EL TERROR DE LOS FORENSES / RELATOS DE HORROR PARA NO DORMIR / L.C.E.

0:02 In this channel we have already touched stories of forensics, forensics those people who practically deal with what many people fear with death. It should be emphasized that the body, despite no longer having life, there are certain movements that one does unintentionally, and that forensics know him well. Therefore, they are not people who are very susceptible. There are ghost stories, there are paranormal stories to those kind of people with that kind of profession. We could also say to the gravediggers or to the people who work in cemeteries have very but very thick skin in that area. But of course, always those exceptions this coroner tells us that for a long time I hear stories of ghosts, stories that corpses may at night move or talk. In particular, this had never happened to him, although I always saw a first time for everything that happened to him. It made him wonder many times and this tells me in the story that he would have preferred to see a shadow. I would have preferred to

1:34 see a ghost before hearing a corpse laughing. Your story is next hello. Good night, my story. I want this experience to appear anonymous. It happened to me in a murgue. I am Florencio and I am going to keep certain data stored, because in this morgue, even though this happened to me, I am still working here and this is an experience that other people do not believe me, except some other forensics who, just like me, have gone through certain inexplicable experiences, but should not ghosts should not be shadowed.

2:32 I wish it had been that, but we experienced disturbing experiences with the same bodies. Let us bear in mind something, and it is that these kinds of places come all kinds of corpses, both of good people, of honorable people, as well as bad people, people who do crimes or people who even worship the devil or astral bass. Interestingly, with these kinds of people, these kinds of experiences happen. They seem to attract something that even when the body is left without life, still that something that attracts because of their beliefs causes terror to us, forensics all starts one night. There were three of us in that morgue Two of my colleagues were very busy in the area. Now, yes, an accident had occurred on receipt. I don ' t know what happened. Apparently, it had been a sort of clash with some aconglomerate group of people. The fact is that everything had been very ugly, there were corpses and in faceless arms and why explain them. All

4:10 the bodies that came to us came in a lousy state. I, being the one who had the least experience at the time, was only sent to finish my pending work, so I was on the top floor, on the ground level floor. The receipt of these bodies was in the basement, which was where we had to get Ambulance. My two companions were there. I was in my work completely absorbed. They spent hours and in that, like all the mornings at night, you get hungry while you also dream, I decided to go down to the dining room. I was there, had a cup of coffee, served myself some lunch and at that moment I remember having a earring with one of my colleagues in the basement. It was something I wanted to be clear about at work. I passed by the basement some stairs that led straight east and at that moment I heard my name. They pronounce it several times three to be exact. I thought this partner was calling me and at that moment I thought this came as a ring to my finger to give me this clarification. I went down the stairs, but when I got

5:45 to that area there was no one. There were only the bodies that had arrived. Those bodies each rested on one metal, covered by a white sheet, there were six. As I recall, I went for a ride. I searched everywhere, everywhere, every corner, though to be honest, there ' s not much to look for and there was no one I thought was more of an echo than anything else. Then, when I was about to leave again, I heard a few laughs in the middle of the stairs coming from this receiving area. I turn my back down slowly, but again I don' t listen to anyone. I got along very well with my colleagues, so they would lend themselves to making certain jokes and some bad taste, so I left what I had in my hands near at a desk I left my coffee and I had lunch and I started to walk through those doors that we have for utensils, for also for robes, for gloves, etcetera.

7:11 The things we used were kind of like closets, but inside there was no one. That was the only place where they could hide, because there was no other place I' d have to see at first sight something confused. I took the direction back to the stairs this time to go and again count. When I was in the middle of these, I heard laughter coming from a new account of this area. On receipt this time I go down the stairs very quickly and notice that this laughter comes from one of the bodies that are on the table covered with a white sheet. I can even see in the mouth part of this corpse that' s moving like steam exhales. Hamanas are very thin and I can easily see this The part that I was getting closer to this laughter was turning off as if wanting to force it to stop laughing. At the time I thought that one of my colleagues, or maybe the two of them, were pretending to be bodies, that they were wanting to make a joke of me. You' ll think this isn' t

