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1:12

Good evening to the best community on the internet. Thank

1:15

you for being here once again so

1:17

that we can provide you with a dose of

1:20

impactful experiences of encounters with the

1:22

paranormal. I promise you won't

1:24

regret clicking on this episode. We're

1:26

going to start with a story that some of you

1:28

have probably already heard, as it was

1:30

recently shared a few days ago in the

1:33

community's Facebook group. And

1:35

of course, as soon as we read it, it

1:37

caught our attention, and we knew we had to tell it

1:39

on the show as soon as possible. So,

1:43

we're about to begin. We

1:45

hope you're in the best environment to

1:48

listen to the following stories, with

1:50

which we truly hope you don't feel identified. It's

1:54

time to enter the following tales of

1:56

the night. Good

2:03

evening, community. This is the first

2:05

time I'm sharing a story. What

2:08

I'm going to narrate happened. Just

2:10

last year, I have two daughters. One

2:12

four years old and one a year old. So

2:15

this story takes place when the baby was just born.

2:18

Around two months old. It

2:20

was in the middle of the night when all of this started. I

2:24

don't have a sense of the time. But

2:26

I suppose it was around midnight or deep into

2:29

the early morning. Everyone

2:31

in the house was sound asleep. In

2:33

front of my house, there's a soccer field. And

2:36

behind it, a cemetery. Well,

2:39

I was dreaming that I was outside my house looking

2:41

at that field. Everything

2:43

was dark and I was just looking around without

2:45

really knowing what I was searching for. Suddenly

2:49

a silhouette appeared walking across the soccer

2:51

field. It was very tall, like

2:53

a huge person dragging a small silhouette that was

2:56

struggling to break free. Given

2:59

the enormous size of the first one, the

3:01

second silhouette seemed like that of a child. The

3:04

big one was dragging the small one towards the

3:06

cemetery. When I saw this bizarre

3:09

scene, I got scared. I

3:11

stifled a scream. But

3:14

of course I made a sound with my mouth, enough

3:16

for that thing to turn towards me. I

3:18

somehow knew I was asleep so I concentrated on

3:21

being able to return to my house to

3:23

go inside my room and lie down, thinking that way

3:25

I would be safe. And

3:28

somehow I did it. I

3:30

gradually went back until I reached my room, but

3:33

not without first having a horrible feeling. Something

3:36

that wouldn't let me walk, wouldn't let

3:38

me move. I

3:41

could barely hold onto the wall. When

3:44

I finally got to my bed and lay down, automatically

3:47

as soon as I fell into bed, I

3:49

opened my eyes. I

3:51

had woken up, but that black figure,

3:54

the one from my dreams that was in the field, was

3:57

now there inside with us, in my room.

4:00

It was so black that it stood out in the darkness

4:02

of the room. I screamed, but

4:04

I realized my voice wasn't coming out of

4:07

my body. I wanted to speak,

4:09

to wake up my husband who was asleep next to

4:11

me, but I couldn't. I

4:13

tried with all my might, and that thing hid

4:15

among some things in the room and only peeked

4:18

its face out, staring at me. But

4:21

as if seeing that I couldn't move, suddenly it stood

4:23

up, as if provoking me. That

4:26

figure was there standing upright in my room. The

4:29

fear it gave me was such that suddenly a scream

4:32

managed to come out. Enough

4:35

for my husband to wake up, scared,

4:38

looking all around, asking me what

4:40

was happening. That thing

4:42

hid again. My

4:44

husband thought something was wrong with the baby who

4:46

was between us, but I

4:48

told him there was someone in the room, standing

4:50

in front of the bed, and had just

4:52

hidden. It's there.

