Relatos de la Noche - Una hora de Relatos de la Noche (Especial 12 aniversario)

Episode Date: January 24, 2025

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Very good No, Noyes, Community. It's incredible to look back to look at

back, look all what we've constructed, and is that this little

program that was a space on YouTube to stories

of fantasas, legends, relats of encounters, it were

a community in a community. For example, for two years

consecutive, in the podcast most heard in Mexico, in the podcast in

Spanish more has heard in the world. Thank you have made to

this project transcending platforms, tracienda countries, and even transcending the internet

it's it has been part of our customs. To any rinkon of the

world to us listen, it's a brother, and a reason,

we have an episode long, we want we're we're going to be time

the the next stories that we've selected quiteosomely because represent them much of what we like, themes that we're passionate. You atreve to discover which is?

Ponte comoda, comodo, because it's moment to close the eyes and to get you get to get it. And is that you're entering in the

next relato of the night. Hello, Urily, Community RDLN. My number is Pablo.

I'm in a localidad of the state of Tulaskala, conundate with the state of Puebla, a few minutes of the tanguquee of San Martint, Texmelucan, but currently I've been in Tijuana, where I've identified some places mentioned in the stories that the community has shared.

I'm as a fan of the channel in Facebook, when I found the page and the relato's scribed in publications. Today, no me pired no capitual of the program. The story that I'm going to tell us passed my family and me before 13 years, during the first months after the last of the nascimento of my

brother, the most small is of five brothers. My grandmother major cruised to the preparatory in the turn of Bespertino. I was in first

of secondary, my brothers, quets, or gemelos, were in quarters of the primary. The horaries schoolaries different,

were to give to my little to care to my mom, who had still delicate after the parto.

My papa has dedicated to the construction and albaenelia all his life. Due to the scarcity of work and the

mal-paid that was in the people and the world, he was to work to work in other states.

This was more urgent when my mom got embarrassed. In this time my father

was in the state of Morrelos, for what he was not that I knew. For questions

economic, not would be after my my brother had my father had had been

a surprise that I used did it was that always us were filled of emotion.

That time my mom, for some a strange reason, he was the room where I'm and he was

my brother's to do you to get to the other to see my my mother and I would be

to get to get to get to I'm sure. I'm the noise characteristic of the In my mind, I'd be the first in

see it, receiving it and help him with his things, for what we always competed between my brothers. In middle of that emotion we'd forget about something. My hermanita recently wasida

was completely solo. Nobody was with her. No, we thought that it was that it was too that was

a middle to be a bulto in the patio. Although not was very illuminated, that I was I was to startable in the obscurity.

A sensation of me recorrived and without thinking to go back to the room. When I came to

my mom, I was going to something, like something that's all the whole thing. It was a figure of the

figure of a little bit of cucklilies to the feet of the roomia, I was to observe her fission

like that clearly. The figure turned to us to the figure out of us when when we went on the

mom gritted to what was that was Christian. In the house we've practiced the Christianism

for what the baptism not is that the person is conscientient and decide to do it this is

different to other religions where the baptism is a a protection for the life of

the man, I'll hear my my mom grittarly to say to

say to say to say to say to all of all that was that's because who was with us also was more powerful.

All occurred in question of seconds. Of the repent, I felt a raffa of air to start from the quarter, and my mom and I we all came from immediate. From the milpas, we heard how something something something we had to move in the mazurks. When we looked with attention, we had a figure to trepare, very agilely a tree of Capuline.

This is very difficult to describe it, community. That was human, but his form is retortyed, changing, muting to the species of reptile of the size of a small of a person

little while when I was getting to the mobile, observing us at the leech of the ramas.

My brothers were back from the sotea when all over they were they'd have heard

a voice that they were a song that he was he was even even

even though the crits my mom they were that night not don't do In the techo of the house,

we heard of the house were to hear of and then when the sound of something that was a guacolote but very, very grave.

This type of asechos not was the first and the other occasions when we were to see to see us to

look like a ball of fire that that appeared and disappeared between the arvoles

near the house. Actually my my My brother has 13 years. It's a rebel. As, maybe, much

of that age, but something I've mentioned is that since a little has been has been aseched for this type of Ceres.

