NO TE DUERMAS EN EL TURNO DE NOCHE / MARATON DE RELATOS DE ENFERMERAS (NUEVOS) / L.C.E.

0:01 Cryptamaniac hospitals. They are those mysterious places, those places with a certain mysticism, because in these places he specializes in helping the human being, helping them, either in an operating room for some illness, for a rehabilitation and, in a whole, for helping health. But also in this type of place is where lives are commonly lost day by day, people who simply couldn' t with the battle, people who just stay in the operating room. And, of course, as there are some rooms, some very cheerful seats either because some friend, some family member, came out of some illness or some new member. There are also other places where whole families are crying for the abandonment of a loved one. That' s why this nurse tells us that there are certain souls, maybe this is not taken for granted. There are certain souls who refuse this and therefore continue to roam the halls, trying to look like humans, trying to act like living people. It' s not

1:34 uncommon to hear different stories of doctors and nurses who met these souls and thought they were talking to a person. It is those terrifying experiences that cover hospitals with a certain frightening dye. My name is Esmeralda Villalobos. The experience I ' m going to tell you next belongs to my mother. She was a nurse when I went to elementary and high school. After a while, she left the profession and devoted herself to something else. But this anecdote reminds her very well and she always tells us when we' re in a hospital, like giving us to understand that certain patients even when they die, don' t leave right away. Some patients stay minutes, maybe ignoring that they' ve already died. She says one morning she was coming to the hospital.

2:43 She had the shift from seven in the morning to four in the afternoon. In a distant year, two thousand and seven. At that time it was winter season, so she arrived around 6: 30 to have time to settle in and it was still dark. Everything or had not risen the sun was a winter schedule, so before starting his working day, he went to do his homework. And in the course of this road he found that an emergency room was leaving a lady, an old woman, an old lady who might be some eighty- nine years old. His cano hair walked all humpback.

3:29 She was skinny, skinny, little girl. My mother' s not that tall, and despite that, she says it came as far as her chest. She was wearing her robe and had bandages around her head. Possibly this old lady would have had some kind of contusion, maybe some kind of fall or maybe had a headache, migraine, pain, etcetera. There were many reasons for patients to bring that type of bandage in that place. Obviously, there' s old lady. She walked very slowly and almost helped herself like a cane on the hospital wall, always reloading her right hand there to take a step, Another step, another step, My mother stopped with her and kindly told her mother, where she is going to get up this very nice old lady explained to her that she wanted to go to the bathroom and that she was only walking there that she could, that she didn' t want to disturb the nurses. My mother obviously helps her, takes her arm and with her help gets to the bathroom faster. Before you go in. The old lady says don' t worry. I' ll manage. I can come in alone. You go do your chores. You guys have a lot of work to do. My mother understands she' s going to do what she has to do. That she stressed that she hadn' t taken too

5:01 long maybe some three or four minutes was already on her way back. When he suddenly goes to the bathroom and sees that there' s no one coming out of it. Not even in the hallway is anyone walking, so he quickly goes to that emergency room. And if, indeed, there are several patients there, they are all asleep, but none is an old woman. She immediately leaves the room and goes straight to the bathroom believing in her mind that maybe the old lady still doesn' t leave the bathroom. My mother stays in front of the bathroom door. She didn' t want to go into the bathroom maybe because she didn' t want it to look like she was pushing her until she finally heard the bathroom chain coming down thanks to the almost absolute silence of the hospital. But the one who opens the door is not an old woman, it' s her partner, another nurse who tells her what you' re doing here. You want to go into the bathroom.

6:01 My mother says no, laughing as they are partners and know each other for a long time. She explains that just a few minutes ago she had helped an old woman enter the bathroom and that this same old woman was waiting for her. Her partner seems a little confused and asks her, but which old lady I was in there and I was alone. My mother says no, that she helped an old woman get in there and that she' s not in her bed. He' s probably still inside one of those cubicles. Both nurses enter and first knock on the four doors in the bathroom.

6:46 They play one, play them, play three, play four and then simultaneously open them one by one, just to see that there' s no one in there. The old lady didn' t, no, no, she didn' t find you. It is very strange to my mother and also to her partner and both go to that room where this old lady had come from, but they do not find her. Likewise, when spending the hours and being with one of the doctors who attend in that room. On that floor, my mother asks him that if he knew an old lady named Lorena, since the old woman had told her her name before going into the bathroom, they had come and thanked her. The doctor says yes, there was a patient in that same room with that name Lorena. She was an old lady, but by that time she had already passed away. That old woman had died that morning at three o’ clock in the morning because of a severe blow she had had in her house. Time had come to earth, but the bruises were many could not be saved. My mother asked for more information about this little old lady, just to be sure. She didn' t tell him at all that she had seen her, but my mother was

8:18 completely frozen when the doctor told her how she was wearing, how she was wearing the bandage, how she looked. All the characteristics of this old lady were the same as that old lady who went into the bathroom and never came out again. Horrified places exist in any kind of area, whether in a city, in a locality or perhaps in a house. Why shouldn' t it exist in a hospital with all those bad energies. Maybe in desperation, I discourage this nurse. He tells us that in the hospital where he worked there was a certain place that all his colleagues and so be doctors, for doctors nurses or why not. He was also dreaded by the administration team.

9:16 They were a little afraid of entering this place. And it is for this very reason that many stories were woven around this multiple experiences that, to her misfortune, she also had to be the protagonist. He had to go into this place, either on orders or simply because he was from his job. What she didn' t tell is that every time she came in she was going to have a paranormal story to tell, as well as many of her colleagues, her stories are the following Hello everyone. My name is and Melda Ramichet and I want to tell you some stories that were told. Or what ' s more, they count in a hospital I worked at. This hospital belonged to the private sector, so they had different areas and in itself, the offices of the different doctors were in a completely separate building and different from the hospital. Within the hospital there were different rooms, the emergency rooms, the surgery rooms, and they also had another smaller room where they went and put the different bodies of people who sadly could not survive, either by illness,

10:50 or by an upset accident surgery. There they were going to stop all the bodies of these people and it was a cold dead person or that was mostly a couple of degrees lower than I was in the hospital. In fact, if you spent a lot of time there they would start giving you the chills because of all the cold there was. If you were going to be more than five minutes it was recommended to enter with a type of sweater this room was only momentary in what the relatives came for the body, either a funeral home or some morgue or some morgue. And this place always to everyone, evenly transmitted us a kind of fear. And it' s because every person who went in there, whether it' s a nurse, a nurse for a doctor, a doctor or a coroner, who should be more used to being in this kind of place, something strange always happened to them.

12:03 First I' m going to tell you the story of a friend who was also a nurse. She says she walked into this place as a routine. Sometimes we go or ask doctors to go for certain things and every time we enter, if there are bodies, we always see them resting on a metal table, but above them they are covered by a kind of blanket. This is never revealed more than anything, because sometimes, for bad luck, several bodies come together there and, out of respect and anonymity, people who enter there because of their relative should not see the other bodies so they are covered.

12:50 When my friend came in, she observed that there were two bodies, one of a man about forty years old and another of a boy who might be some fifteen or sixteen years old. The bodies of both were completely discovered. There was not a blanket nearby so she goes do what she has to do goes for two blankets and just when she was ready to cover them again she is surprised that those two metal tables were at the same place, but now they were completely empty. The bodies resting above them were no longer found.

