La Muñeca Que Dañó A Hermanos De Mi Abuela Historias De Terror - REDE

0:05 The doll will tell you this won' t be easy. It' s a story my grandmother has told us about some events that they went through from when she was very young to when she had children. I emphasize that it is something summarized and counted in the best way not to mention their names and avoid some family problem. It all goes back many years, when my grandmother was small and belonged to a family that lived on the outskirts of the city near Lake Chapala, on a small ranch. They lived in a rather humble house. At that time there were not so many people and the communication between the city and the towns was really scarce. My grandmother, the youngest of five brothers and the third woman in the family, liked to go out for a walk on the shores of the lake just to see how they fished and make it possible for them to give her something. It was a situation that often occurred, as the fishermen themselves saw my grandmother watching them and pitied them, so they gave her some fish. But one day things changed. A storm had just passed and the fishermen had gone fishing. My grandmother soon went out to the lake to see that she could get her way for a few minutes until she arrived with a fisherman who always gave her something. He saw her approach and rushed to deliver something to her. A porcelain doll was filled

1:38 with algae and wet. The fisherman told my grandmother that she had been caught with the net. That same morning, my grandmother was excited to see her and accepted her. She was the first doll I' d ever have in her life. She ran home, very excited about the gift she had been given. When she arrived at the ranch, immediately, one of her sisters stared at her and asked her what was in her hands, but my grandmother refused to answer her knew that her sister would take it away and not return it to her. Her older sister, who was quite possessive, approached her and snatched her wrist from her hands. My grandmother insisted that I return it to her, but her sister refused and, looking at her from head to toe, told her that she was an ugly, dirty doll that should be thrown into the trash. That way, her sister took her away, leaving my grandmother crying. It' s been several hours. My grandmother had already calmed down and was in the lobby with two of her brothers. When they heard the door open all of a sudden, her sister walked through her head looking down, holding her wrist in her hands. My grandmother was happy to see that the wrist was in good condition and asked her sister if she could return it. Her sister replied very aggressively that she would keep it. Her.

3:07 He walked slowly without looking at the others and locked himself in his room with his wrist. Both my grandmother and her brothers were shocked by what had happened that night. While everyone was asleep, a strange laugh invaded the house. My grandmother woke up and looked around. There were his father and mother sleeping next to him and his younger brothers in the other beds. But again the laughter rang and this time my grandmother was sure it didn' t come from anyone in the room. He rose in silence and walked into the hallway, where he was sure to have heard the voice. Suddenly there was a cry similar to that of a woman. The first thing my grandmother thought was that one of her older sisters had been hurt, so she ran to the kitchen where she thought the sounds were coming from. When he came to the door, his heart almost stopped seeing what he least expected. Her older sister was standing right next to the table, holding the wrist in one hand and leaning on the table with the other. My grandmother asked him if he was okay, and his sister answered him with the same aggressive tone of voice, assuring him that he was perfectly. My grandmother told him that she had heard laughter and tears and was curious to see what it was about. According to my grandmother, her sister was slowly approaching and then she could see that the

4:40 wrist’ s gaze was fixed on her. I could clearly appreciate the doll watching her. My grandmother thought that her mind was playing a bad game, that everything was the product of her imagination. When the doll suddenly blinked a chill, it ran through my grandmother' s body and took several steps back. She told her sister that she would leave her alone and that if she needed anything, I would call her All night long, tears and voices continued to be heard, but my grandmother no longer dared to go and see what it was about. The next morning, while everyone had breakfast, the only person who had not sat at the table was the older sister. She didn ' t want to leave her room as much as my grandmother' s parents went looking for her. She told them to leave her alone. A few hours passed, my grandmother and her brothers were playing in the living room, when suddenly a huge chill ran through her back. The temperature had decreased for some strange reason. Then one of my grandmother' s brothers pointed to the wall and they all looked in that direction. The older sister looked like she was hiding from them and when she noticed that they were watching her, she quickly vanished. Within a few seconds, slow steps began to be heard approaching.