He has had been a woman that is in the house when is the other things that if

me let me let me let me tell them more later. I'm I'm going

to put to another to put to a question. I'm sorry, and I'm I appreciate much the work

that they're doing our stories. Thanks for to learn me. I've beence to go ahead and to hear your stories. Of course, I've been your

book here very close to my house and I'll buy it. Today I want to share a time. I've been

about 25 years, when I had approximately 18. My papa built a casita in the territory of the

patio of my abelos, that lived in a little a new town, near the port of Baracruz. The casita had with only two divisions.

One was at all, a cuisine and a comedore, and the other a recamara a compartida. A houseita very small, but sufficient

for my parents and for me. When I six years, we moved to a house more great, yeah that my

mom was waiting a baby. And to the first house we got to then once to live a

senior of a 60 years, Rosa, accompanied of her mother, to whom I I was calculate more than 80, Doaena Veneranda, that was sierra and almost not could beaer herself. Rosa was

solterona, and, also to boarder and teger, was curinger and acerangera. Asia, cures, cura of spanto, or impacho, recetabre medicine traditional or herbularia. Also, to tell if they had made made a gruheria or no, and how you could you take it? You know, I think much people know someone a woman who does this type of

workes. My papa and I we were very to visit to my abuela. He, when I was from the

school, so we were doing a misty with the inquilinas of that had been to our

house. I remember clearly the first that I saw the never ever never

never I never would never never I'm I'm on the corner of the

I was conformed by a skinnero with a mantel tegid or black. There were velas, crucifixos, a palangana blank of peltre that always had water, rosarios, a velator spiritual, images of santo and virgins, flowers, and albaca to curar.

No, I'll tell you. It was impressive to see something in what was my house. When Rosa no wasia a limpeas, senta in a sillioncito close to the altar to Doña Veneranda, and there were pasted the tars.

She abhorreda and both were in the radio or the television. A-pessar to my my vula lecomodable the quantity of people that would have been to Rosa for that they'd make, or other and they'd make sure of the rest. And they'd be in companyia

between the three. Some days were unied to rest the Rosario, and then they'd get them together when she was being telenovelas. When Doña Meneranda Muriel, Rosa

went to live to other other side. I had 18 years and I had the house-to

where practically I was only to my mother, to be more closer, and is that

she was she was that was that I'm that for her work that was a

day, I'm a day I'm I'm percat that the barc't

that the barc't that I'm vacill. And now, I thought, I said, I served the

vase and I'm at the whole of without, without the importance, me serve

water to new. But that so said much more more and I began to

put more attention. I had a foot of the bar to measure the

level, the salerer a manana the servietero I,

I distraia with the tele and and then the

minutes there I had less water. I began to imagine that I was like, because a vase of water that I served, a vase of water that was consumed without I was to talk. When this passed,

I many times, I told me to my papas, assurances that someone was taking the water. Sure, they told me tilded by loco and they said that only was my imagination, and decided to not to give me more importance, ignore what was the other, but I still going to. me served water and

the water I was going to the water not that I would be able to the water back was gonna simply

me served the bowl and at the few minutes I was in the middle it's very simple so I'm

still I'm still doing scalofrios a day I was talking with my family and it was

I just to tell you the water a girl a rosa and her mother and her visitably,

me he said, I mean, your mess is that exactly where Rosa sat about

Doa Meneranda. There you had a altar to do you see a valour spiritual,

a vass of crystal with a water and a flower black floating.

A more you too you too too is coincidensia but

for if a case that the mess of that so I did it so

I'm very many many many many people was at the table, I put a repisa a manner of the librettor. In a space I put in an image of the Virgin of Guadalupe

and a bellator that prendia of a bit of a while. The sucese of the water was interruped. Desiunable, amortable, and senable and the water that waservia was always at the level in that I had left. At past the days, I could have been

my imagination when I thought that I'd take on the water, but even now in the actuality I'm with recelow the vase while I'm trying to I'm going to pass the time my abuola

was over several months in the time months in that Rosa I was occasionally to be occasionally to be it

I remember that one day she was gonna my abel insegina my abelah felles about the 5 of a morning fresh and

full of the jubia after the first of the preparatives initials my papa me said

that was to ask her to ask her to visit five minutes to his house, located in a colony rural, aparted,

a house with a garden delanter full of plants. When I came to the morning, was still a

dark and still a dark, and jubisnable and I took the porton, I thought that

the candor not that was a little something that was always had the cardado soared,

