BRUJERIA PARA UN SACERDOTE / MARATON DE RELATOS MONJAS, SACERDOTES E IGLESIAS / L.C.E.

0:00 The manic crypt churches. These are places where I think we all feel safe. We are supposed to be taught from a young age that this place is God' s house. Therefore, many of us do not expect paranormal things to happen or strike to say, paranormals in the realm of fear, as if they were frightened, as if they saw some shadow, as if they were testifying within a church some terrifying fact. No one expects it such as these two sisters did not expect. These two sisters explain that they were very attached to the church. They were people who, even as children, went to certain events and were also monegillos or acolytes. It is these children who support the priest in the different tasks he needs during Mass. These two girls experienced disturbing events, one in a wake and the other simply for making a mistake and not following a strange rule that this church had. Their stories are the following Hi Alex I would like to tell you two stories on this occasion.

1:30 One belongs to my sister and the other happened to me. My name is Maira and my sister' s is Julia. Both my sister and I have grown up in a very Catholic family. Our parents have raised us with a certain proximity to the church. You know, they sent us to catechism, they sent us to retreats, and when we were more teenagers, we were in these catechetical and youth service groups. But what I want to tell you didn' t happen in childhood. I' m older than my sister. Therefore, I want to tell you my experience first. This happened to me when I was seven. At that age, I had barely entered as an altar boy. The altar boys, in this type of churches we have certain things that we must perform beyond being at Mass will see. In this type of village churches we do not have people who take care of the toilet, or janitors. All those who perform cleaning or maintenance in the different structures of the church are rather volunteers of the same town, of the same neighbors and closeness. Obviously, the altar boys performed this and at a certain Saturday Mass I was given the task of saving all the musical instruments and cleaning certain

3:07 areas of the church, as well as helping with the chairs in the accommodation, since at that time there were not enough benches and we used plastic chairs for the rest of the people who arrived and did not reach bench. There was a legend, a certain account of terror that was among the monegillos and also of teenagers. These teenagers who were already fourteen sixteen years old she was not in this group, had already left, she already contributed more from the study by family issues. But they themselves gave certainty of this, and it is that when everything was closed in that church, they had to keep all the instruments, every guitar, every drum, every violin and also, of course, there was a piano. That piano has a wooden cover that you raise and lower so that it can be played with these instruments. Obviously they are helped for the chants and it was well taken into account that all of these had to be kept and covered. Probably. If not, they said they were calling on a soul that roamed the church, and obviously when I heard this I did not pay much attention to it. I am a Catholic person and I know very well that the Church, as well as cemeteries,

4:42 are holy fields. So to speak, souls were not allowed, or at least it was what I imagined, evil spirits souls. Entering this kind of enclosures was not logical. It was supposed to be God' s house, but on that night I had to keep all the instruments to myself I forgot to cover the piano, put down that wooden cover and put the padlock on it. Before I left, a mother came with me and told me that Maira would forget that everything is in her place in the Church. After that go close the door, put the lock on him and come with us that your parents are already waiting for you outside. This church has a kind of patio and there we met. At that moment. I ran towards the church and just as I entered I began to listen to the piano keyboards, as these were played over and over again. It wasn' t random sounds.

5:54 It wasn' t like someone was touching him like that for touching him. No, this piano played melodies, melodies that I very well remembered. It seemed like a person. But of course, as I walked down that hallway in the middle and finally having that piano in sight, I saw that there was no one. It seemed like he was touching himself. This was enough for me. I immediately ran out, closed the door, threw the padlock at him, and went immediately with the mother to return the key to him.

6:35 I had forgotten to cover the piano very well and that had been the consequences. I tried not to think about it, although clearly at night I could not sleep, but the next day I arrived as it was always Sunday and had to perform at the morning Mass for all those people who could not go at night or in the evening passie It turns out that it was being said among the nearby neighbors and the more people who had been listening all night as the church piano played and played and played. It wasn' t like a loud noise, it wasn' t a noise to disturb them. But if you paid close attention, you could hear that melody. They were asking both the father and other people there in the Church that if someone had stayed at night, even two children, two young people of some thirteen fourteen years old, had passed by at ten o' clock in the night for errands you know, and had listened to this piano. These two young people said they had seen through the window, but the whole Church was in dimness inside some could not see anything the lights turned off, the windows mostly closed.

8:07 You could only hear the sound of the piano playing repeatedly. I remember very well that what happened was that that mother took me by the wrist and pulled me out of everyone, out of the whole crowd and all my companions, and only asked me a question maira truth that you did not close the lid of the piano. I didn' t answer him. I was so shocked. The only thing I could do was with my head to say no. She didn' t tell me anything. He simply bowed his head, gestured and told me to continue with what was already getting late. After that they performed other things in other areas of cleanliness and accommodation, but the musical instruments never made me accommodate them again. This story belongs to my sister named Julia.

9:18 This happened to her even younger than me. She was a few five or six years old. Even the case was that he was among the first years of primary school. She was going with me I was already older then, she would be a few twelve years old, so she also came in as a baby, very young girl. That' s right, and my parents, of course, took care of him a lot. I knew where my sister was at all times and every minute of the day we met in church. My sister was a very good girl. At that time she listened to me and there were only three places where I found her almost safe.

10:09 One of them was at the fountain. Another of them, because in the bathroom and the third point, the third place was almost always where I found her. In fact, she always went to that place. Once we ended the Mass, and it was that outside the Church there was a stop, a stop made of cement with a sheet roof that was already very worn out. The road before the Church, many years ago, had been a main road, so to speak, was a dirt road. But as the years passed, other roads were paved, and so was this way. Little by little he lost the inflow of cars, so the stop didn' t make sense anymore. Therefore, it was no longer maintained. Whenever we had finished Mass, my sister would go to that flat and cement bench to paint there she would always carry a coloring book. When it was over, one immediately asked my mom to another and so she always spent it. I went there and colored passe. It turns out that on that occasion, almost immediately after

11:41 the end of Mass, a coffin and several people entered. What was clear to me is that after the Mass was over they had to pray to a person, a person who had surely just died, so quickly I and all the monegillos cleaned everything, moved everything, prepared everything, since we, as a rule, were not present in that kind of thing. I did what I had to do and immediately left I changed immediately in the courtyard, which is not difficult, because it is only our tunic we wear above the clothes.

12:24 We just took it off. I thought my sister at the time, if she wasn' t inside the church, was probably inside the bathroom. But not my sister tells me and this she remembers perfectly. He remembers it very well. This memory is clear in your mind by what you always tell me that it wasn' t your imagination that this really was. She saw it. She says she was still inside the Church when I left. In fact, she says she saw me go out for this very thing. She quickly ended what she was doing and chased me immediately. That' s where they slow her down and it' s a voice that says" Girl, Don' t go," as my sister told them, she wasn' t rude, so she turned politely and asked who' s next. I come back and, I repeat, my sister says that it was what she saw and that she remembers it very well. He was a man with no face sitting. It was one of the benches of the church. This man came in a black suit. Her face had no eyes, no nose,

13:56 no ears, no hair, not even a mouth, so she explains to us how it was possible that she could hear her voice. The man stretched out his hand and this one was strange. It was a hand or the shape of one but it had no nails. And how wrinkled we have on our fingers, that wrinkled we have on our skin, so we can flex our fingers and the marks on our palms. That this man didn' t have. It was just skin, no wrinkles, no marks. Even though I' m describing it to you and maybe for some of you, it does make a scary way. My sister says she wasn' t inspired by fear even by what she saw. She was very calm. She felt that this man had no bad intentions. The man just stretched out his hand and told him you can sit here next to me or some of my minutes.