6:12 The three of them stared down the hall and then the older sister appeared walking side by side in one hand, carrying her wrist hanging as if she weighed several kilos and could barely handle it. He went into the bathroom, closed the door and opened the key to the shower to bathe. So, one of my grandmother' s brothers mentioned that that was chilling and that her sister had changed a lot since that doll arrived. Then another of his brothers came up with the silly idea of going through his wrist to hide it. My grandmother tried to warn him not to, as she was not just a doll, but her brother told her that nothing was wrong. Ignoring the warning, he approached the door or the door and opened it slowly so as not to alert his older sister and entered through the wrist. It didn' t happen a minute when all of a sudden you heard laughter from the bathroom.

7:11 It wasn' t his brother or his sister he was laughing at. There seemed to be someone else inside. Suddenly, a horrible cry sounded so loud that my grandmother and her other brother covered their ears. Crying and laughter stopped listening to each other. All you could hear was the water noise from the shower. My grandmother' s father came running asking what that had been. I was sure I' d heard someone else inside the house. Then the bathroom door opened and they looked inside. There were his brother and his sister, both looking up at the wall as if they were hypnotized. My grandmother ' s father came up to talk to them, but they both had a gray, lifeless look. Then my grandmother noticed something, something the others overlooked sitting down. On the top of the toilet was the doll with its head tilted. He seemed to be looking at my grandmother again. As I was saying, the ranch was very isolated with the city back then. So my grandmother' s father thought to call the town doctor by showing his children in that situation. The first thing the doctor said was that perhaps it had been the bite of an animal that inhabits the area and that, unfortunately, caused hallucinations and catatonic states in people. Everything pointed to what that had been.

8:43 It was only left to take care of the sick until the effect was passed on, but my grandmother was certain that this had been caused as a result of the wrist. My grandmother' s father had no choice but to abide by the doctor' s instructions during the stage of caring for his brothers. The things of both of them were stored in a wooden trunk and inside it they came to put my grandmother' s wrist too. Seeing this he could feel enormous relief. The things of both brothers were sheltered in the trunk for a long time. Unfortunately, my grandmother’ s brothers did not show an early improvement, but quite the opposite. His state of mind was aggravated to such an extent that today it is already necessary to take care of them forever.

9:33 For years, the doll was sheltered in the trunk, which did not open, but until thirteen years later, when the family had to make some arrangements to the house. The one who opened the trunk was my great- grandmother. I was looking for things to get rid of. He then reminded a family who had just settled near the house. In that family they had a little girl as young as four years old, so my great- grandmother thought of giving it to her. One Saturday afternoon, the neighbors came to the house to find my mother. They had to go out to visit a relative of theirs at the hospital, but by local rules they could not bring children, so they asked my great- grandmother to help them take care of their daughter. My great- grandmother thought it was a good idea, but what I had in mind was for my grandmother to take care of the child while she was making dinner. The girl stayed in the living room playing and my grandmother kindly agreed to take care of her. He decided to approach the girl to get to know her a little more, but when asked how she was, he realized that the girl was not very social. She also asked him what he liked to do, but the girl did not respond. He was very concentrated playing with some wooden blocks that he had brought from his house.

11:01 My grandmother, a little desperate, decided to step aside and sit on the couch when she suddenly met the old doll that had been given to her sitting next to her. He quickly rose from the couch and approached his mother to ask her about the wrist. Her mother told her that she had found it in the trunk and that a few days ago she had given it to the girl. My grandmother approached the girl and asked her if she was okay or if something had happened to her at home with her wrist. But the girl only replied that the doll liked to play hide- and- seek. Disconcerted, my grandmother asked her when this happened and the girl told her that it always happened when she was asleep. My grandmother approached her wrist and examined her. She seemed normal, but she knew how evil she could be.

11:54 She asked the girl if it would be okay to keep her wrist, to which the girl replied that she did not like that doll, because whenever she kept it, she kicked where she would put it and had to take it out again before my grandmother kept asking more questions. My great- grandmother asked them to come to dinner. At that time, there were only my great - grandparents, my grandmother and her two mentally troubled brothers and the girl in the house. The other brothers were either outside or at their cousins' house. During dinner, the girl kept watching the doll, which was sitting on the floor. My great- grandmother told him that she had nothing to worry about because she wouldn' t leave there. The girl seemed to be convinced, so she stopped worrying about her. A little later, the girl fell asleep on my great- grandmother' s lap, so they decided to take her to sleep not without first ordering my grandmother to pick up all the girl ' s toys and keep them. My great- grandmother realized that would be her chance to get rid of the wrist. Once and for all. The tension in the house increased with every moment. Everyone slept, except my grandmother, who stayed to pick up the toys. In the end she left the doll right where the girl had left her sitting in the middle of the room.