because you have to get to Entered. The door of the house also was open

open up here took I did the good days while I'm a thing that was a

real that was that was and Rosa me said from from good good days

passale Jose I'm I'm to comeer Rosa was sat

in the mess vestia totally of black I'm I sent

to her thinking in the way when she said And, And muriel

Tomasa And parted to the house of the father I'm I'm I'm

I'm I'm I'm asked that I've asked that veneranda me

said, it was like the morning when me I'm when I

said, love Rosa Tomas is that Thomas is attended we're

to go to come her and for so I'm list. I'm going to my mom for the way, right that I'm

my coffee. A sclerofrio very intense, recurried my body. I only had to answer to tell you. Well, I'm going to do, Doa Rosa, because I have to do other mandators, to

advise to more people. She said, she said, that we'd be we the rata. When I came to house, I was justled to my papas and to my tios, what I lived. But me said

that Rosa had played a a drama. Incluso, I remember that my mom a solto a carcacada. She'd be to her old to be her old and she'd

go to go to her book, you'd have to tell her to go to go to go to get to that?

This was his argument to be to be the question. But no I'm quite a

time. The hour to Rosa me said that he said she was the hour of

the mother of my mother. A demence, to be the vestida of the black,

the serial with the serial with that said that said that the impacted much, and

now they said that it was a a drama. Rosa came to after me to my house of my mother. After the

I'm, I went to my stills, the room where my little bit of my abuelita.

There is the first Rosario of the present. Cerca of the one of the morning

came to the children that's that for being a city little, because they were

known to the family, they were they were they were they were they were,

they were they were, all of all of the room. In a moment in the when they were and they were in the recamara with

one of them and she said to a prima and me. O'igan, they have to get to the he's going to

do a formol. My prima said, what bigita? If we just all we're all we're in the court? And he'll

contested. There's a signer in the corner in the corner in the corner In that moment, his companion

that had to come down to get to be that's upure that you're in that's a thing, that they're to start with

my prima no is the question, me bids, that he did you know that we to get us

and that the family that came a tia a parrita. It was a cocker and a little

a little bit and that never had to gover and that the perrita not storber in the

patio and that not were to mochara and they were to the house. It was an iry and come of

people. Entraband and were doing a thing or other. Yeah, at the nightseer,

when the amistades started to get to a belorio, one of my little was the

little bit of the dog of the perr, that was talking to my little.

Your animal is is to go. You're go to the house in

a and just not so you move to move to a one doesn't

to the part, it's just move the collar and the My Tio was referring to my house,

where I was in that moment, the perra. And is that when my Tia was to beauntar, she was to beaugh. Dice that the perrara was fiddly the corner. The corner that was in his moment the altar, where rosa was his

limpias. After to beauntarce and to get to new for the belorio, my Tia saw that was etched in the soil, but I still looking to the the walled, just to that corner,

with the orejas well etchated back. We said that she he called various times to make her the room,

but the animal even reacted a little violent and he was just to decide to she was a lot of the

assombedience of this animal. Cerca of the eight of the night Rosa asked that someone

to get to get to a car to comears to a car, a friend no when the man came

us he had passed something that he with her talking with Rosa, sent her that someone more even in the asiento of the

back, that I was in the back, that someone even was in the coach. No, he was to

see for the retrovisor, but the presence of Rosa was the so that so that's

in a question, because obviously at that's no way. We've got that he

went to the car, and he was to see that he he was to see a someone in the auto. The the other person then

he was sent to Rosa about half hour. We said that when Rosa was up to go to get to see for the retrovisor that

a senior came with her but she was very fugas many. The sensation to be observed when she

did appear in the house of my abuelita. A vecina he said that was probably was very nervous

for the mother of the motherina Tomasa that the The jubia made that the night was to feel that that would

try to tranquilize and he did a new then a carpetas to the thing.

Fuerre of that socesses, the velourio transcured without contratemps if we

could call her so that when we were a while the day earlier,

no I'd be to gover but this time the year was my prima Carmen

before I to get the fertro of the house A my Bola no He used to

And look Now, it It's still The Cieling The Cueying The Gusts. The chicoes The funerary