4:56

It's there. Be careful,

4:58

please. I told him very

5:00

scared, pointing to where I had seen

5:02

that thing go. He

5:04

told me there was nothing there, but I

5:06

begged him to get up and check, and he finally

5:08

did. He peeked behind where

5:10

I saw that thing had hidden and then came back

5:12

to bed. He told me

5:15

to go to sleep, to calm down, that there

5:17

was nothing there, to try to rest. And

5:20

well, I fell asleep. And

5:23

you might think it was weird that after such a

5:25

fright I fell asleep so quickly, but

5:27

it's very tiring caring for a newborn. I

5:30

was exhausted and I simply fell

5:32

asleep. The

5:35

next day I told my husband what had happened, what

5:38

I dreamed, what I saw. But

5:42

he didn't say anything. Until

5:45

weeks later, when I was telling some relatives at

5:47

a gathering, he dared to say what

5:49

he saw that night. He

5:51

said that when I woke him up, when

5:53

he went to check where I had pointed, he

5:56

did see a huge thing hiding there, as

5:58

if afraid of being discovered. But he didn't

6:01

want to say anything. He

6:04

knew full well that it wasn't something normal. So

6:07

he didn't want to say anything so I wouldn't get even

6:09

worse at that moment. And besides,

6:12

what were we going to do? Run

6:14

away. Try to attack that thing. Even

6:18

so, I scolded him. I told

6:20

him that if I saw it, and he saw it too, then

6:23

I wasn't crazy and I had spent

6:25

the previous weeks thinking maybe I was. That

6:28

had been something real. I

6:30

know he doesn't lie. I know

6:33

he wouldn't lie about something like that. Especially

6:35

if it was something that was so close to our

6:37

baby. But the

6:39

story doesn't end there. Or

6:43

well, rather, I realized later

6:45

that it had started before, even

6:47

months before the baby was born. I

6:50

was home alone with my other daughter when my

6:52

husband came home from work after 11pm. And

6:56

I remember that occasion well, even though

6:58

he didn't tell me at the time what he had just

7:00

seen outside. He told

7:02

me that he saw a dark silhouette, very

7:05

tall, standing on our roof. He

7:08

yelled insults at it and prayed to scare it

7:10

away. And finally that thing took

7:12

a step back to disappear from his sight. And

7:15

he didn't think it was that important, until

7:17

he saw that silhouette inside our room. And

7:20

here I want to ask you, what can I do?

7:23

I'd like to know if you know what that dream was. If

7:27

we're in danger or how we can

7:29

protect ourselves. How

7:31

can I protect my little girls? A

7:34

hug community and thank you for any recommendations

7:36

you can give me. Let's

7:44

continue community. And

7:46

we'll do so with another anonymous story.

7:49

Also from the community group. We

7:51

know people over there really like it when they

7:53

read a story. When they can chat

7:55

with its protagonist and then hear it over here on

7:58

the show. Although

8:00

a lot of people later tell us, I

8:02

think I've already heard that story. And

8:05

it's just that sometimes when they read them

8:07

in the group, in the

8:09

community, they can imagine them with

8:11

my voice. And

8:13

it seems like they've already heard it. But

8:16

no, we don't repeat stories.

8:18

And when we do, you know it's for

8:21

a reason and we let you know why. But

8:24

anyway, let's move on to the

8:26

next story, which is very

8:28

different from the first one. I think they couldn't

8:30

be more different, but I'm also sure

8:32

you'll enjoy it. We continue. Greetings

8:42

community. I'm from Puerto Rico

8:44

and this is my first time sharing something with you.

8:47

Here we have legends similar to many of yours in

8:49

Mexico, like La Llorona,

8:52

Duendes, even El Chupacabras, about

8:54

which I told you an experience we had,

8:56

but that will be another time. Today

8:59

I'll tell you something more personal. That's

9:02

why I decided to do it anonymously. I'm

9:05

32 years old and this

9:07

happened about four years ago. I

9:09

don't remember the exact date, but

9:11

I know my older son was still four years old

9:13

and my daughter was just a few months old. My

9:17

husband and I had recently moved into our current

9:19

home. We live on

9:21

the ground floor of the building, while my

9:23

husband's grandmother and uncle live upstairs. They're

9:27

very good people and we've never had any

9:29

problems with them. The

9:31

truth is, I love our home, but

9:34

at first, almost right after we moved

9:36

in, maybe due to the stress

9:39

of a new baby and my husband being a first-time

9:41

father, we were always arguing.

9:44

It was nonsense, nothing serious,

9:47

but we both felt a lot of anger at times.