15:00 Only my sister doesn' t know why, but she agreed. He sat at the side of this man and remembers that the only thing he asked at that time was that he told you to listen, sir, and you know the man who passed away. That man replied that yes, he was a very good friend, but that now, at that time he was in a better place. After a few minutes of absolute silence and the father began the ceremony. This strange man told my sister. I can tell you, she didn' t say anything. He just got up and left this man was retired from the entire crowd, sitting back. So, on the way out of the church, my sister came out and at that moment she joined my experience. As I tell you, I was out before her. I was already in my civilian clothes talking to my friends. I find it strange not to have seen her usually always comes out hugging me and going to the stop to continue coloring. It' s a very safe place. All the neighbors know us, so there' s no problem and almost no car goes through there. I ask my friends to hear they have seen my sister and one

16:33 of them answers me, because it is not where always there coloring at the stop and when he tells me at the stop, where it always is. At that moment the sheet roof falls down on that bench of cement and air to two boys, one of an arm and one of a leg of his foot, more specifically, since they were near there. While they were wounded, it was nothing serious, just one response, but it made me scream, because I thought my sister was there, there, sitting as usual, immediately I ran to the ceiling. Many of my friends help me help the other boys and help me lift the sheet roof just to see that my sister was not there. There' s no trace of her or her backpack.

17:40 And at that moment my sister is going out happy as always, as if nothing had happened, I run to her hug and ask her where she was. She answers me that with a man who was sitting listening to the Mass. Sure, she takes me to that place. We don' t mess around. He points it out to me through the window, but that man, as expected, was no longer there. My sister' s not sure what she saw that day. He knows that his baby, who is not human, but ultimately, was not bad. While his appearance was enough to believe that he was a perhaps malicious spirit or something else, all he did was exactly the opposite, because if this entity, this creature, this spirit would not have stopped my sister, she would have gone, like every afternoon, to color at that stop and the foil ceiling would have fallen on him.

18:59 Needless to say, after this, she did not see any spirit in that church again. This only happened to him once the word witchcraft. I think all of us are triggered by certain vibes, certain ideas, but none of them is a good thing to do witchcraft to a person is considered a sin. But what would you say to me if one of these powerful witches, as in some cases it is known, does witchcraft not to a normal person, but to a priest. Many of us would think that priests fathers.

19:48 It is these people who are protected by the hand of God, it is these people who are so attached to him that we become almost impossible to think that something bad could happen to them because of all these haunts. Well, this story tells us what' s going on about it. When a priest makes him Witchcraft, the story is next hello Alex, My story is next I hope you understand this next story. I want you to keep it completely anonymous, since what I' m going to tell you happened to a priest and this one doesn' t know and it' s more, the doggy contact with him for a few years. You don' t know at all that I' m going to share this story, so I' m going to ask you to stay anonymous. It happens that I, in the two thousand years was one of the participants of the church, I and my husband just died. We had just finished building our house or minimally what we could to live there. In the colony where we had built it was basically pure land and dirt roads. Some families were just arriving and, therefore,

21:19 we did not have a church. As time passed, a priest arrived and the parish was gradually built. By the time this happened, the church had certain parts of concrete material and other parts of wood. I want you to have an idea that in that colony before, obviously no longer for the most part, there were pure mountains, pure trees and some lands that were divided, but that was only land, some wooden houses that were the neighbors.

22:02 And obviously, this small colony was far from the entire central zone of all those more conditioned fractionations and there were certain sectors where, although technically we would already have to have light, sometimes there were no other places and there was no electric light. I detail all of this so you have an idea of where it was. That was an inhospitable place in those years that he lent himself a lot to make certain creepy things happen. As I told you before, I was a girl who was very attached to the Church, so at events, at parties together I was always there, especially helping the priest who had just arrived. This is what I' m telling you. The priest told us. He said that one morning he was inside the Church sweeping when in that a child comes running desperate and takes him by the arm and asks for help many times. Help me, Father, help me, as you tighten your arm tightly, almost immediately after a lady, a lady about fifty years old, enters this child This child asks you to save him from that

23:34 woman, who immediately excuses herself by saying that she was going to help the child who was lost, but that she was going to help him. The father quickly asks for explanation, is to know what is happening here. The father recognizes the child, since it is a son of the neighbors. The child stuttering and extremely frightened, tells him that he came to walk when this woman suddenly appeared and wanted to take him by the hand to the mountain. This woman obviously denies everything, but the father decides to believe the child and calm the situation a little, says look, ma' am, I take care of the child. I know his parents. If you want, you can retire. He' s just freaking him out. The woman says nothing, but throws a look of very annoying hatred towards the priest. The woman withdraws slowly, not before turning several times and just before leaving she tells the father you will pay me and then the priest leaves. He says this he told him, but he could have told the kid too. He called his neighbors, the parents came and even the police came to him, and both the father and the child testified to what had happened. The cops got up

25:07 to speed, as this could be some kids stealing, maybe the kid had wanted to take it. I remember that day there were two patrols circulating around the colony. They passed several times over my house and, obviously, the few inhabitants we were there had heard about everything that had happened. As we were few inhabitants, the police gave themselves the task of contacting people who might be at that age. Some families who were from another religion or who didn ' t go to mass. But none of these ladies were the woman who said the child. It was almost as if this woman didn' t exist, they could never find her. This Alex could have been left there as a strange and terrifying anecdote about a child. But the point is, not all of this suddenly escalated. The priest began to feel ill in health.

26:14 This at the same time that strange things began to happen in the Church. First, rare smells during Mass, smells like dirty animal, smells like rotten, smells that were very fetid and disgusting, which made most people leave the Church. Another thing is that by the Church lie the entrance or on the walls of the sides, you will find animals without life, but not because they have lost their lives there, but because they were intentionally brought cats dogs.

26:57 The Church began to become a gloomy place, with a very heavy aura. We all took away those clear animals, with a bag and with great care not to touch them, for it was more than evident that all those had been the victims of some haunting or a haunt that they were putting to that church and that priest, since every day that passed was more emaciated. It was as if the food did not enter his body, it was as if he did not sleep, because he had many shiners, shiners that he did not have before. This reached such a point that it was evident, and the priest ended up leaving the church and the church ended up completely closed.

27:51 That one, ma' am, many times we looked for her, especially men, but they never found her. They checked every corner, every corner, of every tree. But that one, ma' am, that you paired, then we were more than sure. It was a witch. He never showed up. Over the years he believed that some two or three and the church reopened its doors and quickly completed all its construction and the priest had returned again. We asked him clearly, Father, why he was gone and why he closed the church. He explained to us that he was somewhat ill- healthed, but that it was not witchcraft or anything like that.

28:37 Sure. There is also doubt that if he had left, why had they not sent another priest. This is very common. When a priest leaves, either for whatever reason, they send a replacement, but this for some strange reason did not happen. What he told us was that there were no priests nearby and therefore they could not send anyone. When the Church opened and again began to give the Masses. Everything continued as if nothing had happened, as if that episode with the Witch had ended abruptly. Of course this was lent to many legends that are said to date. Some people, those closest to the Church, say that in the evenings close to being reopened to the Church, a group of people had come to saltify the Church. Others said that these same people had given home to the Witch and, therefore, all those witchcrafts and all the work they had done had been taken away with her death.

