Casi Me Quita La Vida Con Solo Verlo Historias De Terror - REDE

0:04 It all started when I was just a 12- year- old boy. My mother got a job as a cashier at a store called Giant store that no longer exists in Mexico today, while my father worked as a foreign driver. But at that point his marriage was already about to collapse. My mother made the decision to move to a neighborhood in a very poor neighborhood outside Cuernavaca. The neighborhood belonged to some cousins of my mother, whom, before living there, I saw only on a couple of occasions. They were very affectionate people, but strange. My aunt, the eldest, was suffering from a nervous illness, which caused her whole body to tremble uncontrollably. This forced her to always be brought in from a wheelchair. The other two guys. One was ill from his demental faculties and had a home of his own. I ' d rather live in the trash. The third of the brothers suffered the same evil as my aunt Rosario, although not so sharp, for he could walk with the help of a cane. He lived in a house a few blocks from there and my aunt Rosario lived in a huge house at the entrance of the neighborhood next to her son. The rent price was almost given away and my mother had offered to take care of her while we were living there.

1:30 This is because his son was vicious and lazy. The only thing that contributed to his mother They were concerns gave us the number seven department was not the biggest but the best fact and is that the apartments were built directly on a fairly old estate that was probably even part of some monastery or hacienda. The apartment had a fairly spacious room, a long hallway, with a garden or or, the floor in the back, the bathroom that had a bathtub and on one side the kitchen. The place seemed huge to me. One day, my mother had to perform a night shift and arrived in the morning very tired. After giving me breakfast, she asked me not to wake her up and later she would take me to my favorite restaurant for pizza. When I was a kid, I was pretty quiet if I wasn' t reading some comic book from the paper. I was playing with my toy soldiers in the garden and that day. It was no exception. I amused myself soon with my games. He was sitting in the garden when a violent gust of wind passed through the garden and then entered through the kitchen window. I found that blizzard most strange, as it would normally have been for the wind to crash into the bathroom door that was closest to the garden. Within minutes of this, the kitchen window opened by itself. Then I heard a few steps

3:04 inside and, finally, I saw as if someone were looking at the newspaper for this point I was standing on my toes in front of the window. There was no one in there. I felt scared and when I was about to return, I heard a voice greeting me at that moment I panicked. I ran into the room, but my mother had closed it from the inside. I started knocking on the door and a few seconds later my mother came out. I told her what happened and my mother, after calming me down, told me that when I was a child, I had lived in the apartment on one side and that it was up to her to witness all kinds of paranormal activity, both to her and to her brothers. He told me a story about a little toy clown he found next to a water well in that apartment. According to my mother, they had to burn the toy because it grew roots in her hands and looked like their nails were growing. And although they tried to throw it away on several occasions in one way or another, the doll returned to dawn by the well of water. My mother swore to me that the apartment, on the one hand, was completely haunted, but that she should not be afraid of ours, for throughout her childhood she never found out that something bad or strange happened in it. And that' s where my grandmother' s brother lived for many years. Different and strange things were always said, such as, for example, that they once took

4:36 my aunt' s son, Rosario, out of the well, because he said he went down to the well following a robot toy. When they found him, he was almost purple and if it had taken a couple more minutes, he would have drowned. At that time when we moved to apartment seven the six was empty and with my mother' s stories, he began to see it with fear. I was so terrified to go through one side that when they sent me to the store, I ran through the hallway, because I imagined that if I stopped for a second to look at the gate or in the direction of the window, I would see the face of a witch.

5:16 There came a day when a young woman with two children, a ten - year- old girl and a boy my age, moved to the apartment. I remember as soon as they were moving, I came to meet them. I offered to help with the move and once I was inside and saw the apartment in detail. I found no reason to be afraid, because the place was almost identical to the one I lived, except for the well of water that, by the way, was well latched with blacksmith' s work for more security. The door to the well was well closed with a thick chain and a huge solid steel padlock. The well was exactly where the garden should be in front of the only room. Everything else was just like my house. That first day we played late. The children were called Edgar and Guadalupe. Nothing strange happened that day, except that the spotlights flashed, but that was very common in the neighborhood. The next day, the children played at my house. His mother worked double shifts and only ordered my mother to send them to his apartment. Before eight. They themselves prepared to eat.