13:26 While I was picking up, my grandmother wouldn' t turn her eyes off her wrist and when she ended up she sat near her. My grandmother told the doll that she knew well what she had done to her brothers and that she knew she was a devilish doll. The doll didn' t react or do anything, so my grandmother got out of the chair and went to get a sack to get her inside. But when he came back with the sack, the doll was gone. My grandmother realized that she had made a mistake leaving her alone for a few seconds, so she started looking for her. At that moment he heard the dog start barking outside the house. He quickly left the house and headed where the dog barked. There he found him sitting with his body tense, looking into the darkness and barking scared. My grandmother approached slowly and saw a pair of bright eyes that had the dog terrified.

14:28 Quickly, my grandmother called her dog into the house and they both ran inside. My grandmother closed all the windows doors and plugged any hole the wrist could hide through. That night, my grandmother couldn' t sleep like she should. She stayed awake with her dog on guard in case the doll appeared again the next morning, when everything seemed a little quieter. The girl woke up and spoke to my great- grandmother. My grandmother who had just woken up from the little dream she had achieved. She noticed that the girl was carrying something in her arms. He realized it was the doll. He didn ' t understand how he had managed to return, but the doll had found a way to sneak back in to the girl. Hours later, when the girl went out to play and left the doll again on the floor. This time, the dog barked at him strangely, as if he perceived that it was an evil doll. My grandmother already had the sack ready, so she approached her wrist and put it abruptly into the sack. Then he climbed the stairs to the attic, where the trunk was supposed to still be. Without taking the doll off the sack, he shoved it into the trunk and closed it with a lock. At that moment, a fragile voice was heard behind

15:58 her saying you used my wrist. My grandmother felt her blood freezing, but when she turned around she realized she was her older sister. The latter had seen my grandmother put something in the trunk and had been insisting on asking about her wrist. However, my grandmother had to lie to him telling him that he was not there and asking him not to insist. Shortly afterwards, when the girl realized that her wrist was missing, my grandmother approached her and told her that she no longer had to fear that she had taken care of the problem. For the first time since the girl stayed at the house of the great- grandparents, she smiled as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. The years passed and all that time my grandmother kept the key hidden.

16:51 Her older sister continued to insist on her doll, but my grandmother always refused. Finally s later. O O O O O O O O Or, my grandmother would marry my grandfather and take several things, including the trunk. Even though it had been a long time since the last incident with the wrist and that my grandmother was already an adult woman, married and with her own family. The memory of those events continued to haunt it as a bitter memory, despite having left behind the ranch and the house where those events occurred. The terror that the doll instilled in her life still persisted in her memory, but even though she continued to fear her, she could not leave her in the house with her parents and her brothers, They would take a great risk, So my grandmother decided to take the risk by staying with the trunk one night while ordering some belongings in the attic of her new house, found the key to the old trunk where she locked the wrist. The find.

17:56 He filled her with deep concern, but he was also extremely curious. She wondered what had happened to her determined wrist, but a little shaky, my grandmother decided to open the trunk and face her past. Turning the key and lifting the lid, a gust of cold and rancid air came out of its interior as if the trunk was locking more than just a doll and old papers between cobwebs and dust. The doll was out of the sack. My grandmother remembered that I had tied her up. The look on the wrist was empty and his sinister smile remained intact. It had some bites, which seemed to be from a rodent and the ropita was very dirty. My grandmother picked her up and stared at her for several seconds. I had the feeling that at any moment the wrist would twist. In that a terrible feeling of discomfort invaded her. The atmosphere became not cloudy and the air became so dense that it could barely breathe. My grandmother looked at her wrist with a lot of rage and quickly put her in the trunk. When he was about to close it, he could hear a voice that seemed to come from the wrist. My grandmother got a horrible chill and felt a paralyzing fear that took hold of her, but she forced herself to keep her composure with a firm hand. He

19:26 took the lid of the trunk and closed it tightly. Finally, he put the lock back on. My grandmother was already determined to get rid of that evil presence from her home once and for all, so she asked Grandpa to help her take the trunk to a forest near where they lived. What my grandmother intended was to carry the trunk and bury it with the wrist inside between the two of us. The trunk was loaded into the family van and this task was carried out after an hour or an hour of driving and having arrived in the forest. My grandmother told my grandfather where she wanted to be buried.