29:56 But of course, these were just theories, things people were saying. The only one who knows the truth of what happened is the priest is more than clear because of his attitudes and how he spoke to us that time he was hiding something from us and hid it from us very well, because all the time he stayed there until he left he never said anything about it. That was my story. Thank you for allowing me and sharing it. I think we' ve all had partners that turn out to be conflicting. Some of us met them in schools, some of us met them in simple jobs in some strange way. Even though these people have internal conflicts, they do not occur just like that. Many times these people, despite living in an environment, whether in a family or in a very friendly ecosystem, have inner demons, have certain things that disturb them, and most of the time need help. Such bad behavior is haughty, especially when the person is young between the ages of ten and twenty, it is usually a symptom of alertness or a certain way of asking others for help. This next story comes from the

31:33 hand of this. When a girl in a school entirely run by nuns and priests had this strange way of acting. A girl who should be considered exemplary was quite the opposite. Sadly, this story does not end with a happy ending and the nun who was the protagonist of this one says she still regrets what she might have done and did not. The story is next hello Alex. My name is Valentina Pérez. I want to tell you a story that happened to me between the ages of ten and thirteen. I' ll make it clear to you once and for all. I' m already a big person, so this happened many years ago, but many years ago. As you know, at that time some schools were not run by the government, but were also run by the church. So it turns out that I am from a generation in which most girls were sent to schools where we were taught, nuns or as we say, mothers, Catholic schools or girls alone.

33:00 I was in one of these schools from elementary to high school. Practically there went all the girls in town, so we all knew each other. The houses, families and particularly the nuns teach, but they teach in a very harsh way many of them, but the majority are strict and very severe with the punishments. But like everything, though, almost all the nuns were very strict and very hard on us. There was always one which was a bread of God, it was called Celeste and it was the youngest nun of all.

33:51 Most mothers were fifty years old and Celeste at that time, I did not calculate more than thirty. It was very doubtful, sweet, very understanding. I had that way of talking to you, and if you were angry, you controlled yourself. I had that magic, that click that brought peace to your life. Obviously, Mother Celeste was the favorite of all of us, the favorite of all the halls. Every time she went to teach and even got in a good mood, we could ask her questions of any kind and joke a little with her, something we couldn' t do with everyone else. But even though Mother Celeste was a very good person and got along well with everyone, she had to deal with Mary, Mary was a schoolmate, but she was a problematic partner. She was always in trouble and wanted them from her. In fact, she always challenged, the mothers, insulted them and even left the room herself. She had no government and was very awake for her age. If I implied, she smoked, drank alcohol, even put them in school. I remember very well that, although we were

35:22 inspected by the mussels, she made small bags in such a way that she hid from the cigars and were almost invisible, as well as bottles of liquor and drank them inside the school, and that is that Mary' s parents were very straight, two Catholic people who went to mass every Sunday that every thing was offered to the church, They went there. Every port they gave was the church and all the important dates before religion. There they were.

36:04 We could say that they were very religious and exemplary parents to a certain extent, which was not explained why Mary had gone out like this, because Mary was so rebellious, if her parents professed to her with religion in the house and also in school. Anyway, it' s one of those strange cases where kids are just rebels. Mary was with us until she was thirteen years old and many times she was talking to Mother Celeste, even in some times also Mother Celeste managed to control Mary, managed to appease her and for some years I can tell her that Mary, with the help of Mother Celeste, rectified her path. He was no longer so aggressive, he was not so responsive, but as he entered the age of thirteen, this changed abruptly.

37:08 He became even more rebellious. He had still adopted a custom that whenever he wanted to challenge one of the mothers, he did not enter class, but stayed outside watching the mother in turn, while she taught there in that town it was very hot. We have our winter seasons, but most of the year it is quite hot and even more so on summer dates, so almost always we had all the windows open and the doors also of all the halls were open or at least, ajar. Mary took advantage of this and stood still at the end of the door when it was open or open to see the nun and challenge her with her gaze. Many of the nuns did not tolerate this and only closed the door. Others went and carried her out of the ear to the direction. But the heavenly mother didn' t do this.

38:21 The heavenly Mother always went and invited him to come and sit down. Sometimes this worked, but sometimes it didn' t. As you know, I think that because of these attitudes, everyone in school, including me, thought that Mary would sooner or later escape. In fact, many times she said it. She wanted to leave town, wanted to leave that school and her family, even though the heavenly mother spoke to her. There was one time this was overrun and it' s very normal. I even use the most patient person has a limit and Mary exceeded that limit with the heavenly mother.

39:07 They had a very strong argument and the heavenly mother scolded her. He scolded her hard. However, the scolding he gave him was not particularly as offensive as that given to him by other nuns or even as the scolding he gave to his mother. But it was not the insults that hurt Mary, but she says it was from the person from whom she received them, who was from the heavenly mother. That happened on a Friday, selía, Saturday and Sunday, so they didn' t follow school days but on Monday we came to realize a sad news, and that is that Mary had been found lifeless there by one of the radio communications antennas, of those huge antennas that carry cables and cables to the different towns and cities. She had been found lifeless. With some belongings. There were two hypotheses about this. One not too far from the other said that Mary had gone there to take her own life. He had gone up and dropped. Other people say he had gone up and slipped and fell. Either was regrettable, especially because it was found in his body, in his clothes and in his backpack, the smell of liquor, the smell of alcohol, and wine to tequila. The girl who was barely thirteen years old was drunk when the news went up on the air,

40:45 so that the mothers would lend themselves more to talk to the girls, since they didn' t want that to happen again. But the Celeste mother, curiously, nine days in a row after Mary' s death, began to adopt a somewhat strange attitude, because she came to the living room and the first thing she did was to close the door and then asked us to take out the Bible and open it on an indicated page. They were almost always psalms, we had to repeat them or also some days pray and that repeat and repeat it for almost half an hour. It was a very strange thing. What came to me, to my mind and also to so many other companions is that surely the heavenly mother was making him a novenarius or maybe some kind of novenarius to fire Mary' s soul, so we left it like this. We believed that for the next few months and then, talking to the heavenly mother, we told her that she was a very good person, since she had made a novenarius to Mary after her death. Possibly, if the heavenly mother had been another mother, another nun, she would have followed the game, she would have lied to us, but she was not very honest and told us that good person. It was not that he deeply repented of scolding Mary in that way. That day. She blamed herself for

42:16 that because while her simple words were not a harassment that perhaps Mary carried all her life, they were decisive. It was perhaps the drop that spilled the glass so that she would take her life and what she did was not for Mary' s soul, but only a cowardly act to protect herself. That ' s what we were so confused about. The heavenly mother explained to us that every time she arrived in the hall after Mary' s death, she saw her standing there watching her through that door between the open hall, where she always stood to challenge the teachers to see her. But the most frightening thing about the heavenly mother was not that Mary was there, when practically she was already without life, to see Mary' s spirit, but that the way she looked at her was not of hatred, it was not of resentment, it was of sadness. She said she saw Mary crying with her red eyes sad. After that he ran like foam throughout the Hall and even though the other nuns said nothing about the spirit of Mary, we ourselves closed the door of the Hall and, to make you honest, I don' t remember after this happened, if we ever opened it again. When we were

43:52 in class, we were absolutely all afraid that if by mistake we turned, we would see the spirit of Mary Hello haunted crypt. Greetings to the entire crypt community. I' d like to tell you my experience. It is one of the scariest and most traumatic experiences that have happened to me over the years. I am a nun and practically my whole life has been in the Church I have been in several convents, in various churches around Latin America and I can tell you that within these places some strange things happen. While the church is God' s house and we strive whenever it is an open place for all people, that does not mean that despite having rosaries, despite having figures, prayers and water, blessed, sometimes strange things happen that one cannot explain. This happened to me during Easter holidays. Obviously, as you may suppose, what would become the Viacrucis event was in the door. We needed several children, several people. This church was located in a nearby mountain range.