Hours, Cables, where he put the ferretro, and other things. The manchach that had

asked us had said to the carosa, us said the next. I kept talking a rata

with Dona Rosa in the entrance to the panteon. He commented that

I'm much because the lady that's she was in the room is very to be a minute

and I'm she said she's a she's she's she's she's not she's

she may be to come to come to come even even I'm me rey when I'm

when she my my tia the that I've had given the she said

to move the she said to me she was her she might but with this year I'm

I can't I can't that I'm trances flanks, like Doña Veneraanda? No,

I'm a maybe she's she's she's all the I'm very very

very I'm I'm I'm I'm don't a liegeer the

presence of a spirit and is that the other I was

I'm convinced that she was in the belorio was

in the endier of my my abuel was there

was there in my people you used the

Rosario's for diffunto during nine days. In this they're they're family,

parents, and amistates. At the final the fifth rest, after the

were the family, and so we're we're the family, my mom us said

that she did it a parent she put to see the and the vashias

and the photos of a big that was a vittrina he was he said

a photo. These seniors were at the But right that she was the bigita, me surprised. Here is very much a cabada, very major, but in the panteon was a parted very direct, behind the other

senior. Dice my mom that she only said. I only saw Rosa, the most young. A other woman, I not was I was. The parent then said he said, he said, is that if I'm called the attention because they were dressed totally of black, even the medias

in the retrato, as they're they're they're they're and she mother,

Doa Veneranda in this photo accompanied a friend that is the first

communion I remember that my mom and it said now now

every more more more is true and Veneranda

came to come to come to the rosaries

the first and second made is my abole was practically vacillia. Only my T. Rogelio still living there, for that the house not

totally solo. I still in the Mia. For the third month, the Rosario was a Saturday, for what my Tios and my primus were in the

house from the house from the last of my abelita had a lady and his husband, like at

the 9 of the morning that we were we were making some my tautil me said, Fifat, Pepe,

like at the 5 of the morning I wasperted because I was called I don't think what they said I thought that was Rogelio mirrored the

TV I was I was born to get to and I'm more conscientious me perquet that were

voices of that were that were they were I'm ars I'm saded and in this moment

all you kept in silence he no he no he was he was he was

he was I don't do you do it Now, I want to tell something that passed at the morning of the

endear of my mom something that we don't we're not to talk about you, and that's

you're not suggestionary. Segoo you're going to you're going to your recamara like the four of the

morning. Well, well, while we were that morning me asked that

who came that's he said that nobody, that the chamacos did not the cell

and that he never done but he he'd been enogated saying

that I've been been on the other, that's he's heard how they roncabonded very close. I said that all of course had been accosted

on other side, that nobody had entered for there. But he still enojated, saying that

he was a loco. Then I responded to my Tia. Oh, Tia, and if, if

is the fact, that Veneranda, he was the day of Belorio, were many things rare to the

people were they were to be a brom, but if we're to think friement,

no can't be coincidences all the things that happened. My tia me contested, well, if it was a matter a lot more

was a little a spirit of those that Rosa invoca with his bruheries, who know that many

what's what's he's in your house? That day I'm not to offer the rosario

for the of the life of my abel also they're for veneranda and the

fourth month also also something something that during the

madruada and part of the morning, the house was full of olfaces of albacca, allusions of

those that use in the temples. The family that was too much said that the odor was more

intense in my house. And without any nothing, the odor disappeared to a

repented. At the middle of Rosario, E. And the Missa also

for the Tia, veneranda, as the same all the all the the following.

After that day, nothing more he was to hear in the house. Nobody more saw a rare.

I think incredible that not suedeing things strange and not repairments in them and to

elvanarlas with those that were the time. I'm sure I'm convinced that the

spirit of veneranda us accompanied during the belorio during the

endierro of my abuelita. And, I'm I'mment that the relato

so so long, but all these sucesos, for chiquitos that are, we recordamos much, my familyaries and I, are we, some things recurrentes

still to our convivios. So, thanks for your time, Uriel, and a salute to the community of the

Relatos of the night. I Pugh. I'm not my name, Jose, if it's that one

this story gets to the community. And we have have been have been these

stories in this special. The fact is that that I think that I think it was very interesting the Doña Menoranda and how a presence can manifestar as many people during time. Cree in community that this type of phantasmas are the

that are those that are convictings or legends urban. How something transcends to a story familiar to a community entire, a community for complete? For now, continue with more histories, first, making a parada in a house embrugada and then, then we'lllare we

to encounter with a legend in a carreterer solitary. Continue. Hello, community. Since this time, I've been quite to share something

to you, although not is easy to be able to. I've been very meidoso, but the fact is that my fascination for the paranormal

is more more than my my fear. For that I want to ask you a question. Some time have been in a house inbrujada?

If your response is no, let me tell you a little. I've been one. Since that I've been a memory, this house has been a place strange. I'm here when I was four years. Now I have been 18.