20:07 It wouldn' t take long, so my grandmother took the opportunity to tell Grandpa everything and let him know why he was doing that. The two began to end and, while doing so, my grandmother mentioned to my grandfather that she felt that something was not right and that she could also feel someone watching them. Between the two of them they were able to dig a deep hole where they threw the trunk and then cast the whole earth over it. As they did so, my grandmother prayed a couple of our parents and a weed bird, begging them not to see the light of day again, my grandmother began to feel great relief. When she finally saw the hole covered, she kept faith that this whole nightmare would finally come to an end. However, his peace of mind lasted very little. For several days. My grandmother had nightmares and the feeling that someone was watching her even heard whispers asking her to be released. My grandmother knew all this would have consequences, so she decided to visit a psychologist. She received treatment that helped her cope with all this stress, but the whispers did not end. One afternoon, my grandmother had to run an errand in a village near where they lived, so she asked my grandfather to go in the car as they advanced on the road.

21:40 My grandfather realized that the fog on the road was getting denser. My grandmother realized that they were near the place where they had buried the wrist, so she asked Grandpa to speed up the passage, at least not to stay stranded in that place. However, the net hebline did not allow them to move faster and my grandfather had to slow down considerably. Minutes later on to the side of the road. They both realized there was a person standing. Later, it was a woman with white hair wearing a white nightgown. My grandfather told my grandmother that it was probably someone who had had an accident and that they should help her. My grandmother kept quiet, thinking maybe it wasn' t a good idea. My grandfather parked the car almost next to the woman, turned on the high lights so he could see a little more and they both realized who it was. My grandmother' s sister. His hands were muddy and the whole nightgown was covered in dirt. My grandmother also got out of the car and asked him what he was doing there, but his sister didn' t answer him. She quickly opened the back door of the car and invited her sister up, but she did not move. My grandfather got out of the car too. He approached her and gave her a little push

23:11 to walk towards the car. Slowly he got into the back seat they drove back to the house. Along the way, my grandmother asked her sister if everything was okay or why she had left the house, but her sister still did not answer her. Suddenly, my grandmother sensed a familiar smell, a smell that she had not felt in a long time and that immediately brought her to her memory. The moment he opened the trunk where the wrist was, he realized what was happening quickly. My grandmother got out of her seat and looked at her sister' s hands. He realized he was hiding something in the nightgown. It was the cursed doll. She asked her, but serum sister didn' t want to give it to her for more than my grandmother tried to take it from her. His sister seemed stronger and struggled more and more suddenly. She opened the back door and jumped out of the car to one side of the road. They stopped the car and went out to help her. Fortunately, they didn' t go so fast, so he didn ' t suffer any serious fractures, just scratches and blows. My grandmother helped her sister get up, who terrified screamed When she realized that she had no wrist in her hands, my grandmother looked everywhere to see where she was and saw her in the middle of the road. Her sister tried to go after

24:42 her, but among my grandparents they contained her and forced her back into the car. That' s when my grandfather said he' d go around the wrist to put her back in a sack he was carrying in the car. But just when he set foot on the road, a passenger bus passes at that time crushing the wrist and tearing it apart. My grandmother covered her ears, as she said she could hear a horrible cry of pain. My grandfather returned to the car and told them that it had been shattered. He started the car to return home once and for all my grandmother' s sister stayed in bed without talking or eating She stayed there for a long time drinking only a little water. From time to time my grandmother contacted her mother to tell her she was with her sister, my great- grandmother told her that a few days earlier the sister had shown an improvement, but she was obsessed with getting her wrist back, especially asking about the trunk. When she realized that my grandmother had the trunk, she started insisting on going looking for it.

25:52 How they refused. He chose to get out of the house and go look for him. My mother' s sister' s health in ra got worse. Even a doctor went to see her and mentioned that she needed to be hospitalized, but they didn' t come to that. Her sister died a week after her wrist was destroyed. The funeral was attended by the whole family, including the other brother, who also suffered from mental illness. He was seen in better condition, speaking more fluently than before, and his behavior had improved markedly. One thing my grandmother kept secret for a long time is that she can still hear the words of the doll asking me to release a story written and adapted by the tongue of a sorcerer