6:36 My mother wouldn' t let me stay at her house. And almost every day I gave the children dinner. On a Saturday night. It was about 11: 30 at night when they knocked on our door, my mother and I were already asleep. But at the insistence of the knocks on the door, my mother got up and went to see who Edgar and Guadalm were knocking on the door. They looked very scared. They told my mother that her mom wasn' t coming back and she' d never taken so long before. My mother invited them to stay home that night. They accepted, asked me to accompany them for blankets and pillows. I followed him into his room and while they were settling their things, we heard the laughter of some children coming from the well. We turned towards laughter and saw a red ball bouncing on its own. He jumped quickly and turned in the air. We were scared and ran to my house. By that time she was already entering the neighborhood, the mother of the children. When we told her what had just happened to us, the mother told us that everything was the work of our imagination and that she had arrived late because her mistress extended her hours. When I told my mother what we heard in the well, she told me not to go to their house at the moment, for she had heard that the woman sometimes brought in a man of bad repute who used to beat the poor

8:09 woman. Besides that if what we had heard were children, it was most likely something unknown that lived there, that wanted to attract us to the well. At that time my father came with a super Nintendo. He lived with us for about fifteen days and then left so he wouldn' t come back with the video game at home. My friends were more often with me, which my mother thought was right, because she did not want me to go back into the children' s department. One day while we were playing, they told me that they had found several toys by the well. One of them was a doll and another a robot. His mother didn' t let them take them and when they found a couple of balloons moored at the latched door again, she decided to cover everything around with black bags. He also placed a rosary at the door, saying that after this nothing was found again, but that Edgar, one night, as he went to the bathroom, heard as if a child were whistling to him, but Edgar ignored him and ran into the bathroom. I remember seeing the man who lived with my friends ' mother back then. He was a bad- looking man, very low in stature, who was almost always drunk. It wasn' t long before we heard that man lose control. One would think that a situation of violence

9:41 is very common in Mexico, but that man seemed to be possessed by something very great, as his cries of rage and hatred were too strong. The wall separating the two departments was rumbling at his blows. A day without saying anything. That man also left without saying to God, the mother of my friends. My mother told me he was put in jail, but Edgar told me another story. According to him, his mother left them alone with that man, but he was not looking after them and only sent them to buy beers for him at a warehouse on the avenue. In one of those laps they found the man screaming in sheer terror locked in the room. When he finally got out, they saw it all undone. He kept crying, he was pale, he took his stuff and he left the boys. They went to live for a while with their maternal grandmother, because their mother had problems with alcohol consumption and other substances locked the woman in a psychiatric clinic, but they continued to pay the rent of the department. As far as I knew, the patterns of her took care of all this because they appreciated her very much. All that time, the apartment was left alone, but it didn ' t seem because from time to time, while I played in the courtyard, three voices were heard, those of two children and an adult. Even

11:13 my mother had to listen. It was a clear and strong voice. I remember my mother even went to talk to my aunt to go check out the apartment. My aunt told him that just in the morning he had been there, but that if my mother wanted him, I would give him the key to go see anything. My mother went to check, but said the only weird thing she found was the gate to the open pit gate, plus there was a pack of wet cigars on the floor and also a cap. She handed these items over to my aunt and she ordered her to watch out if she saw anyone else coming in. He also gave him a lock with a chain to place at the entrance of the apartment. My mother also did or did not pray several prayers in our apartment and threw holy water in the direction of the wall shared with apartment six. Several days went by when I practically forgot about my friends and a day after school, I met them playing in the neighborhood hallway. When they saw me, they were excited, because they said they had a surprise for me when you were a child, I didn ’ t pay attention to certain things and my friends didn’ t even know what had happened to their mother. They were happy because their mother bought them a video game console of those that had several games included I was invited to play, but I couldn' t because I was visiting with my grandmother.