45:28 To this there were a few villages and also with their respective chapels in the church where I was located was the largest and the one that was in remodeling. So to speak, it was a church and also a convent, so by the way all the festivities, whether of a Saint, the Viacrucis, Christmas, the morningites to the Virgin, all developed in that church more than anything in space. I remember that it was already nighttime, the children I found giving escatecism to and also to so many others that I found, helping them to put on that hard role that wears the armor of the soldiers to practice with the scripts of everything they had to say. At the Viacrucis we fell the night. Each father came to the church and was picking up his son. I' m more than sure the last child went through it.

46:34 That' s why at nine, thirty or nine forty at night, almost ten. As I explained earlier, we were on Holy Week and the Church was being rebuilt. They were sending them to put on some stained glass. These stained glass windows were already at the front of the Church where the Father and the other helpers, like the altar boys, sit down to give the word of God for some technical and also electrical questions. We had been told that part of the Church could not have energy. Therefore, this part was submerged in the absolute darkness of the night. I entered the Church more than anything for notebooks and books that I had to have mostly enlisted for the catechism boys who came to present the next day. I went into the church and saw that everything was dark except the hallway. In this hallway, the priest and also the altar boys had put candles all over the hall more than anything, because we always had to go in for something and we could not afford to fall down and hurt ourselves more than anything for safety. During the night, I walked down this hallway and from one moment to another began to

48:08 get very cold in that place. At this time it tends to be quite hot. Temperatures rise and the problem in that summer is high temperatures. I don' t explain how suddenly on that day there was an excess of heat. Now there was cold inside the Church was quite cold. I can tell you that even when I was walking in the hallway, I managed to get some steam out of my mouth. This became strange to me, but I just wanted to go through the books, so I kept my eyes fixed until I got to that place. When I turned around, one of the windows where they were supposed to put the stained glass windows. I already had an image to see I explained to them the stained glass stood from front to back, from where the priest was to the main entrance. I was at that time at the main entrance. So, those stained glass windows were the last ones to put on. What surprised me enough is to see that in one of these windows had already been placed one or at least that' s what I believed by the candlelight and by the moonlight of the outside, I could

49:44 see the shadow of a figure that was in that window. I thought it was one of the figures put in the stained glass windows. These figures usually make shadows, so, at the end of the day, you don' t have to pay much attention to them. One can be confused clearly, but when you turn, it is simply a figure, whether it is a saint or an image they want to represent in some chapter of the Bible. But on that occasion this image did not look like any saint, it did not look like any sacah image of the Bible. What I saw was a man' s shadow. Half of a man' s body, his hands were raised, his fingers were too long, and a pair of horns came out of his head that were easily visible thanks to the light of the candle.

50:54 I, at first I thought I was only with perception I something to n Surely it was an image that made sense, but at that moment, with the darkness and thanks to the fact that I didn' t see it well, maybe I was confusing the image and even though I was willing to leave what I felt inside me, I didn' t let myself do it. I was curious. I wanted to know what kind of drawing they put in that window. I took one of the candlesticks in the hallway and slowly got closer to that window and finally saw that picture. In fact, it was no saint, it was no image. What I saw was the drawing of a devil, of a demon. He had his eyes fluttering, he rested his hands on the window, he had his mouth open, showing his fangs and also his tongue, which fell to his chest, was an extremely long tongue. His eyes were fixed on me like he was following me at the time. I was scared, but of course what came to my mind right away is that the workers had put that in. Perhaps it was some

52:28 joke of bad taste, but the demon' s stained glass had the particularity that looked very real compared to the others. I retired and as I was doing it, I felt at the temperature that was falling even more. I walked down the hall, leaving that extremely disturbing and horrifying stained glass behind me. Fortunately, I came to the front of the convent and saw that the workers were not yet leaving I approached them and before they could greet me to start scolding them, obviously I had not liked at all what they had done in the Church and I began to tell them that the stained glass was not for that, that those figures of demons, those figures of devils, were not according to what was going with the Church. They were very confused while I was claiming and claiming this until one of them told me to see Mother Little calm down what stained glass is being talked about. We have put only the stained glass that the priest has specifically told us to put in each of the windows. I said yes, that maybe he did, but that his workers had done the opposite and that if he didn' t believe me he

54:00 would join me to show him what they had done. That night the chief accompanied me, and not only him, but also all the workers. Together we walk into the Church and walk the ten down that corridor. Once we got to where that devil' s stained- glass windows were, I realized they didn' t have stained- glass windows. It was simply a window, an ordinary window facing outwards. I, at the time, didn' t know what else to say that I explained to them. The truth is, even for me, it was hard to believe. After all, I apologized to them and we all left the Church. After this I began to pray a lot, especially inside the Church and in company with more nuns.

55:07 It was more than obvious that what I had seen that night was not the drawing of a devil, but something true that manifested itself that night. Before I finished the story, I wanted to mention something else and this went unnoticed, and the next morning I checked this window from the other side, and on that side I could see clearly how the hands and tongue had been marked and left in the window. It wasn' t my imagination or superstition.

55:57 Something had been put in that window and it had been watching me all night. Many of us have met people or families and even those who are very devoted, from the father, the mother to the youngest of the children. Many of the people profess a faith that can go beyond even death. This priest, who recounts this experience, happened to him something very peculiar with a family that was very devoted to the church. Every weekend and every time it was required they were present there. But for the same love, for the same devotion to his religion. Perhaps this love, this devotion transfers lines, lines as between life and death. His story is as follows. My name is Breña in Alejandro. I want to share a priest' s experience with you is rare. Many people experience paranormal things, but it is strange for priests to hear something from them that is entirely paranormal. I say linked to ghosts, linked to demons that manifest in this environment, because something happened to him, although not terrifying, if it was inexplicable. It happens that this

57:34 happened on any Sunday while he taught Mass Passe. It turns out that, as in all chapels, as in all localities, always family persons, better said that they are very close to the church, they know all altar boys, people who touch, priests, and these families, usually always feel up to the front, as much as they can get in order to absorb in this way all that the father has to say. Every weekend there was a family like this. I was always at all Masses without exception, throughout the year, every holiday, all the celebrations, They were always on the lookout and if they asked for participation do not doubt that this family would always participate, either on the Via Crucis, on the mornings of the Virgin, etcetera, etcetera. This priest says that in one day, when the Mass was taking place on the evening schedule, he went up the road through the center of the church, seeing all the people who had come. He stood in front of them later and saw all the faces he already knew, including giving this family like every weekend, he looked at them and smiled at him.

59:07 This family consisted of a father, a mother and three children, all attached to the Church. This family smiles back at the priest and starts giving Mass for an hour. As usual, he ends up walking back through the center of the church and, as is the custom he stays outside and all the people who are leaving go saying goodbye to him. Some take time to say goodbye, others simply greet him from a distance, others only shake hands. But he knew that family, which was almost the last to leave, as it was across the street. We always talked with him about things about the Church or things that have happened throughout the week. The strange thing was that he, this family, didn' t come out the priest. He waited and waited until, practically from that door of Cristal that looked plainly inwards a majority of the Church saw all the empty seats. Out of curiosity, he came in. Surely they had stayed to talk with some people in the band who are inside or perhaps with altar boys, but not inside the church.

