Un Bebé Lloraba En Mi Tráiler Historias De Terror - REDE

0:05 I am a heavy cargo carrier, that journey I took was not my own, but one of my companions was the one I had assigned. His mother. He died suddenly. They talked to me to cover it up. I just got here from Mexicali, but I didn' t doubt it. I accepted the trip from Guadalajara to Mexico City and then to Morelos. It was rainy season, but I had run lucky I didn' t get caught by a very strong storm. On that occasion, the sky was completely cloudy. There was no star or moon. There was a complete darkness as he advanced on the road. He saw in the sky the luminescent roots of the lightnings that heralded the rain. Later, light rain began to fall and later became a very strong widow. I realized that I was heading precisely for the part of the storm. For a moment I thought to stop at some gas station to wait for the intensity of the rain to pass, but I decided not to do so with the intention of arriving in time to make the delivery.

1:17 The road was clearer than unusual there was very little traffic. Only on occasion did I see one car traveling. On the contrary, I thought that private car drivers had also decided to stay at some specific point. As the water progressed, it did not allow me to have sufficient visibility. I was only able to distinguish the headlights from the other cars that lit up. In the opposite sense, that' s when I thought I should stop at a safe place to wait for the rain to decrease. I saw in the signet the announcement of a sinuous and dangerous curve. As I got closer. The signs advertised to be very careful. I lowered the speed of the trailer to increase the precautions. I was going to a very slow pace. I had no problem with any car or heavy cargo transport that came after me, so I more confidently increased the precautions. I was on my way back from the wheel because the rain no longer allowed me to have visibility. I was just looking for a place to stop, but right on the curve I wasn' t gonna find it. With the difficult vision, I thought I saw a person walking down the fence. Realizing that maybe someone was on the dark, empty road. I thought I' d help her, but I couldn' t see her anymore I went my way. It wasn' t wise for me to stop at the bend. There were no cars coming. The best thing

2:49 was not to expose myself. I was feeling calmer. I turned on the radio so the dream wouldn' t catch me, but there wasn' t enough signal. Only normal anger was heard. As I got out of the curve, I felt calmer. It was strange, but it had been several minutes without seeing any carrier pass. As I resumed my path along the straight road, the rain was still persistent. Suddenly I saw a woman standing in the middle of the road. He was carrying something in his arms. I stopped right away and stopped at the lockdown. I didn' t know what had happened, nor because in that dark place and without any civilization was that woman. I was afraid I' d run her over, but I wasn ' t sure she hadn' t. When suddenly a blow to the glass of the co- pilot' s seat made me jump. She was the same woman I just saw. A few seconds ago he hit the glass again with his hand. It was quite unusual. I didn' t hesitate to open the door. The rain was still strong and it was not possible for that woman to be alone in the storm. I immediately opened the door to him. The woman asked me for help. She told me she had an accident in the back and just wanted to go to a place where she could be helped. His car had been destroyed. He needed a tow truck to pick him up and talk to his insurance company to take over. Of everything

4:24 it was true what that woman told me, since her clothes had traces of blood and from mud her face was completely pale. In it the fear was felt because any slight sound that listened, was altered and jumped by grabbing from anywhere in the trailer to lighten the journey a little. I tried to distract her by talking to her about trivial things. I asked him where he was from and where he was going. She didn' t answer my questions. He was silent for a few seconds before he started talking. I didn' t interrupt her. I thought it was the most appropriate way for him to relax. He told me I was going to my village, the one that is very close there I was going to meet my family. I went to live in Mexico City to get a better job. Now I' m going to visit my parents' house, who live very close to the center.

5:17 My dad is very well known because he' s the one who sells traditional empanadas outside the temple. She couldn' t keep talking. She was quiet because I started to hear a baby crying. It wasn' t possible. I didn' t know where that crying came from. The woman tried to calm me down. When he saw my nervousness and showed me his baby he was so small he looked like a doll. She didn' t say anything. He stared at the creature. I took off the sweater I was wearing and gave it to cover the little one. He brought a blanket that was already completely wet. The rain decreased its intensity and there were still more curves, not as dangerous as the first one. After a while, the baby stopped crying and everything returned to calm. The woman was silent looking out into nowhere with her stare lost. That' s when I gave him a little more attention. He had extreme thinness. I could swear the skin was sticking to the skeleton all of a sudden as if he realized he was watching it.

6:25 He started telling me a story that happened to him. He told me that people live believing that when they die there is a heaven or hell. They also speak of a purgatory in which they will cleanse their spirit in order to transcend into heaven. But that' s a lie. She was quiet as she looked out the window looking desperately for someone. Then he went on to say that after death there was another world in which people continued to suffer. The woman was quiet for a few minutes to tell me I met your mother. When that woman told me about my mom, I was very upset with her because my mother had little time to die. He had a matrix cancer that metastasized his stomach and other organs in his body, so he died slowly and painfully. I told her not to mess with my mother because she didn' t even know me. The best thing was for her to stay quiet or get her out of the trailer, but the woman didn' t even immut herself. He went on to say that my mom was in a privileged place because she was no longer suffering from stomach pains. She felt better already, She looked extremely thin and pale, but happy to no longer suffer the bad was that an evil entity pursued her. I didn' t let him talk anymore. I had been filled with chills as I realized that she