12:43 During the weekend, I was invited to his apartment, as his mother would make them a special meal. We played all day and night, the lady went out to the store, leaving us alone as we were playing and not counting. We gave ourselves that the lady took a while to empty at the store. Suddenly we hear the laughter of some children. We also heard the same sound that video games produced on the TV. We left the room and realized it was too late and the lady was not coming back. The sound that made us come out was no longer heard. We barely turned around to get back to the room. When the sound returned, the sound came from the well and did not come alone, for at the entrance of the well a light shone as if a television was on inside. In that we heard the voices of a couple of children who pronounced our names and invited us to come down and play with them. From that moment I don' t remember very clearly only that we saw a man in a gray suit coming out of the well. He wore his face painted white, he was bald and his clothes were silver, something like the astronaut costumes of the movies black and white, but with big pompons like those of a clown his face did not look normal. It was as if the same white skin was superimposed, just as a mask made of skin would. We ran out of the house and met

14:13 my mother, who was wearing my aunt in a wheelchair. We told them what had just happened to us, but my aunt told us that what was happening was a hallucination for playing so many video games. At that time Edgar ' s mother arrived and Guadalupe said she had to return for some things to the house where she works, but she looked pretty bad, she was pale and had dilated eyes. Besides, it stinked of alcohol. That night, I couldn' t get that man' s shape out of his head in his silver suit, especially his face. That weekend, my aunt gave us some tickets for a circus that was put in a vacant lot at the entrance to the colony. I was very excited to be able to attend. My mother took me on Sunday The show started at six o' clock in the afternoon. I enjoyed the whole show a lot until the clown show came around.

15:11 At first everything seemed pretty funny until I saw one of them wearing a silver suit. He was bald, with two red strands on each side and his skin was badly ill- treated, perhaps for having suffered some burning. As soon as I saw him I began to tremble that horrible man realized my fear and approached me. At that moment my mind was erased. I don ' t remember what happened, because after the man approached me. I just remember waking up in my house crying and seeing my visit to the circus as a nightmare. My mother told me that I had a seizure and that she would take me to check on a doctor. I told my mother that I had lost consciousness because of fear, because that clown looked like the same one I saw floating in the pit of apartment six. When I described the clown, my mother told me that there was no clown in the circus that looked like that and that I did. Several came out. In my studies they found nothing strange, I was not sick of anything. I lasted several days without wanting to sleep, and it is that every time I fell asleep I repeated that moment in the circus again, the moment when the clown with the burnt face approached me. Then I would crawl to a place where there was plenty of water. Because of this I preferred not to sleep, but as

16:42 at night I used to hear the laughter of children away, I developed a phobia of night and loneliness to make life more difficult. My mother had to cover several night sales and so that I wasn' t left alone, she asked me to stay at my aunt' s house, which I didn' t want, because if I was afraid of the pit of Department Six, my aunt' s house made me more afraid, because her room was full of strange religious paintings and especially, I panicked one where the souls of purgatory were represented, whom my aunt used to pray to said that in that way my aunt got favors to convince me to offer to pay me to take care of her. Besides, he let me order pizza on the phone. I agreed to stay with my aunt. She was a very affectionate and pleasant person, but it was really sad to see how the attacks came to her.

17:44 He lost control of his body, but he kept talking and needed to grab a person. That way, the attack was more tolerable. My mother was helping him. Apart from looking at the paintings. I was terrified that my aunt would have an attack when I was alone with her, because I didn ' t really know what to pray for because I didn' t give her the attack. Besides, my mother told me that she didn' t always have them and it wasn' t as likely that she would give him that night. But in case he did, I' d give him a pill in his mouth with some water. My aunt' s house was a huge three- story colonial house. The construction was too strange. They had rooms so small that they didn' t even know why they did it, because there wasn' t even a single bed there. There was also a spiral staircase leading to each of the floors, as well as an elevator for the laundry service itself that was in the basement where I was not even jokingly planning to go. My aunt gave me money to rent some movies that I wanted, and that' s because on the corner of my house was a video center. I had a great evening. I was just trying not to look at the pictures in the room and watch the movies, and I was afraid my aunt would have an attack. Suddenly I relaxed so much that I fell asleep in one of the armchairs. I woke up scared about two o'