1:00:30 There was no one, not even the guys in the band, not a single altar boy. She was all alone, all alone. If the priest comes, this seems strange to him. It' s not surprising. Maybe that family was in a hurry. It was the first time it ever happened. Surely they had gone through one of the doors of the sides and had gone to his car directly, maybe some party, some exit, they didn ' t have time to talk. Probably or at least that' s what he thought. But the next day, when she was barely having breakfast, she gets a call from one of the people who are close to the church.

1:01:20 He also conducts events and other things, but calls him to warn him of terrible news and also to ask for his services pass. It turns out that that family had suffered a car accident and none survived. A truck took their lives in the afternoon Sunday night, when they were barely going to church to be present at the Mass. When the priest hears the latter, his skin is shivering, for he remembers perfectly seeing that family. But both police reports and witnesses as well as more members of the family, as well as the wife' s brothers, the husband' s brothers, said that they had had the accident an hour before the Mass. As if it were not enough, it was this priest who did the mass to fire the bodies, to give them Christian burial and indeed, he went one with one to see each member was that family, the same faces. After this, that priest prayed a lot for the souls of these people, because, at the end

1:02:52 of the day, they were very devout, some Catholics in order, who, even after failing to be fulfilled with what they had to do that Sunday, which was to go and take Mass. If you ask what this story is like, it is that this priest of which I reserve the name is a relative of mine, is my uncle and told me this experience in confidence already a few years ago, but recently he has just died and when I was in bed, he gave me permission to share it with relatives, with friends, so that you don' t have doubts or at least the experience of a priest, that life after death exists or at least our spirits don ' t leave immediately. They stay to fulfill certain tasks, certain things we leave pending. I hope you liked my story. Greetings to the whole Community, hello, everyone. I' d like my name to remain anonymous.

1:04:08 I am currently a priest and the experience I want to tell you happens in my years of study. Since they will know how to be a priest it is like any other career and does lawyer, architect, doctor, You have to pass by school, you have to go through studies and they send you to several places, many of them inside the Mexican Republic, to certain retreats. I want to tell you a story that was told to the retreats, to which I was going, as you can expect. This story has decades.

1:04:51 I am already an older man and this happened to me when I was barely twenty years old. We got to this retreat where we were going to stay. It was a large house, it was a house, if not a bad memory, of some three floors and with numerous rooms. Next to this house there was a church and after this church, a chapel towards the Most Holy. In this small chapel was a figure of Christ rested, laid down and covered, so it has become a glass. Within this chapel there were also, although at a little more distance, the cabins of confessionaries, these cabins of insurance already know them, these cabins of insurance already know them.

1:05:45 They' re wooden cabins. At one end one can sit the father and at the other end the person, whether young, woman, man, child, old, who wants to purge all those sins that he wants to confess. Although I' m telling you, he' s been studying for decades. It all started with a priest, even years before I got to that church. This was a legend that was told and that so many priests as nuns said it was true. It all started when a priest was at night. I was walking through the Most Holy. The reasons may vary.

1:06:33 Many priests go to the Most Holy, either because they want to ask for something, because they want to pray or because they simply transmit a lot of peace to be in that chapel. What caught this priest’ s attention is that while he was praying, he heard the crying of a person coming from one of the confessional’ s booths, the priest finished the prayers, got up and walked toward this booth. Indeed, when he arrived, he could hear the person crying. There was a person inside there who was crying.

1:07:16 The time of confessions is usually made in the morning and during the afternoon, on two specific days throughout the week. But of course, sometimes there are issues, sometimes there are people who feel very bad and all they want is to talk to someone, get out all that stuff they bring in, and often people go to church. Simply to that the priest entered and, as is his custom, sat on the other end and asked him if he had anything to say, if he wanted to confess. The young man did not take long to say yes and said the words bless me my father because I have sinned. After this, the young man began to say his whole life from childhood to those years. The priest realizes that this young man refers to himself as in the past period, and often this young man tells the priest that all this he has committed will not be able to solve it and that he regrets it. The priest obviously tries to calm him down. Try to tell him that all this has a solution, that he can change, that he still has a lot of life ahead of him. Anyway, they go

1:08:49 on with the confession, and in the end, the priest walks out of the booth and hopes the kid gets out, too. It is said that it was not high at night. The priest had to close the chapel. So, I had to wait for the kid to come out and set him on his way out. But one minute passed, two minutes passed, three, four or five ten minutes passed and the boy didn' t leave. The priest with pity knocks on her door and tells her that she has to close the chapel. Listen to the young man' s voice coming within this one He says yes, he' s ready. The priest opens the door and it turns out that there is no one inside him. The young man was no longer there, despite having heard him seconds before. It is said in history that the priest continues his normal night. Of course, before leaving he gives a few prayers for that soul, leaves the chapel, closes it with lock and spends the normal night the next day, this same priest is again in the Most Holy. Again he is praying again, he is giving

1:10:20 prayers when he gets up and before leaving, before closing that locked chapel again approaches one of the booths and dimly knocks on the door as if waiting for someone to answer him from the inside. This time he is no longer a young man, but a woman, who tells him Bendiga, my father, why I have sinned the priest again, opens the door and enters while inside. Listen to all the sins this woman had, and once she' s done, she comes out of the booth again. He expects that woman to come out, but he never does. The priest again, repeating what he did the night before, takes the handle, opens the door and learns that there is no one, no one was in the cabin anymore. From that moment and the following days, the priest repeats everything every night the same, every night the same, until the case where this priest practically every night, in the six booths that he had heard the sins of the six people of

1:11:53 each night or, rather, the six souls in sorrow that went towards that chapel. It could not be said that the souls returned the priest said that every night, in every different booth, the life they told him, the sins they told him were different was always different and also the voice, very different from all the previous nights, very different from all the booths and varied Sometimes he heard the voice of a man, of an old man, of a woman, of an old woman, of a boy or of a girl.

1:12:43 He always listened, always varied the stories, always varied the sins and always varied the people. However, and even though the priest believed that he was doing good, that he was listening to those souls that went in sorrow, those souls that could not rest, it is said that when you talk to someone who already passed away, they have a strange energy, an energy that if you have and maintain contact with him for a long time, basically they are also taking you to life. Somehow, you are giving them life and they are stealing it from you, because technically it is believed that both the living and the deceased belong to totally different planes. This is what you think of this story. The priest began to get sick, he began to decline, he could not stand and finally ended up in bed, in that same house, and after a few days passed, the priest ended up losing his life. And from that moment the chapel of the Most Holy remained closed

1:14:15 after nine o' clock in the night. Neither students, nuns, nor priests were allowed to enter that chapel after nine o' clock in the evening, for it was said that if you entered this chapel and if by mistake you touched or one of the booths of the confessional someone from within would answer you, for there are still souls who cannot rest in peace because of the sins they have and constantly go to churches, to holy places so that, somehow they can get the light. And that was the case with this father.

1:15:08 I hope you enjoyed my experience. Thank you all and good night tell me maniac crypt. You have once been surprised at what can become a person by simple evil, that is, this person has no fervent motive, any heartbreaking motive, to do evil things, to do things that many would say are even crimes. There are people like this, people who, by the simple fact, maybe come from a different country, from a different school, from a different environment, from a different social scale, treat you in such a derogatory way, whether it' s class racism. We see this very much from the background and it happens in all countries. This story has as its main axis this problem, because certain people believe themselves better than others and believe themselves with the authority to decide who lives and who does not, they detonate in that simply those souls never rest in peace out of sadness. This happened in a church and the story is as follows. My name is emerald

1:16:40 and turbid. I want to talk to you about an experience my mother told me a few years ago. This happened when she was a teenager in her hometown. It is a story that has been told to us for a long time and has also spoken to several priests about this. It happens that she, when she was a teenager and she was in her village, her family, her mother, her father, my grandparents were people very close to the church, so every Sunday, they were always there. But being such a remote town, being a small town of those very hidden, let' s say that money wasn' t their fort. You could see it in the shops, in the houses, on the courts and also in the church.