And I can't say that the time has not made that the things are less atterradoras. The house is of my my mother, and we always have been just only she and I, because my papa

The job has been very late. The sounderaworthes started since I got here and at the beginning I said that was only imagination. But I know what I've heard. Cillas that's

move. Plotos that are rompents, Puartes that are a lot of the sotea, gulpes in the paredes or even sombers that are slis

on the rincolns. Sin in barring, no, the worse are no rudes. If no, what occurs when I try to to sleep,

I always I'm going a woman. This woman appears during my episodes of paralysis of

the sleep, it's in the room in the room, observantly in silence.

A sometimes I see, mostraten the eyes marries, horrible

and manchated, like if never us had never other

other other other I'm with a voice cargated of odio.

Always he has a sombrero black that he tapper the eyes, like if not he's

seen the for much time I'm a bad a bad but what what was a few

a few me has made to the prepa more later of the usual almost

at the four of the time because I kept talking with some

I'm everything other day I'm I'm the door

the house and was then when it I heard. Clearly,

someone was subbed the escalars. Obviously, no me preoccupied because I thought that was my

abuel in the sofa, and I went directly to the kitchen for a water. Then I

got a message. My abuela me said that still was with a time,

that would be a time, that would be able to comeer. I kept completely

alad. If my my I had subed to the escalers. My first thought was that someone's had meted. I went out of carrying to revise.

I don't know. Only silence. That type of silence so profound that seems to grittart. Me sent me incommod. Like if

something I was observing, but I tried to ignore it. I felt very can't so I decided to go to my room to

to be to get to When, at the maldita Puerta, I was she. The woman that always saw in my

dreams, was there, parada in my camera. I don't how time I kept in mobile.

Simply not I could move me. His sonrisa was exactly how I remember

that, ample, grotesque, impossible for any person human. Me looked fichmently

and I felt how the MEDOVEDAWRPEO. De Repente, his boca came to open more and more,

much more than what it should be able. The muscles of her quixar seemed tensed to a manner antinatural,

like if his mandible was to be a point to be a manifestation so, real as

a person, real as the pearsars can't the fear that you can provoke. A fear of a moment because your

heart no can't even more. A fear of that you know I'm a regresso. I mean,

I felt like the tears that were my rostro. I was paralyzed and tumbling of fear. And then

he was, or at least I heard it because his quixada was to say, resonable in

my head like if it was over me. In that instant actioned. Poole me,

I coolly and I back the escalars, I was going to and I went to see the house. I came to the house of a friend that

was there was out of me, without me, without a indomentiveive and her mom me opened the

door. No, he said I just me left to come to when I

didn't tell me, the last I was my My aboela and my papa were to recogers me. No, I said all the father noticed that something not was bad. When we

we came to the house, the three, the three community, we were, we sawmable by the window of the room of my abuela.

My papa decided to enter first to to revisit. Revised all the house, but no

he went to nobody. When we we got to us went to us over, we were that all

was all destroyed. Librears cailed, plato rotos, focos reventated. That night, no I could have been in the quarter of my papa because I could be able to start solo.

And from that day it's a terror to be in my room. The only way in the I can't do it is always

having a lampre oncendid. The most strange is that from that event, rarabes have been

to have been to have been to have paralysis of the but I'm still I'm a

fear of that that she regrese that he will be to look to that that's

that's good good good nights to all the community and before that I want to

send a person to listen to this relato on the podcast

I'm I'd want to share a story that he did

I'm when I young. If it's necessary to censor some parts, for that it's more adequate, no in any problem. I'm from the state of Veracruz. I'm going to listen one of your videos. There was a little macabro in the piscina of the hotel abandoned. And well, without more pre-ambulos,

here comes the story of my abolito. My abuel, a who many who knows as Don Beto the Panadero, actually, is dedicated precisely to that, to the panadier. But, before I'd sell tortillas, mass, and pollo in communities from our city.

I used to start to get a time at the rancherias, because the amas of the casas come down to the ingredients to prepare the

dinner of his family's. He was well known for his horrors and his immobility. A madrugada

of February, my abolito was prepared as always to do his entire. In that then I

had a solo. He was accompanied to one of my Tios, that he had 17 years. During the

the trajectory, they crossed a point that connect to our locality with the communities rural. Just at

by the road of the road of the man, my abuel could be an an old man

under the young a man of a great heart, he could leave her there,

not could be to be the risk of that something, he did that he went to the window and

he offered to get her the anciana accepted, subed the auto. When my

my abuelito he went to where I was where I went, the signora led a direction that was in route to the endregers, so, so, without more problem, continued on the voyage.