19:18 clock in the morning. My aunt was also asleep in her wheelchair with her feet on an armchair. I was relieved that I didn' t have an attack on her I wanted to wake my aunt, but I saw her so calmly sleeping that I felt I shouldn' t. I was just about to turn off the TV. When I heard something fall to the floor from the stairs, I thought my aunt would wake up, but she didn' t just roll over to the other side of the chair. I walked up the stairs and when I got there I realized that the sound was because a kind of trapdoor fell between two steps. Behind the wall I saw a wooden box or put my hand in and took it out inside there were several books, a bottle of brine with something that seemed totally undone. Inside the books were witchcraft. I was scared to see those things right away. I put the box back in place. Then I placed the trapdoor and checked that it had a mechanism that fixed it to the wall and to open it it was necessary to activate the safety of a lever, which made it difficult for it to open on its own. Suddenly a gust of wind crossed the room. Then I saw a dense shadow, so dense that, despite being in the dark, it distinguished. That shadow came up to me and then advanced to my aunt. At that time, she stood up from her chair, screamed a

20:48 terrible scream, then sat back down and began presenting one of her attacks, but this one was different. She had seen her before and, despite losing control of her body, tried to talk to calm down. But on that occasion she did not speak and the attack was very violent. Besides, my aunt' s face got as white as if she had put on makeup. My fear became real. My aunt was in the middle of a very strong attack and I petrified myself. I remembered what my mother told me to give her the pill and water. I went for the medication and a glass of water. When I came back, my aunt had her head rolled unnaturally.

21:32 The attack was over, but something wasn' t right. My aunt' s face didn' t look like hers. I kept that white color and a sinister smile that I thought I' d seen somewhere else. At that time I remembered it was the same face of the man we saw in the well. Terror took over me. I dropped the glass and the pill. Then I desperately screamed my aunt' s face back to normal. Then he tried to calm me down, but I couldn' t control myself and wanted to tell him what had just happened. I didn' t know how to tell her that her face wasn' t hers and that I saw clearly how an evil entity entered her. I decided to lie to her I told her I was scared and crying because I saw her having an attack and I didn ' t know what to do. My aunt asked me to hug her.

22:27 Then he tried to calm me down by saying that sometimes it happened to him in his sleep. Then he asked me to give him his pill. After ten minutes my mother arrived. After I put my aunt in her bed. He took me to our apartment. I didn' t sleep again. I also didn' t want to tell my mother what had just happened. The next day, my mother rested and while giving me breakfast, I told her about the wooden box I found behind the stairs, I told her the titles of the books and what I found in the jar. My mother told me that her great aunt, my aunt' s mother, was famous for doing witchcraft work and that sort of thing. It was for this reason that the people of the neighborhood said that all their children went wrong, that it was a kind of curse that fell on his family, but that he should not be afraid of my aunt Rosario, because she was good in heart and did not deserve the disease my mother suffered went to sleep and I stayed playing in the yard. My mother' s words resonated in my head, but inside me I thought that my aunt, rather than being sick, was stalked by the unknown evil, hiding in the well and somehow related to everything that was going on around noon. Edgar and Guadalupe came and invited me to play at their house, but I told them to bring me into the house. They

24:02 told me that their mother wouldn' t let them out, that she gave them permission to be with them, but they didn' t want them to leave. My mother tried to convince them to stay and, in case her mother arrived, she would talk to her. That day they told me that they had heard the voice of their stepfather inside the well. He first spoke kindly to them asking them to go down with him and then help him up, because he was adored. As my friends did not respond, the man began to threaten them. He told them that if they did not come down to help him, when he managed to escape, he would go up and down to drown them. They told her mother and she checked when there was light, but all she saw were several of the toys belonging to Edgar and Guadalupe. This discovery cost them a good scolding because they were forbidden to approach the well. As much as the mother told him. Every time we hear voices of children inside and as a man floated inside, he wouldn' t believe them. As I was told, I was not even paying attention to them and it was easy to realize that the mother neglected them, walked dirty and were very thin. That' s why my mother gave them food whenever she could and also gave them ROPA. My mother told us that during the time they lived in that apartment, they had to live a hell, not only because of the scares they gave their brothers and her, but also that

25:34 their father seemed to go crazy every single one at home. And it' s just that my maternal grandfather was working on roads. Then he wasn' t always home, but when he was there he behaved like a real madman, even hitting them and his mother. When they moved to a larger apartment, my grandfather calmed down, but soon he became sick of cancer. At that time they learned that another family moved to apartment six and there was a tragedy in which a little seven- year- old boy drowned in the well. Edgar and Guadalupe did not pay attention to my mother, but I listened to her and thought that the land where that apartment was built was cursed.