1:17:29 They had just built a church. This church was made of very simple wood. As time passed. They began to build a church already of material, but they began by the fence, they swept the whole church and within it the priest allowed him to shelter homeless people, people who had no home, people who, eye, were not thieves, were not criminals. They spent it working, either with a peasant in business, in cambitas, as popularly said, but for one thing or another, they had lost their lands, their families, they had forgotten about them. Most of these destitute were elderly people, who could not stand up for themselves. Most of them also had deficiencies in their body, either they limped, they didn' t see well, or simply the body was already giving the last. The priest allowed them to sleep within the Church, especially when it rained or was cold. But one night a terrible tragedy happened. Some people say that this was not an accident, although most of them say yes, that this was only imprudence, and that the Church was made of wood, sheet, cardboard materials that are very easily burning. One night, the Church set fire to herself, completely

1:19:03 consuming an enormous fire. It did not appear to be an accident, as accidents originate in a place. The fire takes a few minutes to spread that night. According to my mother, many of the neighbors who were there saw how the fire consumed the church very quickly, as if it had been sprayed with gasoline. While some days the destitute stayed there, some more god, a few days less, on that occasion, for the bad luck of these people, there were two destitute within the church. They couldn' t get out. The bodies were found. After all, the fire was rumored among the people that someone had surely been. While, as I say, these homeless people were not criminals. In fact, they got along well with certain people in the village. Many other people saw them with contempt, and these destitute people had never messed with anyone. It was just classism. Some people always think they are better than others, and this happened on that occasion, or at least it is what is told. After this, the neighbors who were close to the church were reporting that there, among the wood burned, among all the debris, people gathered at night. The Mass was no longer

1:20:34 held there. Obviously, because of all the debris, all the ash, another place had to be improvised in a camp, but the neighbors said that at hours of the morning voices of different people were heard talking obviously they did not see them, as there was the fence and there was also the gate, which completely covered the ground, but they did listen. So much so that the same priest stayed in the house of one of the neighbors in full sail seeing if this was true to enter immediately. When these people were gathered, it was private property. While it was a church, people couldn' t get in. It was too dangerous. The priest says the voices were heard. Many witnesses also said the same thing. All of them entered that church at the same time, opened the gate, and at the time the voices stopped and there was no meeting, there was no person standing there.

1:21:45 Only the debris was visible. More doubts arose here and the neighbors began to be afraid of this place. The priest alone began to go to that church or rather to that destroyed land every night went and prayed for almost an hour and then left. The neighbors said that when the priest came in, sometimes the voices were heard, but when he always left the sound stopped and this out of control made them even more afraid until one night the priest no longer showed up. The next day yes, and then one day no, and then two days and so gradually, until each time his visits to that land were decreasing until practically no longer hearing This would have been a sad experience for the closest of the Church, but it happens that there is still more, and it is that my mother learned something and with her, along with the whole family and all the people who went to that Church. This could be labeling two as a rumor, but people who claim to have witnessed this are very confident. They are very close to the father and did not lie on this issue, so a rumor was considered nothing but a secret. They say

1:23:17 the father asked for your help. He asked these men, parents, all of them to tell him that this would remain absolutely secret. But, as we know now, this was not so. They went to the mortuary of the people, through those bones, through those remains of the bodies of both destitute and took them to the Church in the early morning. That is why at 3: 30 in the morning, when the streets are completely uninhabited and once entering the Church, they buried the remains and gave Christian burial to those two destitute people who had lost their lives in that place. The priest explained to these people of great confidence that this was the only way those two souls could rest in peace. These two souls were responsible for attracting more souls.

1:24:23 And it is that in the places where tragedies happen they usually have an aura, a very sad and heavy energy, something that attracts more souls who are suffering that they still do not find the light or that they still have things to do to make more added to the energy of these two destitutes made several souls conglomerate in that place. And that' s why all these voices were heard. The only way to calm them was by praying and it was what he did every night, but he knew perfectly well that this could not always be done as an eternal slavery. So he made a decision, a risky decision, but it worked. Most of these souls, those who do not have things to do, those who did not leave a painful past behind or whose bodies have not been found, cannot rest. Obviously, however, these two destitute people did know where the bodies were, but, as I explained earlier, these people were mostly good people, but they were abandoned. Their relatives had forgotten about them had no wealthy friends, so their remains were to be thrown away, they were to be buried anywhere, on any mountain, without any cross, without any memory, without any prayer and much less,

1:25:58 without any final words on the tomb, which the father, if he gave them on the same ground of the church, gave them a small funeral, gave them a few words. I pray for them. And only in that way did those two souls find peace. After this, the voices heard us and the construction of the church continued. I hope you liked my mother' s story. Greetings. This happened in the year two thousand and six.

1:26:47 At that time, I was starting to work as a taxi driver. I had given up my previous job, managed to get together to buy three cars. Two of his cars had put them to work as taxis and he had left the third to work. From time to time I had just married and I wanted more time to spend with my family. Therefore, as I was home longer, I began to accompany my family, my wife, and various activities, among them. Obviously, I was in the Church on Sundays and occasionally on Saturdays, when children have catechism. Because I became more and more close to the church, I began to have acquaintances among them, as they were the priests, the nuns and other people who frequented the church a lot.

1:27:43 They were very religious people in general, as I told them earlier I was not on the road looking for passage. I simply had fixed clients and from time to time a new one arrived, because I was so close to the church, I began to move the Moss to the priests and more staff. When one December and I remember it well, this priest arrived. But the curious thing about this priest is that I saw him, but he didn ' t give Mass, he was just aside. He showed up with everyone in the parish, but he was just aside. Never lady mass, never catechism. It was as if he had arrived. But for another thing, I have to say this priest wasn' t Mexican. He was European.

1:28:39 I don' t know what part of Europe, but it was from the European continent. It was evident in its features and it was also evident in its way of speaking sooner rather than later. Because of my contacts. One night, when I was at my house, this priest called me. He asked me if I could take him to a home that was relatively close to the chapel. I said yes, I was happy to go to the parish and took him to a house, a house that became very familiar to me. It was the home of a family who was very devoted to the Church. She was one of those families who are also wealthy, but also very religious. The funny thing is that it came to my mind that I hadn ' t seen that family. Lately, in the Church, those who go almost every weekend begin to distinguish people who always go and even talk with them.

1:29:40 This family was one of them and, curiously, in recent months they had not gone any members. I am not a person who gets involved in matters that the truth does not concern him. So I just took him in and I didn' t ask him anything about this family. The curious thing is that the next night, again, this priest asks me to take him to this very house. I did it. I took it back and for a period, we could say for a few, nine or ten months.

1:30:21 Almost the whole year I took this priest, we could say. And if my memory doesn' t fail me a few four or five times a week at this same address. It was rare when he didn' t call me, because time passed and my friendship with the priest grew. I came to ask him already in the last few months that because that family had not gone and they had had some problems, since the priest went almost daily. He told me he couldn' t say it, but maybe soon I' d realize it, and to tell the truth, I wish I' d never heard it. It' s something I have to carry in my mind and it' s going to be very difficult to forget. This started one night he called me. He told me that if I could get to the parish, I thought that once again I wanted to take him to this house and yes, it was the same thing, but before I took him, he wanted to talk to me, he wanted to give me a job, he wanted me to be his taxi driver for the whole week that he was coming and he also had to tell me certain rules that I had to follow.