13:45 This was enough for my friend to run out of there and for a long time not to get into that room. They still asked him to. She refused absolutely. Or a story that happened to him this time went to a coroner. We have some doctors who are also forensics and who are asked by the relative. I can do the autopsy myself. On one occasion this coroner was working and was not doing anything spectacular. I was just taking some data. He had this man, this man' s body only with his head uncovered everything else he had covered with this cloth. It was more than obvious that the body had some time without life and just when this coroner covered it again he covered his face with the sheet. You could see through this sheet that man breathed, and not only breathed, but also moved his lips as if he were trying to say something. The coroner, obviously, seeing this quickly finds out, puts his hand on his nose, his fingers on his neck. It was totally illogical, but you had to make sure of this. But he doesn' t find out anything. The man does not

15:16 breathe, has no pulse, or is moving his lips. Something strange and why not also frightened returns and covers the face of this man just to find the same through the sheet you could see how he breathed as the air came out of his nose and also how he moved his lips. The coroner lifts the blanket again, sees the man' s face and does the tests. Again he puts his palms close to his nose, but there' s no air. This man has no life, but he does not know how it is possible that, from signs of this, once covered with the blanket, the coroner quickly ends with what he has to do. He collects this man ' s face and comes out praying even immediately from that room. This last story is mine. It turns out that, as a routine, I also entered this room and what happened to me every time I entered was that I saw shadows through the corner of my eye, but not shadows as if they were standing, they were shadows that were lying on these metal tables. I could see them from the corner of my eye and every time I turned around, these bodies disappeared. I could only see them by fractions of second lying

16:53 near me. This happened to me many times, and just when I thought nothing could be worse, I found it at a time when I was inside this room, I started to hear that they were calling by my name, but from the inside, not from the outside. I heard clearly how someone called me a voice, as far away, but inside the same room. It' s hard to explain, but I heard my name around about four or five times. Obviously, I got very scared, and just as I was going out, I met my partner who was coming in and the first thing she tells me is what, what you want for what you' re yelling at me, something confused and also very scared. I' m telling you, no, I' m not calling you. In fact, I want to get out of there. She explains to me that she came down the hall and listened to my voice coming out of that room calling her out and that' s why she was already on her way, but that, to be honest, she didn' t know, as I would have noticed that she was nearby. She was passing by and she just heard me screaming from the inside. I told him the opposite for me. I heard they

18:23 were calling me from inside that room and that' s why I wanted to get out of there. Both scared, we almost ran out the hall. All these experiences only make me think that if we live this we have only one room destined for these bodies. I don' t even want to imagine what' s going on in the morgues. That kind of place is covered by corpses and insurance. People who work with them have many stories to tell.

19:11 Night work is of the schedules and of the shifts, in a whole of the heaviest. Many people do not manage to control their sleep and themselves. This kind of shift makes one get confused or more than nothing starts to feel bad if these are prolonged, since the body needs to rest and it is more than obvious that sleeping in the day is not the same as at night, as this person describes it, and it is for this very reason that it is very normal to see both police, workers and, in this case, nurses, taking certain parties during work. What this nurse didn' t tell is that other legends that are also told a lot, are also in this hospital. Sure. Many of you know it' s bad to wake up at three o' clock in the morning or it' s bad to do such a thing in the morning, because something bad could happen.

20:18 The same thing happened to this nurse, who completely ignored that while everyone slept certain souls or, certain entities went out through the halls and entered the rooms where they slept. Hey, Elix. My name is Kendra Lucia. The experience I' m going to tell you next happened to me on the night shift working as a nurse the night shift as in any job, although it is not the most moved or bring you from top to bottom, as it is the day shift, Let' s say that if it is the heaviest and the one that affects you at least on a physical level, anyone who has been working at night will attest to this. You start to feel bad, you even start having some eating disorders, as you don' t eat at your hours. Sleeping in the day is not the same as at night and for this very reason, we, being professional health nurses, give us permission to sleep for a clear time. As long as we' re free, we can' t leave any earrings, at least something that' s a lot of attention for one night to pass. Turns out at that very

21:52 moment. I had nothing to look forward to that night. I could sleep on the case an hour and a half to get through everything. I waited until four in the morning to take advantage of this, as it is the time where one feels most tired and time passes too slow for my bad luck. When I went to our office, which is designated by almost everyone, that' s where we' re going to rest, but the places were full. There are two chairs there which recline and become almost like a very comfortable bed. The chairs are very comfortable. Your back doesn' t hurt, you' re not uncomfortable. You can sleep peacefully there, even about two hours or three hours, or as long as you want for my bad luck there were already some companions there, so I didn' t have to go to a room that we had in front of these s was destined to what would become specialists, that is, urologists and geneticologists. For reasons, this room was premeditated to sleep there if the offices were full, as it was already nighttime in the specialists were not there. Obviously, the wings were

23:22 empty. But this had a problem, because, while the chairs that were there were not entirely uncomfortable, as time passes, it goes that if you feel a pain sitting, no matter how you put yourself you always get up with a pain in your shoulder, in your leg and, worse still in your back, they are unbearable. Another thing that could be was to sleep on one of the stretchers or one of the beds, to prefer in a room where there were no patients, but that was almost impossible. At least in every room there was one and obviously you' re not going to sleep in front of a patient. What a lack of professionalism that would be.

24:15 But it turns out that as I walked, I found a room in which there were only two beds. That room was intended for some patients who were very serious. There were some rooms that only had one bed. And at that moment I wanted to rest. I wanted to rest as deeply as possible, so he gave me the homework. I didn' t go to the living room. That one I was looking for room by room to see which ones were available. I could not sleep in the one that had seen the two beds, since in such rooms it was forbidden. But I found one.

25:02 Of course we have to add to this that I needed to be open, but luckily, I found one. It was a single room with a piece of furniture, a bed, and I just went to sleep there. I didn' t want to talk to receptionists about giving me the keys and opening a room. The truth could be, but I didn' t want to. I only found one, and I got in there. And that was my big mistake. So it turns out that while I was asleep, something woke me up little by little, I opened my eyes and it was then that I saw him was a tall, thin man. I was in a hospital gown. He was staring at me from the entrance of the room, staring at me. I wanted to answer, but my body didn' t obey me. It was as if I was asleep but conscious I could see it, I could move my eyes from one side to the other, but I could not move any joints. I saw this man approach until he sat on the edge of the bed. I felt clearly how the bed sank, while this one, at all times the head and his gaze had it

26:32 directed towards me. It didn' t matter what movements his gaze made. His attention was focused on me. I had an outstretched arm, and this man, with his fingers, touched my arm, and as soon as he stroked his hand, it became icy. I felt it cold, but it became so cold alex that even asking I lost the sensitivity of this one it was as if some current some electricity quickly passed through my hand and suddenly from one second to another. I didn' t feel it anymore. What I remember is that little by little I closed my eyes and immediately woke up, moved, got up and obviously left that room as fast as I could.

27:32 My hand was sealed when it was cold, it wasn' t veiled, but as if I had put it in a refrigerator. I met the receptionists, who were the closest people at the time. When I asked them the time, it turned out I had fallen asleep. It had been exactly an hour since I had entered that room. I, after this, asked them if there was anyone else, there was any patient. They replied that no, that there were no patients at the time in that area, that they had had one, but I had been moved somewhat frightened. I explain to them that I had been looking for some room open to sleep and that in the evening, a patient, because I was very sure of this, was wearing the robe that all the patients in the hospital wore, had entered the room and had sat beside me. But they confused explain to me that no, that they had not seen anyone at that time, only me all night, at least in that area. But oddly enough, before I retire, one of them asks me to hear that Andra in which room you got into.