8:41 funny at all. But when you get used to working with corpses, when you get used to doing this kind of work, you develop a very black mood. We could say a humor other people wouldn' t get. Even I joked in bad taste, so I wanted perfectly viable that I was one of my colleagues playing just wasn' t like I removed a corpse, possibly as on other occasions, I had just climbed up because I saw an empty bed and wanted to make a joke on me. I was totally believed in this. I took the sheet and even listened to the last laughs and lifted it up quickly to catch my partner, but the one who was lying down wasn' t my partner, it wasn' t either. He was a dead body with all his face disfigured. I can tell you that he didn ' t even have lips, he had part of his skull obviously sunk by an accident. There could only be one eye on this one. Obviously, when I see it, I get startled and in case it wasn' t

10:16 enough, I swear to you the next thing happened, and it' s that this corpse with its only eye or the only eye I could see at that moment turned to me and saw me. He stared at me his eye was already submerged up out of nowhere. I had put him down and put him in the direction of me as if he were a living person. I ran immediately screaming, climbed the stairs and found my companions climbing this floor. They asked me, hey, what do you have me babbling about? I tell them that a dead body saw me that a dead body was alive.

11:05 Obviously, they see me and at first they don' t believe me. I took them all the way to the body that was still uncovered. We checked it out, I checked it out. I also touched it, as they told me to do it so that I could realize that it was just a cold body. That corpse didn' t make any more moves He didn ' t laugh anymore. Even though I was with them for a good time, they couldn' t get out of my head what I had lived just minutes ago. When I count this experience, many do not believe me, but I am sure of what I lived that night. That last night, a corpse was playing with me, he was laughing at my naivety and even though I continue to work as a coroner I pray every night not to meet another body like that, because there is a fact that I have forgotten to tell them, and it is that shortly after I learned that those bodies that I and my colleagues were examining had strange tattoos. These tattoos, once investigating,

12:43 I discovered that they alluded to Satanism and Santeria. These people in life, they were faithful believers of the devil and they made spells with black magic, and I had the bad luck of finding them. We' ve all had a bunch of friends when we were little. These regular gangs were large or medium- sized or small, could range from three friends to even fifteen.

13:30 I think we all treasured those years where everything was simpler, where everything was just fun. But of course, we also sometimes experience somewhat strange experiences. Which of us at an early age as a child, maybe for trying to impress our friends, maybe just out of curiosity. We got into places we never should have gotten into? We got into dangerous places, maybe by some criminal, maybe by some person who might be dangerous, or maybe as in this case, by something we could say paranormal. These children had appropriated an abandoned house, at least they believed it was abandoned, so much so that they turned it into a clubhouse. What they didn' t know was that this house owned and this owner showed up at night. His story is next hello Alex. I want my name to remain anonymous. What I want

15:01 to tell you and your entire community is an experience that happened to me. We could say in my childhood, almost entering my adolescence, my friends and I, my primary school friends, had a certain tradition of getting together in my house, especially to play and have fun also to do tasks and different activities. My mother got along with all her mothers, so they even got caught. We spent so much time together that, obviously, we were not on adventures near the neighborhood and in one of those adventures behind my house, a place to which, at least by that age, as at seven years I had never gone, there was an abandoned house at that age, at the age of seven that practically all of us had. We found that house, and we were afraid of it at first, as time passed. This fear became entirely curious. As time passed, we went deeper and deeper into that house. First in the living room, then in the rooms and then we got to such a point that we no longer considered it scary, but

16:37 that house could be a club, so to speak, for us, to have fun the years passed and we were putting in this house certain things that we used, certain things that we could put in to feel more comfortable. For example, in the living room we put a couple of torches that our parents bought for when they went to the beach. Although by this time the years had passed and each one was between twelve and thirteen years old, we were quite careful to place them in such a way that there was no risk of a fire. Also to illuminate the other rooms that were on the second floor, we had used some baby lamps, that type of lamps that illuminate the whole room. When there was a little boy, we had taken them from memories of our mothers when we had been babies and thus kept the whole house illuminated. When it fell in the night, we didn' t spend much time there just maxed out to seven and a half or eight. We had even cleaned the lawn so that there was no animal and we had spent so much time inside that house that it was practically like a home for us, so when this happened to me it grabbed me completely unaware. We had

18:12 met in my group of friends that night of meeting at our club house as we said, but for some reason, that meeting could not be done. I went to this house, but because we had there some things we had left for the so- called meeting, we had some comics from some games, some tetris from that time. When I got into the house, which strikes to say it was already night, we were on the winter schedule, so, although it was six forty in the afternoon, already the sun was lost, the sky was getting dark and when I passed the fence and saw the house completely, I noticed something strange, and it is that the torches of the room were on. I could see the light coming out of the window and not only that, but also a lamp was lit on the second floor there could be a purple light coming out. It was a baby lamp.