7:57 knew what my mother had died, as she laughed until the end of her days with severe stomach pains. It was still raining, not with the same intensity as it was a while ago, but the strong winds shook the trailer at times. I asked her to remain silent if she really wanted me to take her to her village, but I would bring her down and I would have to stay in the darkness of the forest getting wet along with her baby she didn' t answer anything, she just turned to see me with a disturbing smile that scared me because she showed me her yellow teeth. I couldn ' t take that anymore. As soon as I could, I stopped the trailer at the lockdown and asked him to get off. I wouldn' t take her to her village. The woman didn' t even try to get down. He sat there staring at me with a somewhat frightening look. I had the feeling that she realized that I was afraid and I enjoyed it At no time did I wake up. I stared at him. That' s when I realized that she didn' t blink and had her pupils more dilated than normal from an intense black. She smiled telling me she had a message from my mother. If he wanted to tell me, I couldn' t handle it. I didn' t want her to tell me about her, because her death still hurt me. I got off to open the copilot' s door. I told her almost screaming to get off she didn' t

9:28 want to take her with me anymore. I didn' t mind getting wet like that anymore. Raining, I took her arm to her skin' s contact with mine. She had it cold, I' d say it was cold, I let her go. She understood that she would no longer take her with me, so she quietly got out of the trailer. I got in the truck right away, but when I wanted to turn it on, it didn' t start. I tried several times until I drowned the march. In my desperation to leave the place, I did not take the necessary precautions to prevent that from happening to me. Now I had to wait longer in that cold and desolate place with that woman on the side, seeing me disturbingly within a few seconds I tried again and the truck ripped off. That ' s when I left the place at full speed, leaving that strange woman behind by the rearview mirror, I kept seeing her standing still watching the truck drive away. It wasn' t long before I walked away from the place where I left the woman. When I started hearing a baby cry, it wasn' t possible. I had left it wrapped in the blanket. I didn' t know what to do if I came back to hand over your son or flat toss him on the road. I couldn' t keep hearing the crying. Again I stopped to see the child crying desperate to remove the blanket, I could not believe what I saw was the corpse of a baby

11:00 with the persistent almost rapping rain on the road. So much was the impression that I went straight to the retaining wall of a hill. The trailer opened and I couldn' t continue the march. Scared, I grabbed the blanket with the body and deposited it under the top of a tree. The moment I left him at that place, a horrible sound began to be heard. It was a woman' s deep regret. I knew she was very close. I was going to lock myself in the trailer while I was talking to my boss on the phone He immediately responded to me and woke him up. When I told him about the accident, he told me he' d get help as soon as possible. I was in a desolate and dark place.

11:46 I hadn' t even seen a car drive through the road. I couldn ' t keep talking to my boss anymore because the call cut off a strange noise and its interference in the device and it was impossible to try to restore communication. I was inside the trailer booth waiting any minute to see that woman again who now understood that she was not from this world. But in the distance I began to hear the baby' s crying again. I looked through the passenger' s rearview mirror, and I could see her walking. I was terrified. How would I keep her from getting back into the trailer and want to hurt me? I began to tremble from fear when I saw that she was getting closer and closer when I was very close to the trailer.

12:37 I closed my eyes waiting for the worst but she went away. He didn ' t even try to stop. I didn' t know what to do or think. I saw when his silhouette was lost in the darkness of the night, I noticed that the baby' s blanket had stayed in the copilot ' s seat. I wanted to throw it out the window, but I didn' t dare. I was afraid that the woman would appear again at that time. I left her in her place. The rain was already calming down and until two hours of being there watching everywhere watching in case the woman showed up. It was dawning and at that time the help came. I breathed relief when I saw the crane coming in and parked in front of the trailer. Only then did I dare get out of the truck. The relaxed man began to perform his work I was distressed with the fear of seeing the woman again turning around. I couldn' t hold back. I began to tell him what I had seen and that baby cry that made me sick all the time, but the man told me that there were many accidents going on in that direction. Very often I had work on that part of the road.

13:56 I interrupted him to ask him about that woman who was carrying a baby in her arms, but he couldn' t tell me anything about it. He only replied that he had heard some rumors, but nothing specific. And honestly, he never went in the morning to pick up anyone on the road, because the spirit of the injured could appear to him. The best thing was to stay away from those places. That' s why he took so long to get here. He never went out in the morning for any customers. The trailer was ready and in a short time we arrived at the nearest town. In daylight. That place no longer looked dark, nor did it feel the nervousness and fear of seeing that woman again. At that time I thought my mind had exaggerated the facts and that maybe I saw and heard things that weren' t real, all generated by the fear I had. While they were fixing the trailer thoroughly, I went to a park for a while, bought a soda and sat under a tree. There was a group of gentlemen talking. Among them I greeted him and approached him with the intention of asking them about the woman on the road. When I asked them the question, there was an uncomfortable moment because they remained silent, but one of them began to say that the woman on the road was believed to be from the

15:28 village, because she came with some frequency to visit her parents. She lived there for many years. When he grew up, he went to study and work in Mexico City. On one of the occasions he came to town, he had a tragic accident. He couldn' t handle the dangerous curve and his car flipped. It was the impact so strong that he lost his life immediately. Like her little one, I couldn' t believe what the man told me was true She did exist. At that moment I remembered the baby and told them I was crying all the time. I thanked the villagers for their help and left. I' d rather go back to the workshop. The mechanic explained to me what he was doing to the truck, adding that very little was missing. After a few hours, I left town to continue my delivery of the merchandise. I was here for a few hours to get back to my place of origin. On returning I tried to avoid the same road, but it was impossible to do so. It was the fastest way.

16:32 The difference was that I walked through it during the day all of a sudden I came to distinguish the crying from a baby. I looked everywhere hoping to see the woman with her baby in her arms, but she wasn' t there. That' s when I realized that the baby' s blanket was in the seat. It was all true. That was the evidence. I grabbed the blanket and threw it out the window. I got restless and nervous. I didn' t see anything strange anymore. During my return to Guadalajara I was able to reflect on death and beyond. That woman told me about my mother as if she really knew her, which meant that there was another world parallel to ours, one of brazen spirits and wandering souls. Story written and adapted by Adriana Cuevas