28:59 She wanted to tell me something, but before telling me, she made sure to accompany me to my area and once being with all my colleagues, once she was sure she was going to stay there. He told me to tell me the truth. I was already a little impatient that he would tell me what had happened. He told me to adra, don' t be scared, but to that room, if it' s true what you tell me happened to you, don' t go back in there or at least in that area. You remember I told you we had a patient. Okay.

29:41 It was a lady who told us that every night she saw a strange man enter her room and sit on the side of the bed. The woman in question had her in the same room where you entered. This he told us two nights ago, when he already started to stay there. And as much as we' re looking for, we can' t find anyone. And since you told me that tall, thin man looks, he' s the same man who came in with this patient, he asked us over and over to change her and that' s what the hospital did. What' s more, we' ve been instructed that any patient who gets there should be put in any other room except that one. That' s the last room we have to fill. That' s what we just heard about about three days ago. When I hear this, I don' t think it ' s necessary to explain to you that I never went back into a room in that hospital again, even if I was alone, even if I wasn

31:11 ' t alone, I' d prefer to lay a blanket, a quilt, and sleep on the floor, in the offices, or in that whole uncomfortable room before going through a similar experience again. I' m so unlucky, I' m sure it would happen to me again in any other room. That was my experience. Greetings to all cryptamaniacs from Colombia, neglect or make mistakes. I think it' s something that' s happened to us, whether at work, at school or even in personal life. Day by day, many of us have had carelessness and the vast majority of these neglects never affect anyone or at least someone else besides us. But what happens when you' re related to human lives would be so careless to make mistakes.

32:17 At the end of the day, you' re dealing with human lives that are in a precarious state, as is the health branch in hospitals. Inevitably mistakes are made. There are also some negligences and it was this same medical negligence that led to this legend, this nurse tells us that, although it was not she who had this neglect, she did witness what years ago due to an oversight of another gender nurse, because someone who loses their lives because of someone else is a spirit that cannot rest and that night by night terrifies this area of the hospital. His story is the following hello Alex and the entire community of the haunted crypt. My name is Susana Rón. I live in Queretaro. My sister and I have grown up together most of our lives.

33:31 Now that we' re big enough, we practically get so used to each other that we decide to live together. Both my sister and I decided to study similar professions, while I opted for psychology. My brother chose nursing. Today everyone works in their area and, as I said, we live together in the same house. It is for this very reason that the next experience I want to share with you. I' m 100% sure it was real. My sister is not given these experiences or to relate these tales that are of terror, which are of fear. In fact, she' s very medosa. They don' t like to hear them, so when he told me this, I' m 100% sure he didn' t lie to me before telling them the story. I want to tell you something they were telling my sister as soon as she went to work in this hospital.

34:37 It was a private hospital, and there was a legend, a legend that told me almost immediately after his day of work. The first day he worked. They gave him this warning he didn' t have to do when he was on guard during the night. And it is that in the pediatric area, in the area where all the children are, the newborns and also the patients who are twelve years old and down, all those little people are accumulated in a certain area. This is more than anything so that pediatricians, so that nurses, who are more familiar with small patients, would be nearby and could come immediately. There they also had children who were in very poor health, both newborns who were put in incubators, as well as other children older than them who had had an accident. When there were many patients.

35:45 It was two nurses who stayed there, but when there weren' t many children, one was enough and left over to do the whole night' s watch. My sister had to do that night shift in the pediatrics area several times. And just when he had to cover this shift, this story came to his head. It is said and recommended that nurses who were on that shift, precisely in that area, did not have to sleep for anything. It' s more than if you wanted to sleep, to ask a colleague of yours to stay there and you could go to sleep quietly, but not in that area. In that area, even if there were two nurses, one could not sleep there. And that' s why it' s good.

36:40 Because it is said that if a nurse falls asleep in that area, one of the patients, of those little ones would die that night. It didn' t matter that none of the patients were urgent, it didn' t matter that none of the raisins felt very sick in the terminal phase, that the children were born perfectly healthy. If a nurse fell asleep in that area, one of those children already made one, eight, twelve, ten, or a newborn died that night. Precisely my sister remembered this and it is because of this that every time she had to be in that area, the greater number of times that touched her there touched her alone, because there were not many patients. He always kept awake, always expectant, but we ' re human. One night she was very tired, one night she had not been able to sleep well between the day and this because of the celebrations of the end of the year, we had some noisy neighbors, so it was impossible to fall asleep. When she got to her area. He even asked for relief, though clear to cover for another nurse to go to sleep.

38:10 You can' t make this change all night at most. It' s two or three hours at most, and my sister, even though she had slept three hours there, wasn' t enough, she went back to her post and was in her office, since the nurse in that area has her own room, where she has all the files. The tiredness, coupled with the total silence of the night, caused my sister to fall asleep blinking, kept her eyes closed for a few minutes, three minutes and then towards her effort to reopen them, when, inevitably, on one of those occasions, she did people who fell asleep, but conscious is of those times that you close your eyes and even hear yourself snoring. But you' re aware, and it was at that time that she felt a scent, a smell of a baby of those oils that put the kids through very close to her nose was, as if this baby had passed near her face. He immediately woke up and recalled that legend that a nurse did not have to fall asleep in that area, got up immediately and went through patient by patient one by

39:45 one, until she arrived with the newborns and came with the only newborn child also that was we could say delicate. The boy was in an incubator, but he was there all night. She remained stable, but only for that time, because of that small period in which my sister fell asleep only a little, the condition of the child had worsened greatly. The boy did not breathe his vitals were weak. My sister gave the, alerted the relevant doctor and she took care of what was coming to stabilize him. We could say that by pure miracle and thanks to the speed of her and the doctor they managed to save her life. My sister was greatly served by this experience so as not to fall asleep again in that area. In fact, no longer does it in any area to finish telling them the legend is said that many years ago, when this hospital had just opened, a nurse fell asleep in this area precisely in the care of a child who was extremely delicate. This child was in very poor health and needed to be cared for. Every few minutes, a nurse arrived and clearly her priority was not this child and as

41:21 much as the child asked for help with the buttons on her bed, the sleeping nurse never heard them and it was because of this that the patient lost his life during the night. The next morning it was the warning. The nurse was obviously not going to say that this child had died of medical negligence. She said the disease had been very strong and that simply the medical staff had been unable to do anything. After this, that curse began to fall into the hospital, as it is said that this child plunged into hatred, into revenge to take the lives of the children every night. Every night a nurse, like him, unconcerned, fell asleep in that area. It is said that this child is the same one who takes the lives of these infants, all because of the hatred and impotence that in his death they never gave him justice. The culprit had no punishment. Nurse work can often be heavy, especially in the evening hours. Both they and paramedics have to be aware

42:54 of their patients keeping them alive, of course, but different kinds of people always fall into the hands of these people, very kind people and also very GROSERA people Many nurses will attest to this. But even if the work of a nurse is extremely heavy, it can also be very interesting because of this same factor that you know many people. The following account comes from a nurse who served in a particular way in a home. He went and looked after a man who seemed to be careful for something else, something that came from hell itself. My name is Nancy. I' d like my last name to remain anonymous. My experience goes back to those years of two thousand ten, when I finished my nursing degree like any other college student, I had trouble settling in. I couldn' t get into hospitals even social security one before had to be levers to enter those types of places, which were the best paid, so I started to offer my services as a private nurse.