26:25 I didn' t understand how it was that my friends' mother didn' t notice. That night the mother didn' t come back and they slept in my house. The next day a very young woman arrived asking about the children. He showed up as his aunt was carrying a huge suitcase. He asked to talk to my mother alone, but I hid behind the door to hear what they were talking about. The aunt came to live with the children, because her mother was locked up in a rehab clinic, but she didn ' t want her nephews to find out. She was thinking of lying to tell them that her mother went to work for a few months outside. The woman was pretty pretty. Her name was Emma. When my friends saw her, they hugged her tightly. She was known to love her very much when she told them the lie about her mother. Instead of worrying, they were very happy that Emma took care of them. I think Emma was between 18 and 20 years old She was very young. During the time Emma was with them, the bad energies of department six seemed to calm down because nothing strange or tragic happened and I was practically every day with them. The mother returned, but Emma decided to stay because she feared that her sister would fall into vices. Emma, after a year of living in the neighborhood, ended up living with a man. Edgar and Guadeloupe' s mother had not fallen into

27:57 vices either or walked with anyone. She seemed calm. He even usually took his children to Mass on Sundays. I know because I was with them and going out. The lady took us to the games outside the square. One day I took my video game home. Her mother made us cookies in an electric oven she just bought. He made us the cookies at night. Then he wanted to send Edgar to the store, but seeing him so entertaining, he told us that he would go to her he needed to buy milk to drink along with the cookies. When my friends' mother left, I felt as if everything outside was quieter than normal. I didn' t hear a cricket or a bird' s song. It was a silence that felt heavy.

28:48 Then we hear the laughter of the children again. We stood up as if we felt what was about to happen. We tried to run out of his room, but a windfake rz closed the door to us in fury. Then the focus began to blink, ended up shutting down. Then it went back on with more brightness than normal. One might think that this would be normal in an electrical overload, but we listened as if the switch was pressed Again and again outside the children' s laughter was heard and we were also told to play with them. We approached the door, tried to open it, but it opened itself. We ran out, but we couldn' t help but turn towards the well. We noticed the lock and chain were on the floor. The door that prevented the entrance was open and there, outside the well, was that creature, with that hideous mask, the same face that I saw in my aunt that terrible night. At that moment I do not remember what happened my mind is erased at that point. From there the memory of my life passes until the moment we change our homes. I think my mind repressed everything. For a long time I had an insomnia crisis, but this time my mother took me to the doctor and ended up giving me a medicine that left me very badly during the day. Besides, when I

30:19 was dreaming, I remembered everything I had lived through, especially everything that happened to me in the circus, my aunt' s incident and that last encounter in well one. I could believe that the encounter with that being could be because of a child' s imagination, but in this last encounter we were three children who saw that being. Edgar says that at that moment he and Guadalupe ran out of the apartment very scared and when they looked away at the entrance, they noticed that I had not left, but they were afraid to approach the place and see that thing again. It wasn' t until her mother arrived, that she went to her house and found me lying down, I found my eyes turned and vomited I woke up in a hospital. My mother was crying with my aunt. Out of the way. They started asking me what had happened and if I had ingested something in my friends' house.

31:17 My mom started blaming their mom because she thought she had ingested some substance she used to consume. But I said no, and I told her all the last thing I remembered. My mom didn' t take it anymore, since she knew bad things were going on there, too, and that was really affecting me. He preferred that we move somewhere else. I didn' t want it to affect me any more with whatever lived there. We moved to apartments close to my aunt' s. She was helping us with the expenses because, even though we moved, my mom was still going to help him and my aunt was paying him. That' s why my mom wouldn ' t leave a bar for me to go into the apartment for fear that I might get some other seizure from a panic attack and that I might suffer more than just fainting. I didn' t see Edgar and Guadalupe anymore.

32:13 The last thing I heard about them is that one night their mom was very upset, waking up all the neighbors. My aunt watched them running out of the neighborhood so they wouldn' t come back until days later for their belongings and we didn' t hear from them again. Nor was it known what caused her to leave the place so terrified, but I am sure she had an encounter with the being that we had seen. Story written and adapted by Mauricio Farfán?