All right after my my Tio noted a little bit more peculiar in the interior of the auto. It was an odor, acera, acer of a velator, something very specific but out of the place. My Tio,

de madrugada, dandes to account of what this could signify he said my abolito that I said that's the part of the careretta

that was a four-by-four designed for the terranes my abolito so detue for that my my auntie

could be to change to change to the place and then he said he was

a little conversation my abelito commenced to talk with the

woman he asked he was he was only that was all the stuff

for the stil platic a little. In fact, in a certain moment, not a little. A little bit of a morale that the Anciana

had had to bea a lot of the glass of of the glass of between us to the baches of the way, but decided not comment to

nothing to just to continue conversing. The charla continued normal until the Anciana

began to mention people that my abelito knew. This not he was rare at the principle. He was a

friend of many people in the communities. But, while more the lady was going to know that I'm

getting into a little bit of all the people, she had been many years mortals. Although he was a

strange, no did nothing, simply he continued he was managing. Finally, the Anciana

began to tell a story much more personal. He said, over one of his his

his wife's who had had been a destiny tragic, a man of

people malintentioned even even my abolito tried to not

to feel profoundly inco at hearing how described

what he had occurred the way the way

the thing was but what the most inquis to

my abuel was the that something that was

that was a I was incommoded a little to my abuel, but he tried to consoled to the sir, saying, Tranquilla, Senora,

we're going to she's going to peace, that those people that did you're well receive what they're they're in

them. Confere. The sir said for those words. Minutes more later came to the place where

lived the Anciana, and after to give her badation to my abelito, the woman was over and

he went to the house. One That's My Tio My Tio He came to My father

And he He asked to my abuelito if all if all of Why not I'm To start to be He said to be

He said he said to My old old My boy too Nobueu He said that He said to that that no he faltered

the respect to the sir, after they were on the recorried, he ran

and they're without time, and they're that time to do you and they're some days

and in a chat with a friend came to a time an accident occurred in the

one of them he said, they said that's they said that's that's

that's that's that's that that's that's my abuel that he

had said to my tio that madrugated, let's write to

write to the old and she's surprise, all coincided in that the description encahed

perfectly with the apparent. Some even mentioned that many people that have

had given their days after after after in accidents or or by attacks

to the heart, they're that they said that there's that in occasions,

that when they're a old old the answer, simply the

travisa and disappears in the obscurity of the night. Much of the doubt, and even still without being sure of what they said, days after my abuelo was to try to go to that community to

look to the Anciana. It was easy, but I was trying the house, the same door to where he had seen to enter. It was a

woman of 40 years, to whom my my abelor to asked for the Anciana. The woman, when to

hear the history, what had passed to my abuel, he was a little and with a expression melancholic

only said, oh, sir, you also did you, my abuel, without,

he said, he said, what he said, and the woman he responded, the an anciana

of the that is my mother, it was my mother, fellace for years. We know

we know because his own not made to to be able to be able to listen to that his family said to his friends and concluded that probably the Anciana no

because he'd spent a justice for his his daughter. Conmovied, my abolito, my abolito, pitiable for the molesties and he was with a million pensions in the head. During days, no he was to ask him to ask us, why not he passed nothing that night? Passed the time and my

Abelowel still with her But, some months after she was His entry alone He went to see her The Anciana was at the way Exactly like that

First time My abelito Whencered her He persin-oh And only could say, while acelerabha I'm

But now I know who's Who I'm Who I can't to let me do you do you up to my car. This story terminate here,

but not is the ultimate experience that had my abolito. Even from the little, always has

had been a strange connection with socese paranormal. I grew in a rancho with electricity

where to light, and where he and his his brothers vigilas in the

camp. I'd say that he'd make that that mhm to he got

machetas with the diablo in the serro, but that is a story for another day. Much thanks for to read this relato. I don't let me create,

but one begins to when he gets to this type of things. I'll send a salute and I hope that can't be to be sure to listen your relato.

I always put my inter-travago. I've been a part of this beautiful community, and for fin me to write to my story.

I hope you you can't let's read it, for favor. My name is Brian Medina, and this story occurred in Guadalupe, in New York. It's a little to my

time of my adolescence. Since my mom, was a little very hard with ush, I don't

I'm a cool, because she she also had a life very difficult. I'm

I'm obligable to be only in my court, saying that was a woman, that no

I didn't have been I had seven years, and even I never I think I'd like I'd die of terror.