44:30 I wasn' t doing so badly to tell the truth either. There were families that paid very well and I had the opportunity to take care of a very strange person. He was a man, an eighty- six- year - old man. Their children had contacted me and told me that their father needed a nurse, but only in the afternoon and evening. As soon as the sun came out, I could leave the house that only he was there, that he separated, walked, talked, was not in a precarious state, but if I needed the attention of a nurse to be watching him at all times, since at that time he had to have his medicines for the pay they offered me. I didn' t even think about it, especially because the house was at a very considerable location. It was a central area and public transport. Actually, it wasn' t a problem. As soon as I got to the house, I found a very large house. You could tell he was a family of money. Before you came in you had to identify yourself in the door microphone I identified myself as the nurse and the

46:00 man on the other side opened the door for me to enter. As soon as he opened the door. I entered normally, but taking only two small steps, I braked dry, as I saw something in the courtyard that scared me so much. It was a dog, a huge dark dog, totally like the night. He was lying in the yard, no necklace, no chain, totally free. He just looked at me. He was more like a wolf, He was one, like those Silberian dogs, but totally dark His eyes were also dark as night, and his pupils were abnormally large.

47:00 These almost completely covered all his eyes. It had only slight white parts. I stopped and again I left the house, closed the gate, as I thought maybe they had overlooked, that that dog was there. But my surprise is bigger when a time goes by, maybe about three or four minutes, and I don' t know what to do that they call me again by the microphone horn and I ask myself a voice, a worn voice, that why I hadn' t come in. I explain by the microphone that there is a huge dog in the yard and because I am afraid of him, I am not going to make him attack my voice tells me not to worry about the dog and that he would not hurt me. I' m somewhat dubious. I ask them that if anyone can come out for me, since that dog didn' t give me confidence, they opened the door immediately from this one came out the old man I told them, which I had to take care of. He just made me with his hand Come on Nothing' s gonna happen to you. I got in quickly and this quiet dog sitting there still in the yard. He just looked at me and threw himself out again. This gentleman showed up with me, his name was Luis, so I started telling him. Don Luis explained to me the medicines I had to give him, on what time and what meals, as he also had a

48:34 strict diet. I did my job. I was practically also going to be a cook, but the pay was so good that I didn' t care about this. Besides they were very simple meals, and when I found myself in a cupboard and turned back to go to the stove, I realized that the dog was already inside the house and that not only that, but that I never found in front of me sitting, not moving my tail, not peeling my teeth and not even grunting. He was just looking at me. But of course this was enough to make me nervous. I tried to keep making my stews. At the end and as I went to the bedroom of this gentleman who was on the second floor, I found that this dog was at the feet of the ladder to one side to climb had to pass very close to him. I tried not to look afraid, but I was shaking.

49:42 I' d say over and over again, please don' t bite me. Please don' t bite me, but the dog just didn' t pay attention to me. He just stared at me lying down. He didn' t care much if I came by his side. Once it happened, this dog stood there, showing me clearly that my presence didn' t matter to him in that house. When I arrived in the bedroom of Don Luis and once I attended him, I asked him subtly, since I imagined that I would have to deal with that dog every day that told me even what was the name of this Don Luis told me that I had no name, that I would tell him whatever I wanted, but that, anyway, this dog was not going to be any case. This dog didn' t listen to anyone and wasn' t aggressive. He was simply walking around in the house from one side to the other doing nothing, apparently no matter how much he called it from one man or another. This was not going to be my case. When I finished talking to Don Luis more than anything, our talks were just questions. I wasn' t a person who was very talkative. In fact, he was a man of few words. He fired me from his bedroom subtly, as he told me he wanted to keep writing, that I could be in the rooms if I wanted to, but please

51:14 leave him alone at that time. I respected this. I went into the living room, turned on the TV and tried to stay awake as long as I could. I had to give him another medication around three forty in the morning, so I didn' t sleep. He just slept a little. I walked in the living room, in the kitchen preparing things, also eating something and here comes the strange, because the dog disappeared. I didn' t see him anymore, I looked for him, but I couldn' t find him anywhere. What I thought was that maybe the dog was outside, so I didn' t pay more attention to it. And when I gave the three forty, I began to walk to Don Luis' room so that only when I entered and looked at a bit of a jump and also a scream, a cry that I tried to control, as I was suddenly frightened.

52:20 I was hoping to see Don Luis lying there, but I didn' t expect to see anyone else with him. There was a man, a man sitting in a wooden chair next to Don Luis' headboard. It was covered by the shadows of the night, but still and thanks to the light that was seen by those little lamps that were in the room, I could see that this man was Caucasian- skinned, dressed in a black suit and was very well- dressed. He had a mustache and big, big eyes. Their factions drew much attention because of the cry. Don Luis got up and immediately told me don' t worry calm down He' s a friend, he' s a distant relative, He' s here every now and then. What' s more, he' s here every night. So don' t be scared If you see him around here once clarifying everything, I felt a little more relieved. I gave the medicine to Don Luis and when I was doing it, I tried to talk to him about it, but he didn' t answer every question I asked him. Don Luis answered for him and told me that he was a man who did not like to speak and joked telling him that his tongue had eaten a cat. As to

53:51 how I had come into this, I had the doubt left. I had locked the front door and the front door. The only one that was kept open was the back door to the courtyard, so this man would not have had the way to enter the house, but Don Luis simply said that that had no case, that he managed them, but that he would not scare me away by his presence. This was a very creepy fact. To tell you the truth, that man gave me a bad vibe and made the whole laura of the Room very gloomy, very absorbing, in fact, very absorbing, in fact, just as you entered you felt a heaviness in your whole body and a sadness. I got out of here in the room, too, and I just focused on finishing my shift. It was a very strange house back then. But even though all these strange things had happened to me, I kept going. At last and at the same time, they were things, although something creepy, as I said, and strange, were not things of the other world, or at least that was what I thought.

55:07 As the nights passed, I realized something and it' s because of that two o' clock in the morning, the dog always disappeared, already appears. Then I was fondling him a little. He never answered me, never moved his tail, never licked me. He just behaved indifferently. He didn ' t care at all when he arrived. But this fact that he always disappeared doesn' t matter if I looked for him both in the front yard and in the back yard, inside the house, inside every room. I didn' t find the dog and I discovered it not necessarily because I was looking for it, but because at night I had dinner, I left food all the works and if I wanted to give them to the dog, but at that time I didn' t find it anywhere. It was too strange.

56:04 This was also coupled with the fact that that strange family member, when I arrived at five o' clock in the afternoon, was nowhere to be found. In fact, I did some tests a few days closing the door at eight o' clock in the night with padlock and everything even the back, always at three o' clock in the morning. When I went up to give Don Luis the last medications, he was always sitting next to him waiting for him had hired my services for three and a half weeks. This did not surprise me, as some people, some families, move to another state or maybe go into the hospital and it is for this very reason that they only hire a nurse for a certain time. When the days were running out. Don Luis told me, after taking his medication at three in the morning that my services were no longer required, that I could go home.

57:08 And obviously, I think this is a joke. And I' m telling you, Don Luis, but how do you think? I' m in the middle of my shift. He said with his finger not you, you ' re done. These are the last medications I' m gonna take all night. You, if you want, can drop by now. I was thoughtful, as I saw him and Don Luis was very serious. While that subject, that distant relative as he treated him, already sat in that wooden chair as usual, without saying a single word, Don Luis accompanied me to the entrance and once there I was surprised, since this man thought of everything.