19:26 Obviously, it became strange to me, because when we leave, we always try to leave everything off, We always try to keep nothing on more than anything, so as not to cause accidents, I decided to go in and take all the things I went for and put out the torches. I climbed the ladder that strikes to say it was in a terrible condition. There were even broken mirrors that we hadn' t raised out of fear to cut us off. On the break from this I walked very carefully. I reached the second floor and found that it was not only a lit lamp, but that there were two or one on each corner. The doors of these rooms were facing each one. It was all dark. Obviously, even though he was twelve years old and no longer a child, one is afraid of being alone. Luckily, I brought a lamp I turned it on. I walked as fast as I could, even a silly thing not to look afraid, but afraid of who was practically alone. I got to a room, turned off a lamp, and obviously ate the darkness. Nothing could be seen and to end it with my bad luck, or perhaps with my good luck,

21:00 on second thought, the hand lamp that I was carrying also went out, blinked a little and then inevitably turned off, which meant that the batteries had run out. When I was walking out of this room, I began to hear footsteps coming from the room where the other lamp was lit faint steps, but not only steps was what I heard, but also a creaking like something that was thundering. This caught my attention a lot. I knew immediately that someone was with me in the house that something. I knew I was in the house. I had made noise, I had paid for things, I had gone up at my own pace with every step, making as much noise as possible. That person, whoever was there, knew there was someone else.

22:08 This obviously caused me to detonate fear even more and for my survival I stayed in the dark. At least I knew that inside the room, with the light out, it was impossible to see me. I knew that myself, for many times I had entered the house. I thought maybe he was a bum, maybe some drunk, but what was coming out of that room in front of me was an old lady, an old lady with all her tangled hair moving very slowly across the street. Maybe this wasn' t enough to be afraid of, I mean, I was twelve. I could easily run, dodge it and run away. But here' s the detail.

23:03 Here' s a fact that totally stopped me from doing this, and it ' s that every time this old lady moved, she could hear like her bones. It cracked like his bones. He knocked with every time he moved. I want to stress that this noise was very scandalous. It was like a bone was broken every time I walked. Besides, his way of walking was very erratic. It was like I saw a puppet walk. The scene was very disturbing. Considering that I was alone and at night, I thought I was coming in front of me, I thought maybe he was looking at me, but no. When they reached the middle of the corridor where it was watered, they found the stairs. This old lady started walking down the stairs. I heard how one step with another step got away from me.

24:11 I was very afraid, but in a way I was relieved, because that strange woman was already gone. They may have passed at best thirty minutes and I finally grabbed enough courage to walk out of that hallway. I walked and got to where we are on the stairs for my bad luck in front. There was a mirror and at that moment I started to hear like one of the armchairs. What a long time ago, me and my friends had gotten into it. It' s those chairs made of wire and iron cord, where you can rock. They' re chairs for the garden. Our parents had not lent them or rather given them away. I stopped completely, as I was listening to one of these armchairs. He was rocking and this couldn ' t do windwork. It was moving in a very strong way and, above all, being inside the house. There' s not enough wind to move it that way. You remember I told you there was a broken mirror at the rest of this ladder. Well, this mirror reflected straight into the room from the point where I was and I could see that in the room

25:41 was that woman sitting on the couch, rocking back and forth. She had grabbed the chair and accommodated it in front of the stairs and there she snuck in and sat down. Maybe my kid' s intelligence didn' t give enough to know what I was seeing. I thought I was the only one who could see her and in a way, that relieved me. But if I could see her reflection, it meant she could see mine, too.

26:21 I stayed petrified there for a few minutes until this woman told me I' m waiting for you not to come down. At that moment, I immediately happened to the hallway. I ran to one of the rooms I knew there was an open window. I went out that window, slipped down the roof and jumped into a branch of a broken tree and inevitably fell. I remember my legs hurt so bad for luck. I didn' t break any when. I' m going to be hearing that, very quickly, the creaking of those bones are coming out of the house. I ran to my house, which was luckily behind it, and not just running, but screaming, calling my mother and my father. Luckily, the two of them were there before I jumped the fence My parents were already there waiting for me, and not just them, but a group of neighbors. I jumped out crying and told them there' s a woman inside the house. Of course, as I got scared and went with my knees bleeding immediately, my father and another group of neighbors broke into the house. I want you to know that this is what it' s all about It' s been minutes, Alex It ' s just minutes. That woman couldn' t have escaped. Just like

27:55 that. My father could not have hidden me and told me that he inspected the whole corner of that house, all the furniture, the whole courtyard to help these neighbors, but that they saw no one. That woman just disappeared. And this may have been a terrifying experience, as I tell you. But, unfortunately, it has a worse ending. I, after telling my friends this, told them that I would not go back to that house and everyone in the group agreed that it was best not to meet there anymore.

