Jul 2, 2026 · 43 min · 10 segments
Welcome to Chiquisode #8! This is where we share stories sent in by you: our listeners. This time around, so many of you write in about loved ones who visited in dreams after they had passed. Some of…
you i'm excited we've been going over listening or well reading your guys's stories that you've sent to our email yeah and some of them that have been sitting in our instagram for a while and we want to talk about them today with you all yes do you want to go first um sure i can yeah so this is this was sent in by our prima so it begins hola primos i just want to say i love the podcast i'm always listening to you guys in my office i even got my boss to listen to you guys he literally grabs all of his paperwork and he works in my office to listen to you guys with me anyways let me tell you please keep me anon oh she didn't want me to say her name
i can bleep
it out it's okay
Okay.
I do not want my family coming at me for what I'm about to explain.
They do not believe in the paranormal or anything I'm about to explain lol.
So last year, January 2022...
It's been a while.
This one's been sitting in the email for a while.
Sorry.
Unfortunately, my grandma passed the year before due to COVID.
So since I was her favorite, she had written in her will that I was going to keep her house in Mexico.
So last year, I went to put the house under my name.
Keep in mind, her house is on the last street of the rancho.
This rancho is full with all the elders, so the last street and the second to last are technically locked up due to several passings.
meaning whoever the new owner of the houses are they lock the house from the inside so nobody goes into the house to steal anything.
So I went and stayed in my grandma's house.
My uncle and his wife and their two daughters stayed with me.
When I walked into the house for the first time it felt like she never left.
Her smell was still roaming around and her dresser with the necklaces and rings spread out on the tocador.
When I was left alone in her room I cried and at the very end of her bed I kneeled and started crying knowing I lost my best friend.
I kept crying and a very small sound was heard from the kitchen, like if someone was getting up from the plastic chairs when she would have company over.
I thought it was my cousin, just wandering around the house.
I continued crying and then I started praying.
you i'm excited we've been going over listening or well reading your guys's stories that you've sent to our email yeah and some of them that have been sitting in our instagram for a while and we want to talk about them today with you all yes do you want to go first um sure i can yeah so this is this was sent in by our prima so it begins hola primos i just want to say i love the podcast i'm always listening to you guys in my office i even got my boss to listen to you guys he literally grabs all of his paperwork and he works in my office to listen to you guys with me anyways let me tell you please keep me anon oh she didn't want me to say her name
i can bleep
it out it's okay
Okay.
I do not want my family coming at me for what I'm about to explain.
They do not believe in the paranormal or anything I'm about to explain lol.
So last year, January 2022...
It's been a while.
This one's been sitting in the email for a while.
Sorry.
Unfortunately, my grandma passed the year before due to COVID.
So since I was her favorite, she had written in her will that I was going to keep her house in Mexico.
So last year, I went to put the house under my name.
Keep in mind, her house is on the last street of the rancho.
This rancho is full with all the elders, so the last street and the second to last are technically locked up due to several passings.
meaning whoever the new owner of the houses are they lock the house from the inside so nobody goes into the house to steal anything.
So I went and stayed in my grandma's house.
My uncle and his wife and their two daughters stayed with me.
When I walked into the house for the first time it felt like she never left.
Her smell was still roaming around and her dresser with the necklaces and rings spread out on the tocador.
When I was left alone in her room I cried and at the very end of her bed I kneeled and started crying knowing I lost my best friend.
I kept crying and a very small sound was heard from the kitchen, like if someone was getting up from the plastic chairs when she would have company over.
I thought it was my cousin, just wandering around the house.
I continued crying and then I started praying.
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