57:55 There was already a cab there waiting for me to take me home. I asked him what was the reason for this, and he told me that I will no longer require your services because I am already going to die. This is my last day here in the land of the living. I pulverized and told Don Luis not to be playing. Please tell me the truth now. He told me, but girl, that' s the truth. There ' s already you if you want to believe me or not. Thanks for taking care of me and having a good trip. While he was telling me this, he spread me some money, a good pay I assume. It would be like a full week of work apart from my day. I got in my cab and left that house so I' d never come back.

58:49 While the taxi was going, I called Don Luis' children. I didn ' t care much about the time of dawn. This was all very strange and I wanted to know if I knew about him. This I called both of them and, to my surprise, they knew all this and told me that there was no problem, that if he had wanted that, so I had to respect it. They respected him, too. The next day, a chill ran all over my body, as Don Luis had died of life. I think maybe about two years after this, I was a nurse again in one of the houses on that street, a girl' s nurse.

59:37 It was nothing serious, he had only fallen, but since both parents worked, they needed a professional in the care of this child and when I was with this family, they began to tell me many things about that Mr Don Luis. It was said that Don Luis had made a pact with the Devil. In fact, many people were afraid even to approach the house to their very children attest to all this and it was for this very reason that they did not live with him. They were afraid to live in that house, where they themselves said that the Devil walked wherever he wanted and that he always accompanied him. Such was the case, which was an occasion. They say that Don Luis, being such a powerful and powerful man, went into discontent with some witches, witches who were very popular in the town. In those years, they began to witchcraft Don Luis in a very brazen way. There were jobs that left her candles animals in front of the house, Don Luis ' pets all but grew slowly because of these. But then he began to see a bat, a bat that was hovering on the roofs of Don Luis

1:01:08 ' house. This bat, which was very large abnormally, once frightened those witches who were near Don Luis' house one night. And in the days that followed, those witches disappeared. There is no better way to explain with what only the earth had swallowed them since that moment. Everyone was very afraid of Don Luis and also very much respect. No one dared to seek him a lawsuit, knowing all this and uniting him with everything he had already lived in that house a few years ago. I can attest that this man was watched by the same devil that I am more than sure, was the same dog and the same man who came every night and guarded him until his death.

1:02:16 As you know, there are different hospitals in different areas. There are normal hospitals, there are prison hospitals, there are also military hospitals, but there are also other hospitals that could even shake the most ruthless criminal in a maximum security prison. You will believe that in these maximum security prisons there are no worse people than they are, for let me tell you that there is a worse place than a prison, and that is a sanatorium. People who are in these sanatoriums are also saying that they are not normal people, they are people who lack a screw or rather many. I' m not talking about a normal sanatorium where different people go, different economic statues, just because of a problem they have because of some trauma. I' m not talking about a sanatorium where criminals go, where people don' t know how to differentiate from good from evil and act only by instinct. These kind of places shelter even more violent and caring people than many of the prisons, with the

1:03:49 most violent prisoners in the world. All why, because one of these people who are these sanatoriums doesn' t know how unpredictable they are and, as I said before, they act callously by instinct. Or because of how they feel on that day what' s going to cause them a lot of fascination is that we have a history of a nurse already good years, who worked at these sanatoriums, at a sanatorium in the United States. Within this sanatorium several patients were sheltered as always, but there was one in particular that bothered her every night. Needless to say, this patient was very violent and highly dangerous. What I didn' t know was that this patient bothered her, disturbed her day by day, or rather night by night from the afterlife.

1:04:56 Your story is next hello to everyone. My name is Lilith Catherine. The experience I' m going to share with you I didn' t live it myself, but that was told to me by a person to whom I have a lot of respect, because she was my teacher. During the University I studied the nursing degree in the DF and this university I went to, which I will not say the name is very recognized. Within it, people experienced with many years in the field give classes, which tell us many professional experiences, of course, and also give us many tips. That' s the case with this teacher I had, which we' re going to say was Helen' s name. He had an American name, but it was because his mother was Mexican and his American father Helen when he taught us and he was a person with a few years old, he was close to retirement and during his days in service he served as a nurse in many states of the

1:06:27 Mexican Republic, as well as in other countries. One of these countries, which she remembers had the best salary she could experience, and even at university, was in the United States. Of course, she says the salary was wonderful, it was the biggest salary she' s ever earned. But it ' s also because the hospital was very peculiar. It wasn' t an ordinary hospital. This was an asylum for the mentally ill, but not for anyone. Don' t think it was a psychiatric hospital that common people go to. To put it that way. This hospital was of high security, because here they were sheltering violent people, people who had committed crimes, people who were very careful. They had cops even working there, as well as guards. They were people you couldn' t turn your back on. They were people who each had their own room, as if you put several together or just two together, it was very dangerous. Each patient had his or her own surveillance, his or her own security door, his or her own

1:08:02 insurance and card to which he or she would give access to it. They were people who were practically criminals, but they had been sent to this asylum because they did not know how to differentiate between good and evil. They were crazy people who had committed disturbing and disgusting things throughout the U S country. I do not think it is necessary to mention that some of the most famous criminals, and above all, who are ill- headed, tend to have certain disorders, and that is why when they detect these disorders, they cannot send them to prisons, to conventional prisons. They have to be sent to a mental asylum and this was the case. Helen worked in one of these homes for obvious reasons and even though she had the quietest turn that was the tone of the night, she always had to be careful. She remembers a lot a corridor, a corridor in which, both on the right and left side there were rooms, but of some patients who were the most dangerous, since these only wanted a minimal opportunity to attack you and had no reason.

1:09:33 They could be perfectly calm, and from one second to the next, they would take you, as well as be violent, and from one second to the next they would calm down. They were the most friendly people you could ever meet. It was for this very reason and this bipularity that they had so to speak, something marginalized. But as every night both the nurses and the guards had to go to watch, they had to see them just make sure that each of them was as normal as possible and most important in their room. Helen remembers that every time she walked in front of a door, one of these patients started scratching it, drawing attention, starting to knock on the door over and over and over again. Helen in fear. The first time this door came up and slipped the window that all those doors have is a grid, a small window a few centimeters. Every time someone else slides this window inside, a black light is activated, a blue light, which, if the passiello is asleep, does not affect anything, does not disturb his sleep. It' s a light that only serves people outside the room.