28:38 But a friend of mine disagreed with this. She told me one afternoon that I would go back to the clubhouse and that I would be there for a moment, even though I told her not to and several of my friends told her not to. She didn' t hear this. I saw her for a while, as she has a second floor in my house, but when she went into the clubhouse, I obviously couldn' t see her anymore. That was the last time we saw her alex my friend at the age of twelve, disappeared. Her parents looked for her for a long time. They didn' t find anything at the clubhouse or anything anywhere else. Luckily for me, we moved out of that house. I didn' t have to see that awful house anymore. Again and I always wonder now as an adult how we, at such an innocent age, at seven, eight or nine ten eleven years old, who were there inside the house, playing every afternoon, were so close to a dangerous place. That was my story. Thank you for allowing me to share. Which of us cryptomaniacs hasn' t been

30:11 in love. Surely if you are a person who passes the age of twenty, you already had or still have that teenage love. Many of us know what we feel in our first love, in that school love. So much so that many times we don' t think logically this happened to this boy today, who is already an adult, admits that he did a lot of nonsense, such as going to his girlfriend' s house in the morning. On one of these visits, his dog, the girl' s dog ran away and he had to go after him. What he didn' t know is that it' s very bad to walk to the middle of the morning completely alone and not only on the street, but to get to a park or park where other people who are not children play at night, that park would serve as a skirmish or perhaps of choice, so as not to be back at such high hours of the night outside in the street. His story is next hello Alex. My name is Humberto and this experience I want to

31:49 tell you happened to me in adolescence. When I was sixteen, I had my first girlfriend. Surely many have experienced that tension, that obsession that many of us cannot control. Twenty- four seven, but my girlfriend at the time was a home girl. We could say that we could meet at school, but, like every teenager, you always want more time to see your girlfriend and it' s even better to say that the parents, because they didn' t let her have a boyfriend, so we could say that our affair was forbidden. I made the decision that every night, when I was leaving work, as I was working at that time in car wash after school, I would pass his house to visit her. But it was more than obvious that I could not enter through the front door. Luckily, his room had a window facing a hallway, a small hallway. This very corridor had a direct door to the street in this hallway so that they wouldn' t go in to steal or prevent some tlacuache, some animal from getting in as

33:20 well as intruders. They put a dog her family was a very brave dog, which they called Choco. He was a dog of the Rott Willer breed. Those who know of race will know that their dogs are very large and when they are raised in isolation, as was most of Choco' s life, they become somewhat violent. I had to climb every night. That iron door, which at the top had pointed arrows, like most of the fence. So I had a lot, but a lot of risk of getting stuck in one of them, but that didn' t matter to me. I wanted to see my girlfriend. As nights passed, I became quite an expert.

34:15 I walked into that door and walked through that fence, just chatting with her, as her window had bars. Obviously I couldn' t get in, but during all that time he crashed and barked at me, but as the nights went by, as he saw that I was talking to my girlfriend, who was basically her owner, who was bringing him cookies. Most of all, I got so hit, so one night I just didn' t bark anymore. In fact, I saw myself and moved the happy tail to see me, so little by little I stopped tre parme in the fence.

35:00 I was just climbing the door. He was falling across the hall. Choco welcomed me. I caressed him and only climbed the fence, which was a fragment to reach my girlfriend' s window. I mean, there wasn' t that much risk anymore. When the days passed, my girlfriend pulled out a copy of the key and now she didn' t even have to climb the door anymore. I just opened it. There was the padlock and I got in and I only climbed one part to be with her. Months had passed from this. I remember it was a Saturday. I arrived with her about past midnight. I had had an extra chamba so to speak, I had gone a builder and had worked this afternoon. They were chambitas that came from opportunities. I spent time with her. I opened the door, I locked it again. She was with her for a while until we got the one in the morning, but when I decided to leave I had the bad luck not to close the door properly. Obviously, my girlfriend couldn' t tell her mother how it was possible that she had left. If that door is supposed to go outside, it always has a lock on it. When they fed choco or took him for a walk. It was always through the