Every night, at recosted my head in the amuad, I'd like if something rasker the part inferior of my camera. I always was the above

of it. Almost all the nights were the same time. I never took the valor to zoomed to see what it was.

And, for the purpose, my papas never me cregared. Me still obliging to be there.

With the time, the things were putting men and more strange. My pap

They said that I'd I'd get in the madugas around the three and I back to

the first and I'm sent to talk with a person various times my papa

back back to look at the camera but I always I was always I'm still

when I'm when my papas began to suspect that something and

even all I'm all seemed to keep tranquil, at least into what it's until that

one night I was first first time. It was a night of the Nero, of those frias for the

winter. That night my parents decided that all were we all the same same,

I took the side of the the pad thinking that so I would be more

more more I'm not over I don't never ever I'd never to

I'm just the the naris, to be able to breathe. Of a repent, I sent me rosable in the nose. It was a

one and then another. In my mind, I assumed that was the little did importance,

but then, in one of those times, I'll I'll be the eyes, and there

was a woman that was being fiends physically, was a pegada to the

but of the but of the head. His cabello his co-gues

and I could be their hands were black, deteriorated with some

new new and mugre. No was not to distinguish his

roste down to one to one to the side of I'm a moment,

I'm finally, I'm covered, and me I waserque my her mother

to arrasarla. The only that was that was the thing,

it was a simple cobiha. Even also, I could hear his

respiration. It was about my head was was a rapid, agitada

as as a repented, the the noise of my papa up

and he was he was he went, and for fin I

did do a morning me I really-divowastant. I knew that my papa was up front-trapard,

and the first rations of the sun me did a little of a little bit of a little bit of a bit of a bit of strange as that we got into

even the form in that my papas was rarer. They're they're not the house that originally

had been they've chosen. Those of the constructora they said that the one that they've been used

but that they had another different, one that one that some that had

had been that was the house that we're It was the last The Terranco and just a little A barranco and a terrain baldillo Muchas in that house I sawed with a little No, I had a boca,

it was like if it was Kempada, her hair was short and his eyes were of a cafe of sco and profound Sheepre she always I'd be in my dreams She'd intends to say to me

But, no I'd learn to understand her At not to have a boca, the only that was the only that

was a kind of a little my brother also used experiences very strange as he.

He he said, a time, in the madrugated. While he,

it was he waspirted. In our room we had a fomber and a

dinosaur of a human that was being a little sound of it.

That night my My brother heard like if someone was to rastra on the alfombra. He was

he got congelated of a minute. What he did he's reactionary was that

the dinosaur was actually like if it had detected a person

to him. My brother he went to and he

happened. He occurred simply to get the the piece of

to get to that you not not not he had

pilas. Asus was to get Another night my brother and I were only

in the house it was in the kitchen while I was in the cell what he

was different and it and it after you and I did not only I presenti the man who

my brother we've been we're going on the escalers then the same these pieces

this time they were upursedly my The heart was the heart was the carried to bring to my brother who was

the other that was of a little bit of a that was from clearly from the second the second the

was like if was playing and the terror that we sent us was indescriptive simply

we just we're just we're to come in the door to start to separate us

a centimetro every pass, we passed eternal. Finally we're going

to the door to the front and we're in we're in the window of the room where

we've heard of the when my father when my two of the morning,

we're asked what had passed, and even I don't say nothing

because I never not, I'm that my one did you that

that night something something that was, because finally they were

that what we was not only our imagination. It was the got that

derramed the vase and decided we we're going to we're not we're we're we're

we're new bolion but there the things not even they've unpeorated I'm

a night in particular we've we've been we've got a time of my

abuel about the two of the morning too the My papa, corred at the bathroom at least

we went to and I went to do you see a little bit of a pussed at a porpo of perro. In my court there was a

little barrandal. While I was the window, I'd know a little abetura in the curtain.

For some I felt curiosity and I'm out of the there. There was a little

a little other side of the barandal. I can't I was to assure that was the same of my dreams, but something said

that she. His hair was long and dark and the light of the street just had

to line her eyes, and his eyes, it was simply a sombra immobile, simply

mirandomomely. In that moment, the only that I thought was that was a other,

a friend of my mother, but then I noticed something, I thought a little

at the feet. No, they had. I was floating. I was I was like a passmado an eternity, although, surely only were only two seconds. What he made reactionar was the Rewood of my papa, and in that moment the the little disappeared to the soil, like if it had disfanecated on the

piso. I'd go to my papa and I said that there was a there out of the other, and he was out of me, the interra in man, but, for the other, there no, no, no We found out of the other rarrow. The things still are succeeding, every more extra-strains. One night, while we had me and my

my brother-major, he went to his court and us looked confused. We had seen someone asomars to her ventana, the that was the patio tracer. All we alled to

revisit, but no had nobody. And I think that was the first time that all, including my papas, they did of the moment that something really not was good.