1:11:11 They put it in the different rooms more than anything, because certain patients have night terrors or suffer from some mental illness that disturbs them at night, and this serves more than anything to see if they are sleeping well, if they are not agitated, if they are not suffering from one of these evils. In dreams. It happens that when Helens approached and this light was activated, he could see the patient, but the patient was not lying down. The patient was standing at the side of the bed, staring at that grille, staring at Helen. Helen held her gaze a little and this patient began to laugh, but to laugh in a sick way, as if she liked Helen seeing him. Helen quickly closed the grid and went on her way, while this patient continued to laugh, as she left every day of her guard, almost everyone had to pass. For this reason, some days, the patient did not draw his attention. It seemed as if this one was waiting for someone to step in front of his door to start scratching it, to

1:12:42 start drawing attention, to look at someone. And every time he showed up, he just stood up and laughed in front of them. Sometimes, of course, sometimes I didn' t do anything. The times Helen saw that she was sick, she didn' t get her attention anymore. She would slide the grid and look inside. On some rare occasions, the patient was sleeping a gel in this became a habit. I knew that every time I was going to go through that hallway, if I touched him the bad luck that this patient was awake, he was going to start scratching the door, so after some time, she stopped peeking more than anything, because she tired him. I knew I just wanted to upset her, I knew I just wanted to make her feel scared, but it caught her very close when this same thing repeated for a long time, that is, every day, every night she went through that hallway, she always listened to that patient scratch the door. This started to get weird and sometimes he followed the game and looked through the grid. The patient did the same thing. He just stood there laughing. She closed the grid and went on her way, although obviously she

1:14:15 had been hired as a nurse. I had to tell her the observations she made in health matters to the doctors in charge of each area and she knew the doctor, the psychiatrist who cared for this patient very well. Helen says it would have been maybe three weeks, more days or less, when she saw that every night. This was repeated by what he said to the psychiatrist. The psychiatrist' s words left Helen completely frozen with indescribable fear, touring her entire body. The psychiatrist said yes, I had a patient who every time someone passed in front of his room, he started scratching and I even remember scratching in such a desperate way that he ripped off a few nails.

1:15:19 We had blindfolded him from all our fingers, but he kept doing it. In fact, that' s why only blows were heard. I also remember that both guards, nurses, and other psychiatrists were looking down the grid watching this patient laughing in front of them. He was a very disturbing patient, he was scary and even I was scared every time we had sessions and he also mentioned he was a care patient, since he took some lives before entering the asylum. But just over a month ago that' s stopped being a problem. The patient' s already passed away. The room you' re talking about inside of her is no longer found in Hellen. After this, he continued to listen to those blows. She says she doesn' t remember very well, but at some point they stopped, but even though she listened to them knowing that there' s no one in that room anymore, she didn' t look at that grid again. Thank you for sharing my teacher ' s experience. Greetings to the whole community. She says that she has

1:16:54 been working as a nurse for a short time and that because of this she has to face different accounts that are told throughout the hospital, more specifically with paranormal beings that appear from moment to moment. This time, she saw something she wasn' t even supposed to see. One of her companions arrives alerted to the presence of a strange nurse, a strange nurse who was dressed totally in black and who, as she assumed that night, the presence of this nurse, who was around in the hospital more than anything in the area of newborns and pediatrics, was nothing good this soul. All he brought was misfortune.

1:17:55 And this is your story or the whole audience. My name is Amantha. My experience has relatively little. It happened to me about two months ago. I haven' t been a nurse for a long time. I did for the experiences of other colleagues, as well as of other colleagues who have in this job many more years than I have, that this is only one of so many who wait for me in this job I have been about a year. I' m just working in a hospital that' s private, so I' m going to save myself some names, certain things, since I still work here and I don' t want to expose my job and, above all, some people who don' t want to be linked to this kind of experience. It happens that one night I was on the night shift, that heavy shift that many people don' t want to do.

1:19:16 Inevitably it touched me, since in the work of nurse, especially if you go in ask you to roll shifts, you still don' t have the experience and you still don' t have enough seniority to ask for a fixed shift. I still needed a lot for that. I remember meeting around 3 : 30 in the morning. For people who work at night, they know that these hours are the hours when one has more trouble being awake. It ' s at that moment when your eyelids beat you, when your sleep beats you, especially if you didn' t sleep well between the days. The point is, that was my situation. I decided to sit on one of those benches. I reclined a little and started to sleep, to see not to sleep deeply. I was sleeping when suddenly I' m not sure how much time had passed, but I hear footsteps coming at full speed and passing in front of me. It was a companion that I' m going to save her name, but it happens that we had known each other for several years we hadn' t been to the same university, but because of friends

1:20:48 we knew each other for about four or five years, we had gone out to parties, we had gone out some cohabitations and for works of fate, we had ended up working in the same hospital. At that moment I see her and ask her what she was doing, why she was so hasty. She was very hasty, opening the door for newborn babies. That was his pediatric area, so he had the keys. He didn' t have a problem. She opened the door immediately and I, seeing her so exalted, seeing her so nervous, so frightened, saw her eyes that she was extremely terrified. I followed her, tried to control her, tried to stop her, but she ran and came to a particular baby, saw him, calmed down and started breathing slowly, like again, bringing her feet back to the ground. I stayed with her and asked her why she had run away, so maybe she had forgotten something, considering that this is the newborn area.

1:22:09 Obviously something had been left pending or he had forgotten to check something. I would have run, too, but the thing is that she was sitting there breathing or over and over again, when she was a little calmer, she told me the following, Look, Samantha, the thing is that I was walking and I was looking at the babies behind the glass. When I saw a nurse, a nurse who dressed like you and me, but she was the same uniform. The only thing that caught my attention a lot from the distance is that, while she was wearing the same uniform that we brought now, she wasn' t wearing the same color. His dress was completely dark.

1:23:05 He wasn' t wearing our white or our blue. I got close because of this. I couldn' t see his face, but what I could see was his eyes, eyes that saw me slightly fixedly and then went with this child. I was being pointed out to a boy who was in an incubator. It was noted that this child had had some problems at birth and was in a very delicate state. My friend explains to me that I had seen her approach the child to open the door of her incubator and then take it by the neck and begin to squeeze it I saw and immediately began to run, to open the door as quickly as I could and you I found on the way. But when I open it I see that there is no one and that the child is fine. I just don' t explain what I just saw. For this I want to clarify something, and it is that, at least in the first instance I did not believe him what he was saying to me. My friend wasn' t a Santa Palomita and I didn' t know she consumed some things either, but it was only when I was partying or when they were living together. I never did it

1:24:38 during work, although there may be a first time for everything. I asked him Hey, you didn' t get anything in. Maybe you' re rambling, maybe you' re imagining things. She swore to me and perjured that she had not consumed anything, that she was well and that she had seen it so clearly that, obviously, her terror increased because she thought she was a nurse genuinely taking the life of a child. We both agreed that we had to calm down and at least have a drink downstairs to continue our journey. We get out of the living room, walk down the hall and get into the elevator. This elevator has mirrors. I remember that my friend was looking to the left and I was looking in front or behind the elevator, reflecting in the mirror, I was looking at the shiners that was leaving me the turn. When suddenly behind me, reflecting the hallway, I see a nurse standing and staring at me in a totally dark uniform, wearing a mouthcap. Equally dark I could only see the eyes, which were completely white.

1:26:13 At that time I turned around and by the time I turned around, the elevator doors were closing. As I was going down, I began to ask my friend how she was wearing that nurse and, above all, whether she was wearing a mouth cover. She replied that yes and that everything I mentioned was exactly as I had seen it. My friend isn' t stupid. She asked me if I had seen her too, to which I replied yes, but that I had seen her exactly when we were going down both at the time we didn' t have a good feeling. We decided to go up again, but we didn' t just go after some friends, men who were nurses together we all went up and we started looking all over the floor for that woman, that strange nurse I tell you now, she didn' t look like a ghost, she didn' t look like an entity or a spectrum. This woman looked flesh and blood, looked like she was a normal person. The minutes passed, the hours passed and we could never find her. Despite this, the bad feeling never left me. I

1:27:48 felt like I was exposed. I felt like something bad was going to happen. I was right, something bad happened that night, but this wasn' t about me. In the morning I heard something, something my friend shared with me, since, as I told you, she was in that pediatric area. Turns out the baby, which she had seen as a victim of this nurse, turned out to be lifeless that very morning. The baby had passed away in a strange way. He had all the treatments, he even had oxygen. This child had just stopped breathing as if something had obstructed the air that supplied the respirator to his lungs. I didn' t want to be present when they gave the news to the parents. You can only imagine how they took the route. But that night it is more than clear that my friend and I saw who caused the death of this child. I have a theory about all this and I think that night what we saw was not

1:29:19 a nurse. I think it was actually the death dressed up as one of us, and it just took that kid' s life in front of us, too. As I said, I have only been in this for a year and this experience is more than enough for me not to want to live something similar in what remains of my life. In this channel we have told stories about nurses and the vast majority of them are terrifying, they are terrifying.