9:50

At night, when the kids were asleep, we

9:53

were calmer and talked calmly. We

9:55

always apologized if we understood we were

9:58

reacting badly to certain situations. But

10:00

days went by and we started arguing

10:02

again over absolutely nothing. It

10:05

was very frustrating. My hormones were still out

10:07

of whack as we say and he

10:09

felt a lot of anxiety over the baby. He

10:12

wanted to do everything right and be included

10:14

in everything and that's one of the

10:16

things I love most about him. Since

10:18

he met my son and we were more than friends he

10:20

was always very attentive to his needs, respected

10:23

our space and my way of parenting. He

10:25

still is and I can say

10:28

that despite that dark time we went through we're

10:30

very good parents with

10:33

our flaws and virtues. I

10:36

was breastfeeding my daughter and because

10:38

of that she slept in a bassinet next

10:40

to my bed. My son

10:42

had his own room in bed but he

10:44

would always come to our room at night and

10:46

sleep between us. It became

10:48

a habit until one day

10:50

my son told me he wanted to always sleep with

10:53

us, that he no longer wanted to

10:55

walk to our room at night. I

10:57

asked him why and he said he heard someone following

10:59

him, that he heard footsteps behind

11:01

him and that's why he always

11:03

came running. I felt horrible

11:05

that he was going through something like that and

11:08

it's that I'm also extremely

11:10

afraid. I told my

11:13

husband we decided he would sleep with

11:15

us for several days but

11:17

the truth is it was very uncomfortable for me.

11:20

The bed wasn't that big and I

11:22

got up a lot in the middle of the night to feed the

11:24

baby. One

11:27

night we decided to move him to his room after he

11:29

had fallen asleep. It pained me a

11:31

lot but I needed the comfort at

11:33

that moment. But

11:35

that night something happened that I will never forget.

11:39

I was completely asleep when suddenly something made

11:41

me get up. We

11:43

always left the door open so my son could come

11:45

in directly but when I

11:47

opened my eyes that night I saw

11:50

something coming toward me. I looked

11:52

toward the door and I saw her. I

11:54

saw a thin lady with short hair and very pale

11:56

skin. She approached

11:58

me so quickly that all I could do was to sleep. was get up

12:00

and sit on the bed. Something

12:02

touched my feet and when I turned my eyes

12:04

toward them, she was

12:06

no longer there. It

12:09

was my little boy. Everything

12:11

happened very quickly, in a fraction of

12:13

seconds, but I picked up

12:16

my boy and held him. I woke

12:18

up my husband. I

12:21

was terrified, trembling, and

12:23

he turned on the light and asked me what was happening.

12:26

I explained to him. I told him

12:28

there was a lady, that I remembered her

12:30

face, an elongated face, a

12:33

thin but large nose. An

12:36

older woman, at least 60 years

12:38

old. And it wasn't

12:40

a dream. She

12:43

had been following my boy. My

12:45

husband hugged me and my son lay down.

12:48

He fell asleep. I

12:50

didn't ask him anything because he didn't

12:52

mention anything when he arrived. It

12:55

was clear he was more asleep than awake. My

12:59

baby kept sleeping despite the light and the voices.

13:03

My husband closed the door and told me to try to

13:05

rest, but I could barely sleep. That

13:08

night, I heard something

13:10

again while everyone was sleeping.

13:15

The bassinet has a zipper that closes

13:17

a mesh cover over the baby. I

13:20

heard something opening it. I

13:22

heard it slowly opening. I

13:24

was hugging my son who was between us. My

13:27

breathing stopped. I couldn't

13:29

find a way to turn and face whatever was there. But

13:33

I was a mother after all. So

13:35

somehow I turned, got up and said out

13:37

loud, only the

13:39

light of God enters here. My

13:42

voice was trembling, but

13:44

I managed to open the bassinet and grab my baby.

13:48

My husband got up again. I

13:50

told him and he didn't question me about anything. Although

13:54

the next morning he told me it could have been a

13:56

suggestion because of what had happened earlier.

14:00

My son continues to sleep with us, since

14:02

that wasn't the only thing that happened to us. On

14:06

another occasion, my husband and I were arguing

14:08

quietly in our room while the kids

14:10

were in the living room. We

14:13

were both sitting on the bed when my husband looked toward

14:15

the door and said, Leave, we

14:17

don't want you here. Then

14:20

he got up and walked to the door and

14:22

yelled louder, I told you to

14:24

leave. At that

14:26

moment, I was very confused. For

14:29

a second I thought he was talking to my son

14:31

and I felt an anger I can't explain. And

14:34

right at that moment, I'm not lying

14:36

to you. The drawer of my nightstand opened

14:38

completely on its own. My

14:40

husband and I saw it. It

14:42

opened. The anger disappeared in

14:44

an instant. And then

14:46

a terror came over me that made me start to tremble.