36:31 back door facing the backyard. So I made the decision to yell at her to keep quiet, that I was going for a bump, not to worry. I ran all over myself that night, all the streets I could not see the dog. I' d yell at him a lot of times, choco choco, where you are, but no one would answer me until it was one of my screams I said choco. I heard his bark. When you socialize a lot or see a dog every day you recognize his bark, I knew very well what it was. He went after the barking till I hit a park. The park is said to be totally uninhabited. There was no one. I screamed again. You' re here and I heard the bark coming from a room where the bathrooms are supposed to be. I went there and it was all dark. Obviously, there was no light. I started screaming at him, but he wouldn' t answer to anyone until I heard what it' s like to swing a swing. In this park there are swings, but the swings are tied with chains and the rust of the chains when it rains, when it is cold, when it is hot,

38:07 they are exposed by what make that characteristic grinding, that sound. I started to hear it. I turned slowly and saw that there was a girl. At least what I saw in the first instance was a girl. This girl had two chonguitos. He was holding the swing with both hands and moving from one side to the other. His dress was very long, so much so that he scraped with the earth. In case this was not enough, a strange little girl in the middle of the morning alone collapsing in the park in a certain way is something strange and terrifying. I saw her and felt extremely uncomfortable. This girl gave me an apology, you can pass me my shoe and as if I already knew, as if there was some force to tell me, look down. I looked at my feet and saw that there was a shoe, a shoe like the one the elementary girls wear. I took the shoe and asked her is this she just with her head. He said yes, you can pass it to me. Please, I got close to this girl who kept swinging and I asked her nicely Sorry, you' ve seen a dog. He' s a black dog rod Willer named Choco You

39:43 ' ve seen him around here and he got in there. The girl didn ' t answer me. She only stretched out her hand to grab the shoe, but the moment I give it to her, she asks me another question. Excuse me, you can put my neo shoe on. I was a little confused and when I got close to see her a little better, I could see that this little girl had strange features. I wasn' t sure if it was a girl, at least a silhouette. It looked like one, but her face had some wrinkles, some marks of expression, as they have women, possibly over fifty years. Those marks also looked like an adult ' s face. I leaned into the dress to discover some of his legs, but for the more he wore and lifted and continued to lift. I didn' t see any Alex foot This strange woman who pretended to be a child had no feet. I got to my knee and that' s where I could see something. I could see that his feet were loosed, indeed, but it was not bandaged. It wasn' t like I lost them before. This strange woman had some cuts. I was bleeding. He splattered

41:14 me with blood, even my hands. I remember still draining blood through the dress. It was as if his legs had lost them just minutes away. At that point, I just chifled him maybe he bumped into the crackpot I gave him, he was going to run out, but no one was going out. I made the decision to just throw that shoe and run. I didn' t even turn around to see the woman. I ran to a wax, which is special for people to run in the park to spin around. The park was very big and I was guided by this one it was all dark. Only my only ally were the lamps that were set every few meters. They used it very little. Once I was leaving the park, I made the bad decision to turn I saw. That woman was following me, but crawling, using both hands, crawling down the pavement. And not only that. She started barking at me and this bark she gave me became very familiar to me. It was like the choco barking and at that time I knew Choco wasn' t the one barking at me, but she was somehow falsifying the dog barking so I could get close to the park. I

42:46 kept running, ran and ran until my legs inevitably maybe took a bad step and fell my leg folded. I dropped the pavement. Luckily, I was falling in front of a misselanea and inside this miscellanea there were people I knew. I entered her quickly, very kindly, the lady gave me something to scare. My father went for me. The next day, choco arrived at the house. Obviously, my girlfriend' s parents didn' t call it an explanation of how the dog got out. My girlfriend quickly invented an excuse, and she had seen some people who wanted to open the door, managed to open it and bumped out, chasing them luckily believed her, but after this experience I never visited her again at night. I was afraid that on the way back I would meet that legless woman, a relative or a friend again. It is very sad when he is fired, regardless of the years you know him if he is very close to you or you implement a person with whom you click immediately you hurt his departure, whether they are elderly or