1:30:06 So much that you can think of yourself would be a good idea, or if you don' t have another one to spend one night in a hospital, especially a hospital that has many legends and a lot of these stories. But the next story, while it has something paranormal, is not a story of terror and, beyond causing you fear, I will leave you with a good reflection that perhaps our loved ones are still watching us from another plane, they are still looking after us from the beyond or the whole Community.

1:30:48 My name is Sara Casares and I want to share my experience years ago, I am a nurse in a partido hospital here in Monterrey. And while this experience, I don' t think it goes into the subject that we could say as terror or horror, if it goes into what we could say the paranormal and, above all, how wonderful and amazing it can become a soul. I worked like every day in that particular hospital and this one came a child, rather a teenager. He was sixteen. This child was something particular, as he could not see was blind. She spent most of her life in absolute shadows. He lost his sight at the age of four and, in case this were not enough, he suffered so well from diabetes. So it was a boy who had to be cared for. The disease was very bad, but nothing in the other world just had to stabilize. It was a matter of two days or two and a half days tops. After that

1:32:21 he could return home and perform his life normally or as normal as he could. I stayed in the care of this child on the guard of the night. I went with this teenager, took her readings, talked to him, but this was not the strange thing. That young man was very well behaved, he was very kind, despite the condition in which he was in. He was always in a good mood. Here. The strange thing is that every time I entered his room, he was always accompanied. At first, I didn' t find it strange and after checking it one night and with the other nurses they told me that during the day the grandmothers came and also the father during the afternoon. The boy was practically watched at 24 hours, because when I entered the room, I saw a woman, a woman sitting on the side of the bed. The boy was always awake talking to her and obviously telling the woman that the boy has to rest, but it was this same teenager who told me that she was his mother who was accompanying him, that a long time ago he didn' t talk to her that,

1:33:57 please, let him talk a little more. Obviously, I gave him this permission. He always kept the light on, but when this woman arrived she always went out. This was a strange thing and every time I tried to turn on the light, this woman with a sign in her hand told me not to leave them almost completely in the dark. One thing to highlight is that this woman didn' t speak to me at any time. The woman remained silent, not saying a single word. He was just signaling me.

1:34:39 Some may think this would be a bit rude, but none of it. The woman had a very warm look, very good person. It could be said that every time he entered the room he had an aura of peace, as if of tranquility. At the end of the day, they were the mother of the child. I think this feeling was like the one emanating from motherhood. We could say it and for the next two nights, this woman stayed with this young man every night from the sun went down until he appeared again. And it was until the third day, just when he was being discharged. I was coming. It was already night. The young man was already leaving in the company of his grandparents and in the company of his father as well, and see what things are like. This teenager, despite being blind, he sharpened other senses, which was smell and hearing. I didn ' t have to talk. I was just passing through that hallway. When I suddenly heard him, he told the father that she was a nurse.

1:35:58 He told him to point out to me, I stopped out of courtesy. I didn' t mean to ignore that. The grandmothers went out with the young man and also with the father, who touched my shoulder and thanked me. He explained to me that during the day he came as soon as he could because of work, but that from seven in the morning his grandmother went and then grandfather, but sadly, because of the health both of them had, both grandmothers could not stay longer. They, at nine o' clock in the night, retreated and the father retired at ten o' clock in the night and told me that for that very reason, the child was alone all night and I was deeply grateful that I took care of him all night long. He said thank you so much for keeping an eye on him.

1:36:54 I obviously received her thanks. I told him that it had been nothing and that, at the end of the day, it was my job, but that it was not only me, that the child' s mother had come during the night, that the two nights that that child spent in that hospital room. He didn' t, he only did it in his mother' s company. And it was at this point that the father took a defensive stance, like he got angry. He told me that there are very delicate issues, which are not good to touch and that, please, I had to respect those issues that I did not walk by telling lies. Of course I was very puzzled, I told her, but it' s not lies.

1:37:45 Sir, I came every night and I took care of him. I was aware of his symptoms and everything that belongs to me, but the one who sat on the side of the bed all night long was his mother. It wasn' t me. And it' s at this point that this teenager interrupts us and tells Father See I told you Mom, she comes to see me you don' t believe me but I smell her, I listen to her, I feel her. She comes to see me from time to time and comes much more often. When I' m sick, grandmas step in and take the kid away. The father frankly had a face like he couldn' t process everything they were telling him. He told me it was impossible for the child' s mother to have been with him all night.

1:38:45 I answered him, but why does it happen to him? I can vouch for that. I saw her every night. He explained to me that this boy' s mother had passed away when he was six years old, just over a decade ago. After telling me this, she asked me a favor that if it was true what I was telling her, they would give me the particular signs on the face of how that woman looked, if I had seen her closely. I tell her it was dark, but if I could see her well, she didn' t talk to me. We didn' t talk to each other a single word, but if we look at each other she had a mark on her eyebrow, on her right eyebrow, almost in the fall, it was like she was a very thin scratch, she had a mole under her nose, almost brushing her upper lip and had a slightly split chin. Her hair was brown and her skin was pearly. In telling him all this, the man simply breaks to cry and tells me that yes indeed, that was his wife. We didn' t know each other at all, so I couldn' t have seen a picture. I couldn

1:40:18 ' t have met her. He retired saying that he would believe his son more often when he told him that the mother came to see him. I didn' t know how to digest this, but some time later I started to think that maybe our loved ones are wherever they are, maybe they continue to care for us, maybe only in the most difficult moments or infirmity, when we think we are alone, They are beside us, just like that young man who had his mother aside. Grace is for hearing my story.

1:41:01 Greetings to all of you. Not only in large hospitals, in hospitals we could say of cities, strange things happen, although it is a greater number of people who die day by day, also in rural hospitals, in hospitals that do not have so much technology, unfortunately, or even so many doctors or nurses, so many people who are dedicated to this world of health are not supplied with the number of people who arrive in these hospitals. Such is the case of this nurse, who says that in her hospital there is a certain legend, a certain legend that many of her colleagues say they have already lived it, a legend about a child who does not leave the hospital that is presented daily in this one and not only to the staff, but also to the patients and that, depending on how you are as a person, it is how this one will treat you. If you are a good person, your experience with him may be very pleasant. On the contrary, if you are a bad person, this experience may result in a real nightmare hello.

1:42:34 My name is Diana Santiago. My experience goes back to those years when I worked as a nurse. I was a nurse in a social insurance institution, in the hospital where I was in it was not very large, it was not like one of these large hospitals from different areas, all because of the logistics of it. It was located in some municipalities which, to tell the truth, there was not much wealth, not even close. There were cities, big shops. Most of the employees who worked there worked as workers and other things. The jobs in that place were not very well paid and that was very much reflected in the quality of the families. Children, women, pregnant women, and even men with eating problems often arrived. These problems were almost always because they did not eat well or ate things that were not in good condition. Anyway, as you know everything, or, patients who needed surgery or required some treatment that was highly specialized were sent to another hospital.