1:31:45 I put a strange face on him right now, I mean, I thought he was just gonna take him. He said yes. We could say that it was only that job, but in this family' s house something very bad was happening and he wanted a carrier, a trusted taxi driver, more than anything, a taxi driver who had a lot of faith in what he believed in God, who knew how to pray and more than anything he had now, yes, his well- conceived beliefs. At this point. I took a break. I said yes, that I was Catholic, that I believed in God, that I knew all my prayers, but that I wanted him to explain a little more to me what was going on. He just put his hand in his robe. He took out some bills that by that time was a lot of money, it was too much money. I told him I couldn' t accept it just for a week' s work.

1:32:55 I just couldn' t accept that. He told me that there was no proof and that that was the payment more than anything, because my services were going to request them all night and morning. He told me to get going and by the way he was going to tell me everything. He began by telling me that he was an exorcist priest, that he had studied at the Vatican, that he had prepared himself and that, for the bad luck of that family, the eldest daughter of about fifteen years, had been possessed by a demon. And obviously when I heard this, I started to wear China ' s skin. He told me that his attendance or presence with this family was already the last resort he was taking. The girl had already been through psychiatrists, doctors, medicine in general, but no one had been able to help her so far. The intervention of the priest was requested by order of the Vatican, after having already confirmed a year and a half ago that it was a possession. This priest had been working with this girl since she came.

1:34:17 Practically this extortion took eight to ten months for the girl in that state. I asked him if it took longer, why it took so long if they already had the Vatican' s permission. The priest replied that not all exorcisms are the same. Some take days, weeks, months or even years. They' re so volatile, you don' t know how long they ' re gonna take. He told me simply when I arrived to be placed rosary on my neck, which he provided me with. He told me that he was blessed, that something strange was heard, that he did not pay attention, that he simply did not keep inside the taxi. I forgot to say that the cars I had taken out of that company were not cars, so to speak, normal. They were van type, that is, they could fit about seven people. They were big taxis, the three cars more than anything. That is also why the priest wanted me, because he knew very well that perhaps some night they had to transport her in those conditions and, unfortunately, it was up to me to have to transport her that same day. I remember they took the girl out, she looked totally asleep.

1:35:46 I, seeing her as they put her in the seats, I was surprised, I mean, the girl looked worn out, it was as if she had lost a few pounds. She felt emaciated and deeply asleep. It was about two o' clock in the morning and the priest told me to take them to the chapel. I obeyed to start the taxi and I got going. At the moment I was surprised, as I saw that he was not the only priest who was there. There were several of them. Four and a nun got into my cab. They were all playing the girl while they were praying. It looked like a scene completely out of a horror movie.

1:36:35 The exorcist priest was on the side of me. He told me to keep my eyes on the road, keep my eyes on the road at all times, but that was praying the creed. Together with him, we both started at the same time we were almost even at the same speed praying. When I started to hear some screams, some heartbreaking screams coming from behind, I started to get pretty scared. Those screams came from that girl. The screams were so heartbreaking, so terrifying and so strong that they even made me deaf for a moment and I even believed that that girl' s vocal cords were going to burst her lungs. They were trying hard enough, but when you turn to see the rearview mirror, you could say that I panicked even more than I was already. And it' s just that from the rearview mirror I could see that the girl came in completely asleep, that is, she wasn' t screaming or if she did, she was doing it with her mouth shut. And that' s practically impossible. And now, before you guys pull out your own seductions, when I got home, I started doing

1:38:05 exercises, that is, trying to scream with my mouth shut. Obviously you can, but the sound isn' t the same as if you had your mouth open. That sound was a cry, a heartbreaking cry, like that of a woman along with a man' s voice. It was a totally strange voice. Obviously, this started to distract me a little bit. I was very afraid, I knew very well how to act on such occasions and because of the fear of anxiety I had at the time, I started to stop praying and only looked at that girl through the rearview mirror. And in one of those sights, when I looked away from the road and then put it back on the road, in front of me, a man appeared to me. Or you can say he wanted to look like a man' s silhouette. His legs were very long, his hands were also too long.

1:39:15 His legs were raised almost to a person' s chest and his hands were long and extended to almost the floor. He was a completely deformed being, we could say, and in his head there were a couple of horns that could be seen with the light of my taxi. This man stood in front of me and what I did was flip it, get to dodge it and then get back on the road. Obviously, because of this move. Everybody moved. The priest took me from the man told me not to stop praying pay attention to the road if you don' t look at one other thing, just pray and worry about taking us to the chapel. I focused on that I was praying and driving, praying and driving until, finally and even though I had an eternal journey, I was able to get to the chapel.

1:40:20 But this, to my misfortune, would not end there. Two priests came down and went to prepare some things in the chapel. The other priest, the exorcist, looked at me and then told me I know that there is a lot I am going to ask of you, but please, just for this time help us down that girl and put her in the chapel. Please, I just looked at him with eyes that why you' re asking me that. I didn' t want to, I didn' t want to, but at the end of the day, I ended up doing it. We went down that girl and while we were doing it, I remember very well a voice coming from within her. Again, the girl was like completely sedated, breathing, but the voice that came from her, the voice that spoke to me, that spoke to us all together. I don' t know what they were telling us, but it was a voice like that feminine and masculine at the same time, it came as from his torso, from his stomach, from his chest. From there came that voice, not from his mouth. And I can say that the screams I heard earlier also came from there. It was like something was inside her. I just kept taking her and there once I got out I got out very hasty, I

1:41:53 ran even opened the gate and the first thing I did when I got to the sidewalk, when I got there with my taxi, went or threw up on the sidewalk. I had a lot of mixed emotions. He was very nervous. I ended up throwing up once I got in the cab again and waited for the priest' s orders. Obviously, and even if I didn ' t like the idea, I had to take them back and I could tell them that waiting for this was a lot worse, as I didn' t know what would happen to me on the way back. Luckily, the way back was totally opposed to what we lived when we were going. It was the quietest thing. We pulled that girl back into the middle of the cab and on the road though somewhat tense as if everyone was prepared for something that would come up on the road. We were fine. It was a calm course and that was only the first day I had worked with this priest.

1:43:00 There were still another four days left. I took them and came back to my house in the morning. Honestly, I kept thinking about half an hour in the living room of my house if I could really handle this package. I didn' t know if I was still taking the job. After all, I ended up going again the next day I took the priest and then, as was my order, I had to wait there more than anything. It was not because I was going to transport them always, but because for any mishap they wanted someone of great confidence and also, because it was religious. But that night nothing happened, at least no one left the house.

1:43:46 But what I could see is that around the house, in the courtyard, through the windows, through the door, children watching me from the inside out, they were children of different ages. Maybe the youngest was like five years old and the oldest would be a few ten or eleven. It was like seven children I saw walking from one side to the other across the front of the house. Looking at me at that moment I was more than terrified, I didn' t know very well how to react, so I just looked forward because I could see that these children had completely dark eyes and I was even foolish to ask, but deep inside I knew very well that those children were not ordinary children for three days, which were the ones who followed after that night that I had transported this girl. Nothing happened. I just saw these kids staring at me from the house. Once I fell asleep in the taxi and when I woke up, one of these children was standing in

1:45:16 front of me and then walked back and walked into the house without uttering a single word. I continued to stay out of it. When the fifth night fell. That fifth night, at about three in the morning, the priest left in the company of a nun. He asked me to take him back to the parish. The nun went crying and scratched herself from many sides of her arms, from her chest, from her back, while this priest simply told her to please calm down, pray and pray with him, until eventually the nun could calm down. Once we were still on our way. Almost to the parish, I asked the priest that if there were children in that house, I told him that there are really no children, true that there are only you. He answered me no, that only they were there and occasionally the parents, but that the minor children of the family had been taken to another house closer to the center, but that there was no child there.