14:49

I just thought again of that lady and

14:52

I asked my husband what he had seen. He

14:54

said he saw a very tall, very dark

14:56

shadow. His only instinct was

14:58

to tell it to leave. We

15:01

ran to the living room to see the kids and they

15:03

were fine. Since then,

15:05

nothing like that has happened again. Just

15:08

a thing here and there, seeing shadows

15:10

or hearing doors close. But

15:13

when my husband and I feel like we're going to

15:15

argue about something, I tell him, I

15:17

remind him, it's not us. It's

15:20

them who want to see us like that. We

15:22

shouldn't give them that satisfaction. Sometimes

15:26

it's him who reminds me. And

15:28

since then, we try to argue more

15:30

calmly. What do

15:32

you think of this experience, community? Sometimes

15:36

I feel like there are lower spirits that want to

15:38

see us do badly, that try

15:40

their hardest to create discord in our homes. That

15:43

they feed off of that. Don't

15:46

you believe it? Don't you

15:48

think it's possible? Thank

15:55

you for staying with us here, and hopefully

15:57

you can answer the question with which the

15:59

previous story ends. Remember

16:01

to subscribe to our channel and turn on

16:04

notifications so you don't miss a single new

16:06

story. Let's hope

16:08

you continue to enjoy this episode that we're not

16:10

going to stop anymore. Keep

16:12

listening to Tales of the

16:14

Night. I

16:22

grew up listening to the stories of my

16:25

maternal grandmother, who was originally from one of

16:27

the magical towns of Oaxaca, Santa

16:30

Catarina Xucila. Between

16:32

ghosts, enigmas, encounters

16:34

with the devil and processions of non-living

16:37

beings, the afternoons

16:39

were entertaining. My

16:41

grandmother told me that despite not being

16:43

on this physical plane, the

16:46

people who love you at the time of transcending never

16:49

abandon you. Good

16:51

evening community, this is the first

16:53

time I'm posting something in the group. I'm

16:56

originally from Oaxaca, from Juarez.

17:00

I grew up in a house a few blocks from

17:02

the Zocalo of the state capital. In

17:04

those old colonial style mansions that seem

17:07

to hold mysteries that will never be

17:09

discovered. My

17:11

story is brief and not as terrifying as many I

17:13

have heard or read here, but

17:15

to me it seems like a final show of love. Please

17:19

listen to my story. My

17:22

grandmother had passed away approximately six years prior

17:24

to the event I'm going to relate, and

17:27

my dog, our faithful pet, had

17:30

been euthanized a few months earlier. This

17:33

was due to cancer they detected, something

17:35

very strange in his shoulder. If

17:38

they operated, they would have to amputate his

17:41

leg, and he had always been an

17:43

active dog. My parents

17:45

thought it would be selfish to mutilate him, simply

17:47

for the sake of wanting to keep him, of

17:50

wanting to prolong his life, plus

17:52

without even being certain that the cancer wouldn't

17:54

come back after the operation. We

17:58

are three daughters, all women. And

18:01

as I mentioned before, we lived

18:03

in one of those large colonial style houses in

18:05

the city of Oaxaca. The property

18:07

had belonged to my grandparents for many years,

18:10

the product of hard work and leaving their respective

18:12

towns of origin. We

18:14

were spoiled girls, who had been raised by absent

18:16

parents due to their work but who never neglected

18:19

us, who gave us everything within their

18:21

means. In that case, my

18:24

two aunts, my mother's sisters

18:26

and my maternal grandmother, played

18:28

the role of housewives and caregivers. For

18:32

family reasons, my aunts left the house, my

18:34

mom was already retired, and

18:37

with the goal of having that ideal or

18:39

rather normal family that we had never had,

18:42

she had set herself the goal of building

18:44

a house on the coast. She

18:46

traveled regularly to see the process. So

18:49

on one of those trips, with neither

18:51

my aunts nor my grandmother there anymore, and

18:54

with my sisters now older, they

18:56

decided it was a good option to leave us alone at

18:58

home. I suppose

19:00

they trusted in the education they had given us

19:02

and in the sanity they believed we had. It

19:07

was a Saturday. My older

19:09

sister, Alisa, had been at the computer since

19:11

the morning. In those years, it

19:14

was very fashionable to play chess online and

19:16

it had been her favorite activity for a few weeks.