1:44:11 While people remained in detention, most of them did not stay long. Once I have explained this to you, now I want to tell you about the experiences that are told in that hospital. As I told you and clarified, at first, many of the people who arrived were mostly due to eating problems and we could also add hygiene problems to them. There were some diseases around, such as influenza and other things. On one occasion and this is a story that is told in the hospital a child arrived. A child in the company of two women. These two women presented themselves as one that was the neighbor and the other that was the mother of the child. This child, as well as a number of other cases, presented serious problems, but not just feeding. This boy noticed that he had not eaten in many days.

1:45:24 His skin was attached to the bones, he was totally malnourished, he was in a very serious state, but at the end of the day, they couldn' t attend to him. Or, well, they already had it inside, but the medical tension denied it. Passe. Turns out the child' s father had been out of work for a few months and obviously the insurance had expired. There were no more hospitals nearby and, in an act that no one understands, the two women disappeared. They left without the child left him abandoned in that hospital. Obviously, the medical staff couldn' t do much and after a few minutes, as if the child was simply waiting to get to the hospital to leave this world, he died in the early morning at 2 a m. The story told in the hospital is that this child was dressed in rags, dirty, torn clothes. Practically a street child, no family member of his, no friend or close relative went for

1:46:55 him. The child was abandoned and no one claimed his body. This kid named Joel, his name is known from the insurance papers. Practically no family, the father never showed up, neither did the mother, and it is said that Joel' s body was buried behind the hospital' s back. This part. Obviously, I don' t believe it, because it sounds very creepy and sounds very surreal, but at least that' s what you tell yourself. I had worked in a hospital for about three years. I knew this story, but something paranormal would happen to me. It really didn ' t happen to me. But, however, it did happen to some of my colleagues. From time to time one said that he saw a child running down the halls ho laughs coming from one room and after another, but from one child. This always happened. Two o' clock in the morning.

1:48:15 It was said that he was a joel and that at that time he came out more than anything, because it was the time when he died. While we, the hospital staff, the nurses, the nurses, the paramedics, the doctors, are said to have always seen this silhouette some How many patients had an experience even one step further. They didn' t see just silhouettes. These patients had an interaction with this child. And right now I ' m going to tell you two cases. One of them, anyway, I wasn' t a witness. It was a man, a man out there, his forties, who was very rude to nurses. I know because there were some comrades who treated him, compañeras who are older than me and say this story was real. This man shouted at them and even at her, but also at his own family members. He was one of those guys who was very cranky, one of those guys who basically didn' t like anyone. This man, after two days, began to be tormented by this

1:49:50 child. The first night, this man started screaming. He started screaming insatiably over and over again, over and over again. Obviously, the staff went immediately and what this man told them is that a child with a very frightening appearance, with white eyes, with greyish skin throwing him dark with a demonic look. According to him, he had taken it from his legs and pulled it out of his bed. He says he got caught up in bed.

1:50:32 The staff who were there did not find a logical explanation, although it was said of joel it did not pass beyond a legend or a myth, a simple tale of terror that was told because, to tell the truth, some nurses can not even give the assurance that that child had existed was like an urban legend of n hospital, but already at this moment the patients were having contact with him. This man was not merely tormented one night. There were several of them for the whole time that he was there, they unscrewed him, they pulled him on both legs and hands, and other times he just looked like the boy from front to foot in his bed looking at him in the darkness of the room. As I explained to you, this hospital is a small hospital, so patients who stay in the hospital do not simply have a room for each one. This gentleman, who was accompanied by more patients in a row, said that he saw a child, but the other patients who were near and even next to it, they, on the other hand, saw nothing. They simply listened to the man as he was frightened,

1:52:09 but they were not able to verify the information he gave. In time, this man left the hospital and his story was there, but soon another man, a worker, entered. This worker quite the opposite of what that man owed. He made contact with Joel. He spoke to this child, but his experience was not a nightmare. He says that the first time he saw Joel was when he entered the room and sat almost on the foot of the bed. He saw a child, a child who could be seen in a street situation, his clothes torn, his dirty clothes, some dirt on his face. He didn' t look demonic at all. He spoke to this child and somehow, this child moved him to get better, that is, this child simply came in to give him encouragement and that thanks to this child he says that he was able to heal or more than anything, to have the initiative to heal himself sooner than expected. When he was discharged, this man asked for this child why, although it is not that he went every night his visit if he was concurrent, perhaps one day he would go,

1:53:39 another day not and another day like that. And that' s how he took it when he asked about this kid already when he was dating. None of the nurses for doctors and even watchful and intent, none of them were able to give him any answer, even though many knew who it was. Obviously, they weren' t going to tell the patient that he' d talked to a ghost. Time passed and here I do want to talk to you about an experience that I did witness. It happens that one of these days I was in this area caring precisely for a child, a child who had had a knee problem. It was nothing serious, but one night had to be waited there for the next day to discharge in the afternoon, more than anything else to have it observed. What caught my attention that night was that, while I was preparing everything, I was on my back to that room where that child and other patients, a few of them, were, were close to 2 a m in the morning. Practically when I realize that the child I was caring for is playing at that moment throws a ball to

1:55:15 one end. I' m obviously looking at the door frame. What I can see doesn' t cover everything. I see the ball passing from one side and then it turns back, but it doesn' t roll back. He turns around like someone' s selling it back to him. What I thought at the time was that this kid didn' t want to sleep and that another patient was following the game. They were both playing with the ball and I had to go calm them down. At the end of the day, they had to rest. You can' t let them out all night.

1:55:59 But when I go to this room, I realize that the child has the ball and is awake, but on the other side there is no one in front of the child. There was no patient, there was no person who could throw the ball back. What I thought at the time was that the boy was hitting the wall and the wall itself was returning him to the ball. But this explanation was not very incongruous. In the first place because he was hit by the wall and returned. It had to ring the ball hitting the wall and at that time it didn' t ring. It sounded more or less like when someone used to slap her, they didn' t make much noise, like they were playing silently. And it' s at this point that I approach her and ask her who she was playing with, or she' s probably raising the ball to the wall or the floor.

1:57:09 But this child who answers me simply leaves me with a chill, because I had not believed in this legend. I didn' t believe in the legend of joel For me it was simply a tale of terror. But that child answers me that he had been playing with another child, a child who had his clothes torn or a child who was noticed to live on the street and this child told him what he called under him. Obviously, I united all this and it is more than clear that that spirit, at least for me, is not a legend, It is not a story that is simply told to have, so to speak, an urban legend in the hospital. I am more than sure that there are souls who get lost in one place and stay in this, just as that child did, That joel child right now is in that hospital and I think he knows how to differentiate very well, since the bad people, the people who are rude, the people who violence the others, he does mischief to them at two o' clock in the

1:58:44 morning, while, on the contrary, as happened to that worker or to the same child, who was my patient, joel appears with them, but does not torment them, does not scare them. Sometimes they are encouraged, sometimes they play with them. In short, that there is some ghost in such a place is no guarantee that it will scare. I think it' s going to depend more on the person you are and depending on that it ' s going to be the manifestation of this one. That was my story.

1:59:27 Thank you for listening to her.