44:23 as in this case, children. This is the story of a girl who, now, being an adult, says that at the time, when she was a child, she didn' t know what was going on. His parents are very scared, as are his relatives. She was always just confused. She did not understand what the amazement of the adults was if she had only fallen asleep what she did not know, or what she would understand years later was that she had slept with a hello spirit. Good night. My name is emerald to play my experience is as follows. Many, many years ago, I had a cousin when they took me with this cousin that should be emphasized was much less than me. At that time I would have been some eight or maximum about nine years old. You will understand that, precisely because of age, some memories are not very well understood. I have some nebulous memories, but what I do remember very well is this cousin' s

45:55 house, to which my little cousin was going. At that time he was about three to four years old. When I went, I was used to babysitting. I loved to take care of my cousin, play with him, change his clothes and always, when he came by about seven o' clock at night, he was on his afternoon nap. When I found him asleep, it was very bad for me to wake him up, especially because he was a baby Even if I woke him up, he cried even though it was me he was happy, but his eyes were red and I preferred to let him rest. I remember one day my parents were very serious, they dressed completely in black clothes and took me to this cousin' s house.

46:53 There were a lot of other people there. I, by my age, didn' t know what was going on. My aunt, my cousin' s mother, saw me and hugged me. She was crying, too. They were all very sad. My mother told me that I was going to stay in that house that was going to be in the care of an aunt, a distant aunt. He wasn' t going to take care of me and other cousins who were there, all the adults were going to leave. The truth is that I saw my parents in a very strange way to tell the truth, I, at that time I saw my parents in a very strange way, so I didn' t even dare to tell them that they would take me with them. As the years passed, I realized why I looked for my cousin I didn' t ask any adults, because they were all kind of sad in the same tune, so I went up the stairs.

47:55 I went looking all over the hall for him and when he gets to his room, which I thought was where he was, he opened the door. There was his bed. In the form of a superman I entered the light and saw that he was asleep, lying down, wrapped between the sheets, while all the other cousins were at the bottom, in the courtyard and so many others in the kitchen. I decided to take care of my little cousin, went into the room, laid down with him and covered myself equally with the same sheet he had. The minutes passed and then I noticed someone came into the room and called me by my name. I slightly lifted my head and saw that it was my aunt, who was looking at me with eyes totally open and I dare say that with great fear I was at that time somewhat numb, so I did not pay attention to her. To this.

49:14 I lay down again and within a few minutes more adults came up, adults I understand. They' re family, they' re distant guys, but to be honest, I don' t remember their names very well. When I saw them they were coming in with a lot of fear, but already a little calmer they took me by the arms and took me out of there. They all stared at me. I had no idea why. I asked them about my cousin, because when they woke me up, he was no longer by my side. I thought they pulled it out earlier. Maybe he was already in the living room or in the courtyard. At the end of the day, it was his house, but none of them answered me.

50:06 The only one who gave me an answer was my mother. She arrived after a few hours and as soon as she arrived. He didn' t talk to me, but to my aunt, who was in the care of everyone. My mother went straight to me and asked me what I was doing in that room that I was with. I told him something surprised too and in a low tone, because I was with Luis. I went to sleep with him like I always wanted to take care of him. My mother held me by the shoulders and kept asking me she' s sure with Luis.

50:49 I said yes, Mom, I was with him. It was over that day everything was very confusing for me, at least for the moment, and I did not receive a reply, but as the years passed, an answer that really left me very disturbed alex and that day was taking place the funeral of my cousin. That' s why I never saw him again. I was very young and they can' t explain to me what was happening until years later, when I was eleven or twelve years old. My mother explains to me that maybe I mistook that child I saw lying down with another cousin, perhaps another child in the family. But I' m sure I didn ' t see Luis I saw my cousin' s face lying down his body so much, so I slept with him I greeted him and the moment I greeted him, I remember that with my eyes closed, I still sketched a slight smile, as when I knew he was coming, but I had so much sleep that he didn' t wake up. And that' s how I slept with my cousin that night. Or rather I don' t know if you can say soul or spirit. What I' m pretty sure about is that night was the farewell we both laid down like we did every afternoon.

52:31 Cryptamoñacos, what did you think of these stories? If you' ve liked them. I invite you, please, to leave your like or share the video if you have any stories you want to tell. Either way, it' s short, I invite you to comment on it down here in the comment box. Or if it' s a little longer, whether it ' s your story, family stories, a neighbor' s story. They can send it by private message to any of the social networks that will just be appearing in the video description. That' s why I bid you good night and some scary nightmares.