19:20

For her part, my sister, the middle one,

19:22

Leah, had to turn in an assignment,

19:25

but her computer was being serviced, as was

19:27

the older sisters, so only

19:29

mine remained, which was a desktop that she

19:31

had been hogging all day. Around

19:34

11.30pm, my sister Leah couldn't take

19:36

it anymore, already annoyed. She

19:39

asked Isa to please lend her my computer,

19:41

since her assignment was quite lengthy and

19:43

she had to turn it in on Monday. She

19:46

didn't want to stay up late. Alisa

19:49

finally got up and, as many who have

19:52

siblings will understand, that's when an

19:54

argument began. Alisa and

19:56

Leah were arguing over who was right and

19:58

I, being the youngest, was a ignored despite

20:00

being the owner of the equipment. And

20:03

to clarify, I was lending it to Leah

20:06

and not to Alisa and no

20:08

one had worried about taking out the trash and

20:11

my mom would arrive that Sunday morning. We

20:14

were in the middle of the fight when suddenly, in

20:16

a way we still can't explain, from

20:18

the back of the house, we heard something. We

20:22

started to hear the sound of my grandmother's cane hitting

20:24

the floor with each step. To

20:27

explain, the house was large, to

20:29

get from the kitchen, where my grandmother usually was,

20:31

to the main entrance foyer we had to cross

20:33

an enormous patio, full of plants

20:35

and poorly lit, especially at those

20:37

hours of the night. Then

20:40

we felt something between us, something in the middle

20:42

of the three of us, you could sense the

20:44

essence of my dog, you know, that

20:47

kind of thing that those who have pets will

20:49

understand, that connection between a pet and its guardian.

20:53

When my little dog was alive and we were arguing,

20:55

he would get in the middle and start barking, as

20:58

if trying to stop the argument. And

21:00

that's exactly what we felt, my dog

21:03

being between the three of us, combined

21:05

with the sound of the cane slowly

21:07

advancing and to top it off with

21:10

that unmistakable bark belonging to my pet.

21:14

We stopped dead in our tracks, completely

21:17

still. Our

21:19

hearts began to race and somehow we started to cry.

21:22

This consulate, the noises stopped.

21:25

It was already past midnight. We

21:28

understood after wiping our tears away that my grandma

21:30

and my dog had never stopped caring for us,

21:32

that despite

21:34

having transcended, they

21:36

were there with us to protect us. And

21:39

at that moment, even

21:41

to restore order. When

21:46

the situation calmed down and we talked about it, we

21:49

recognized that it wasn't fear that we felt.

21:52

Rather, it was a longing for what we

21:54

had in childhood that we were leaving behind.

21:57

And to acknowledge that what my grandmother... Or

22:00

rather, my dear mama Tita, as

22:03

we called her, was true. When

22:06

someone loves you, despite transcending,

22:09

they never leave you or forget you. They're

22:12

always there by your side to protect you, to

22:15

guide your steps. More

22:17

than fifteen years after this event I remember

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it as proof of love transcending death and

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I have confirmed it even more in the

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last two years, in which

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I have consecutively lost two of my greatest

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loves. My mother and my

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sister Leah, to whom I tell this

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story. Since

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just like me, they love to listen to stories

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at night, thank

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you for your attention and I hope

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to one day be able to hear this little anecdote

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or that you at least like it. Just

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like this one, I have many more

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stories that I have experienced in the last two years

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and with which I prove that love finds

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no obstacles, in death,

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to continue making itself known. Stories

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like this, community, show

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us that not all ghost stories are

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terrifying stories, that perhaps

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those people we're missing and who we

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feel are far away, are much

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closer to us than we want to believe.

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we ask you to go to sleep with a

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smile. And before doing

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so, say something to someone who

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is no longer on this plane, but

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who tonight I assure you, will

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be very close to you, listening,

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listening to you. Rest,

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sleep well, have a very good weekend,

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and tonight, if possible, avoid

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