buscalfe under the ramas. During various seconds, no

we could find her and that was the the more. I thought that he had had been in the part of the trunk that not even

we could be to beards to the window or even in the garden and then

trying to enter in the house. Then Anna she said,

she was still up more near the end of the

ram we didn't we had got that so

that the ram was the down and she

had but An animal that no pescathed nothing. I was sure that no caminada. Movied first a man, then a person, arastraning the body without separer the pecho of the

madera. De bece in when he had laidia the head to us. Then he opened the brasos. No, I can't explain it

other way. Extendio the extremities to both sides like if were to start or to get to and the ram's so codio. For an instant

his body was a little more clear of the sky and we were much more grand than what it was much

high, very delicate the the rope now we'd that had she'd and was

under her like pedas of her like if were bendas negas Anna gritted

very feo the figure was contrajo de-gulpe and he moved to ushocas. Avonsed various meters for the ram, with a rapidness impossible, making that all the cupa so hitter.

Serramos the ventan and the curtains. Lucia and we we pushed the strytorio against the wall, although we knew that a ventana serrated not if really there was something

something in the arbor. Encended us. Jenny commenced to cry and us said that she had had baredito, that we didn't

to tell stories that we had we had called to something. I was the last that was to hear of hear of my telephone and I marked my papas. My mom tardone to understand me. I was too rapidly and he said that there was a woman in the garden. My papa

took the telephone and me he said to have all the doors, that not backer us and that would call me Tio. I asked if we had seen seen a person enter. He said that no. Pregunt was if the

woman, still there. No, we know we didn't because I

didn't see that we're in the recamara, we're we're we're

just listening to outside. During a minute there no

no no there. Then there was something on the

the the the thing was a after the house

there a house on the part of the court of the

lavado. We knew the the ruses that were the gats when came down there this

sounded more more but it could be anything. Nobody quissor said it

said it said, nobody said that that was there was there on the

on the on we're on us we're we're we're we're

we we're the The noise cruised the side of the garden to the part of the house It was

Pekeous Gropons and pauses A few times I was just Ones And then He was

He was Againy Resable Murmurand Lucia Sustenia I had I've taken

the screener of the I've taken I had the telephone in the Man looking the Pantaya

every few seconds Like if that me that that reality. My Tios

got approximately 20 minutes after. We heard the motor and then then the door and then were the door to make sure to say that they were they went to get us. We got to hurrying and separate us.

My Tio he was a lampra and a machete. My Tia entered the house while he revised the doors and the windows. Let us tell us what we had we seen. My Tio

thought that could be a ladron. He said that Maybe someone had entered to the terrain and he

had subed to the arbor to be to be the lamp

while we're we observed we the salas alum

the tronco the the ramas and then the cup and no

there nobody he he heviso at the bodega around

the house and along the the door no

another rotas. The arbor great had a tronco ancho and the first ramas were up. My Tio intended to be where could have been uped a person but he said that was almost impossible. Aun-as and he still was looking for a enough time. My Tia us asked us that we had to tell us exactly how was the

woman. When we mentioned that was that was gotchaed between the ramas and that he was moved with the hands and the feet, I was sure that changed her expression. We asked if, before we had done a game

if we have done a whiffa or something or something we said, we said he said we had we

had been bellas if we had said something before the picture. Jenny

responded that only we had told stories of terror. My my tia

mirs to the garden and he said that in that said

that she had said that but I never had heard

that so, so I asked that I was about. He said that before my fathers construed some of the people were

that were in the houses women were walking on the nightrored by the madrucada. My abuela also had

heard no one of that. For that nobody about the time. My Tia

tried to rest of importance after after. Diko that were many old,

that she and my mom had grown that had been grown to occurred nothing.

Jenny he asked if the stories could call to a a girl.

And my tia no respond he said, and they were with us all the

night. My my tio had did the other and we got to our

recamara we we're we're we're to come to the person.

Nobody ques to not over the techo and the day The next my tithe o'er revised the arbor.

Subed a escalera to look at the ramas back. Buscough pedasos of roba, buscow any sign of

that something that had had been but no he found nothing, nor markers in the tronco.

My friends were before the midday. Jenny no, she despid of me as

always. Her mom came to her and before to get to the auto me said

that not had been that was that not That no, that was the garden during the night. My papas regressers again. My papa put the new in the garden and he

mandoed to do a various ramas of the large. Never he said that was too old, that his raises could be sustaining parts of the terrain, that was important to respect it. During various days, I had to be to dormer in my room. When I went up to the curtain

a little bit of the night the four we've seen the same. Not exactly with the same details, okay. Lucias said that he he was to see her a very a car. Anna, I said that the woman

sonrised when she circled for the ram. Janie never he never even said that she not had seen so. When someone was just said that not was a woman horrible, that no,

it was a bruise of the stories. and I don't I can't see the rostro I just I just I just record his body

moving between the ramas and the rapidness with the place when Anna

grittow and well the community the the old still

still I don't live in that house but my when I

go to visit those I sometimes I'm into

my old my court my my father they

have always they're is errada, even for the tars. Never I've asked why.

The truth, I don't know if I'm want to know the response.