My brother major me said, Brian, now see, really you I think. Passed the time community,

we moved to house various times, but it was that we'd that we've to be

to the maldition with us. From the I knew I used to to have seen a little even to

even a little bit of the last time I'm the little was a new year was a night

while I'm alone was over he was he was there again I was I was

I'm back I'm my detail his his book was a

came like she'd be chicharrated shecharrated his eyes me

were with a intensity aterrador and it and it was a

I'm something urgent. It was moving and I'm moving down to

another song that I'm listening I'm I'm a terror

that recorio my body I closed to try

it's but the tarareos was more more as

as as as if it was my I heard. After a few minutes, I heard her

I'd go back toceder to the ropero, and finally disappeared. That was the last time that I was up to her. A little after, I was my I was my I was a coincidence or no. Something in my heart, something me says that that that my daughter and my

my daughter are connected to some way. Thank you, Uriel, for read my story. I'm very fan of this community and I'm I'm just to hear the I'm sure

that one the community could know my own many, much many, thanks for having us

in this edition of an anniversary a new anniversary more of the night of this

community so you remember to keep in our social in those

you use in the you're we're as as the

official and and we continue with the conversation we'd like to

we'd like to show you how they're listening this episode how they're celebrating with us

now I'm now I'm I'm going to the years of a new year about a year and we're going

we're doing that don't they're not they're that they're we're both what we've grown together

my name is Uriel Reyes and we we're with more relato of the night When I began to work as a paramedico

It was something that made question me questionar me if I wanted to continue dedicating to that One nightrugated We received a call of emergency A person

major was having an attack Cardiac When we got the place The sir was thrown in the soil with the

hands in his Peacht He asked to his family that out of the and we started to tend it. His skin had a tonne to his

side and she'd cheques about of the body in the beeched with much difficulty. For moments I'd I'd know but there was a point in that

he poked my arm and me he said that he'd be able to me said that he'd not want to make it to make to stabilize it

when of the point he looked to our backs to the corner and his eyes

were full of terror she put completely palid and he he began to move

to back like to get to get us we could be calm

to help but I think you her face uncajada of panic and

she was looking to the rinko and he was no no no

no can't for Please no. For favor no. Of a repent

I felt how his body he so as soon we did,

we couldn't regress and he died and was

a horror that in his face I I

know I know I care I never I

care I know what was what he saw

what in those times the that room. I am a music and I'm I'm particularly to compone music of the genre Ambient.

I've had an idea for a project. I was to grab simply the sound of my quarter, while I'd dreamer, and then to makele all of other sounds and make a piece of music minimalistic, experimental. In that time, I lived in a house that I'd presented my parents, a place remote, a kilometer of the

the next-the-cine-as-circano, which functioned perfect to work in my music. That night, I installed various microphones around my camera. I kept dormied a little after the a one after the time

with the equipment. At the day the next, I read the recording, and I heard something that almost me

really. Exactly three hours and 24 minutes after the recording, it's heard clearly as the door of my quarter of my quarter of my

university, there is a lag of a grand timeo. The edifices are constructed around it. On one side the edifices of the university and the other the dormitories of the alumnus. In the middle, there is a little island of 20 meters of

large with a kiosko in it. There are two the pwenties that connecta with the campus, one to the dormitories and the other with a school. To return to class, you can opt for a long caminata around the lake or to traverse for the pwent. One night my classes terminated, I was last time taking on the first point when I saw someone of a sudden-dra-blanked, with the capuchon-puest.

in my direction for the second point. When I came at the final of the first point, I was I had to see the in reality, I don't think in that, until I cruised the island and I began to to come on the second point. We had to have crossed. No, there was no place to go to my room. I began to gore to my room and when I came to my

companion to the quarter, I was there. Without aliento, I began to I was going to talk to what had passed on the Pount but, of the but of course, was someone with a soothera Blanca? Resulted to

that he had passed the same the semester anterior. Never again to take the point of the night. Nobody

he was said, but I think that was the reason for that all that all were that all along to the

dormitories.