1:46:41 And I replied that they saw children around the house, in the courtyard, from time to time, on the sidewalk and in other parts of the house. He told me that they were not children, that they are simply things that they don' t like that I was helping them, but that I wasn' t afraid of broad features, that they couldn' t do anything to me, just intimidate me, just scare me, so to speak, but that they couldn' t mess with me that it had forbidden them by something that he had done before I entered that house or that I was there in front of it. The days passed and, obviously, the service was over. I stopped going for this father and then I no longer knew about the family, luckily, and I am pleased to tell you that this story, this experience ends in a good way. In spite of everything that happened. The father, who is an exorcist from time to time returns to the town and because I have greeted him several times, but every four years, every three years, because he says he liked Mexico very much as far

1:48:13 as the family is concerned. I could see the family again in church and I could also see that little girl, that little girl. Luckily, apparently, if they were able to pull out that demon that lived in it. I' ve spoken to his parents again, both his mother, his father, and his brothers. We all know what she went through, we all know what possessed her, but we don' t talk about it. It ' s like we want to bury him. It is a memory that no one wants to live again and that this time I wanted to share it with you and everything. Thanks for the good stories. I hope you enjoyed my experience. How many of us have not heard about exorcisms. Surely if you ' re a terror lover like I am, you' ve seen movies, you' ve heard stories, and you' ve seen documentaries about yourself.

1:49:20 And even though both in movies and in other mass media, it is said that people who are possessed often do some kind of fantastic stuff, vomit, make things move, talk about different things or even meet people, know disturbing data about people that the other person possessed in question had never seen. Before all that happens, the church has methods to first go check if the person in question needs an exorcism, because the vast majority of times as this explains.

1:50:02 It is not simply a possession of a person who has certain problems in the head. This happened to a nun, a nun who was in the company of a priest to see an alleged case of possession. What they saw there. There was no explanation, because, although it was disturbing, they failed to find connections. His story is next hello Alex. My name is Valentinocosio. I want to share with you a horror story that happened to my niece. My niece is a nun today, as you know, it takes years and years to become a nun. I remember she left her parents' house when she had fourteen convents to retreats. She met many priests, other nuns from different states and because she was very attached to her religion. The priests easily took her to help them with serious cases, cases that require a very strong faith and will. It happened that while we were having Christmas dinner, she had come home. He was about twenty- two years old.

1:51:28 I was young. Even though it had just happened to him at the time, it happened to him in a small town on the border. A priest had taken her away needed her help, as they were going to see an alleged case of exorcism. This priest was already a big person, he was someone with experience, although he was not an old man, he was a person who already had his good experiences with this type of cases. He was specializing in what was considered one of the most indicated priests to see such people. Many times people believe they are possessed, but they are not. Sometimes the mind plays them very bad pasts, very bad jokes. Sometimes people who are closer to each other tend to be very susceptible when one or two strange things happen. Or sometimes they are simply people suffering from some mental illness, schizophrenia, depression. So before you call a priest who is entirely exorcist, you have to first go diagnose if the person in question really requires an exorcism.

1:52:45 Many times what they really require is a psychiatrist and psychological treatment. They came to that house. It was a little big house for the little town. You could tell it was one of the families that had the most money. It was a two- and- a- half- story house. The boy' s room was located on the second floor from the back. She explains that she arrived with the parents and immediately she and the priest went up to the boy' s room. The boy, when he saw them, was somewhat defensive, not throwing blows, but throwing grumpy looks. He spoke, according to the parents, a foreign language in Latin, so this had to be corroborated. But my niece explains that the strange thing happened when they opened the door, because in the window there was a man watching, a man she explains does not know if she was wearing a raincoat or a suit or something a coat, but it was completely black. His head was completely bald, his skin was abnormally pale, his face was somewhat elongated, not in a monstrous way, but in a way in which you would say that man, with his simple face, is intimidating and in case it wasn ' t enough. My niece also explains that her eyes were somewhat bumpy,

1:54:16 but the basins were submerged, as if those eyes were small for the skull basin. Maybe it was a man who was sick. Many patients with terminal illnesses or diseases that hit their bodies hard tend to change faces and even skin color. We assumed this man was there watching the boy. He would probably be some guy, maybe a brother, a neighbor, a relative, who was afraid of the boy, but he was also worried about him, as he was being watched from outside the priest asked my niece to please tell him that he needed privacy and to close the curtain. My niece walked up to that man and told him that, if he didn' t mind, that they needed to work and that they needed to do it completely alone, only they and the boy, this strange man didn' t tell them anything.

1:55:18 He just turned around and turned his back on them. My niece closed the curtain and started testing. They came to the conclusion, both she and the priest, that the boy was not really being possessed. Maybe he had schizophrenia, but an exorcism. That wasn' t necessary. While what the parents believed was a Latin language, they were just some babbling that, if one could understand some Latin, but nothing surprising words that any person could know thanks to movies on the Internet. Basically, when a person is possessed he can speak ancient languages fluently. And that was not the case. Although he felt a heaviness in the room he could be due to the depression of the parents and also of the child. Moreover, he did not react with holy artifacts.

1:56:21 He pretended to react, but true exorcisms don' t react that way. My niece ended up explaining that both she and the priest came to the conclusion that it was wiser for the parents to take this boy to a psychiatric hospital for care. Once explaining this to them. His face didn' t change, but at least they understood. There are other types of people from entire families who cling to their son or brother, their father, their mother being exorcised, although I really don' t know that, and they cling to that so much that they end up affecting the person, since the person ends up believing it too and that wasn' t what they needed at the time. Luckily, they understood it after they were talking, since both parents worked and had no one to leave it with, and because of this, they now had to leave the state. They were being managed, because the family they had, although they had their support from the brothers of the uncles, did not count on them to take care of him. They were afraid to be near the boy. It was at that moment that my nephew told them that he was looking after the boy who was watching him from the window.

1:57:45 Both parents were surprised and told my niece that they had a long time without visitors, all because of their son' s condition, that they were the only ones in the house apart from him. For months. Both the priest and my niece were confused, as the priest had also seen him to appease things and that the parents should not be more upset than they were already. The priest told them that it had surely been a confusion that they had surely seen wrong, that they did not worry and then. He and my niece left the house. But before he left, the priest pulled it and told him to go around. That man was standing outside this boy' s window. The window' s facing backwards. There must be a balcony there is the only way I can explain this. My niece sits on her head.

1:58:45 It was really the only explanation. There must be a balcony there. Surely someone climbed up, someone strange, maybe he was a thief or just a strange person who likes to walk as a voyeur through the windows, but the terror took hold of her when they saw that behind the house there was no balcony. There was no surface on which a person could stand watching that child through the window. It was a window. There were no stairs on the second floor. Everything was wall The only thing that explained that the person they had actually seen was not standing above any balcony, but that he was floating while watching the boy. After this, my niece says they sent another priest within two days, but he came to the same conclusion. The boy wasn' t possessed from there. In any case, she doesn' t know what happened to the boy. His parents left and took him, possibly to a clinic, but that man, that strange and terrifying man who watched this boy through the window floating in the air, could hardly find the explanation.