{"id":15751,"date":"2025-12-11T19:03:59","date_gmt":"2025-12-11T18:03:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/insdertosa\/?p=15751"},"modified":"2025-12-11T19:03:59","modified_gmt":"2025-12-11T18:03:59","slug":"hay-un-monstruo-en-mi-cuarto-de-pol-andres-narracio-guanyadora-del-concurs-de-relats-de-linstitut-despuig-en-llengua-castellana","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/insdertosa\/portada\/hay-un-monstruo-en-mi-cuarto-de-pol-andres-narracio-guanyadora-del-concurs-de-relats-de-linstitut-despuig-en-llengua-castellana\/","title":{"rendered":"Hay un monstruo en mi cuarto, de Pol Andr\u00e9s, narraci\u00f3 guanyadora del Concurs de relats de l&#8217;institut Despuig en llengua castellana"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/insdertosa\/wp-content\/uploads\/usu144\/2025\/12\/1-1.webp\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-15752\" src=\"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/insdertosa\/wp-content\/uploads\/usu144\/2025\/12\/1-1.webp\" alt=\"\" width=\"474\" height=\"355\" srcset=\"https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/insdertosa\/wp-content\/uploads\/usu144\/2025\/12\/1-1.webp 474w, https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/insdertosa\/wp-content\/uploads\/usu144\/2025\/12\/1-1-300x225.webp 300w, https:\/\/agora.xtec.cat\/insdertosa\/wp-content\/uploads\/usu144\/2025\/12\/1-1-200x150.webp 200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 474px) 100vw, 474px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Hay un monstruo en mi cuarto. Lo sent\u00ed la primera noche en la que la lluvia golpeaba<br \/>\nlos cristales, como si quisiera entrar. Las sombras alargadas de mi habitaci\u00f3n danzaban al<br \/>\nritmo de los truenos. Una brisa g\u00e9lida se colaba por la puerta entreabierta y se deslizaba por<br \/>\nmis pies, como si alguien respirara junto a ellos.<br \/>\nEntonces lo o\u00ed. Pasos pesados, que se acercaban lentamente. Me maldije por no haber<br \/>\ncerrado la puerta, y ah\u00ed aparecieron, unos ojos p\u00e1lidos, emergiendo de la oscuridad<br \/>\nlentamente. No era una pesadilla, lo s\u00e9 porque el reloj segu\u00eda marcando la una y veintisiete<br \/>\ny el agua segu\u00eda cayendo, vigilante. Todo era real.<br \/>\nDesde entonces, el monstruo viene todas las noches. Lo escucho moverse en la<br \/>\nhabitaci\u00f3n, tambaleante, torpe, respirando como si cada aliento le doliera. A veces tropieza<br \/>\ncon mis juguetes. A veces murmura, y entre esos murmullos dice mi nombre. Me dice que<br \/>\ntenga miedo, que mire.<br \/>\nYo intento no hacerlo, pero hay noches en que la curiosidad es m\u00e1s fuerte que el<br \/>\np\u00e1nico. Levanto apenas el borde del edred\u00f3n y ah\u00ed est\u00e1. Su rostro es ceniza. Su sonrisa<br \/>\ntorcida y h\u00fameda. En sus ojos hay brillo, como la llama de una vela en un s\u00f3tano. Y me<br \/>\nsusurra que no diga nada.<br \/>\nEl aire se vuelve espeso y dif\u00edcil de respirar. Los pasos del pasillo se clavan en el<br \/>\nparquet, y cuando grito el nombre de mi mam\u00e1, nadie contesta.<br \/>\nEntonces el monstruo regresa. Su sombra, junto con su olor, llenan toda la habitaci\u00f3n.<br \/>\nYo cierro los ojos y me hundo en la cama, pero sigo oyendo su voz. Ya no suena como<br \/>\nantes; suena m\u00e1s grave, m\u00e1s cercana. Huele a sudor y algo dulce pero podrido. El<br \/>\nmonstruo me toca el hombro, y noto como sus asquerosas garras rasgan lentamente la tela<br \/>\nde mi s\u00e1bana. Su enferma respiraci\u00f3n golpea mi nuca y el vello de mis brazos se eriza. A<br \/>\npesar de tener los ojos cubiertos, imagino sus pupilas dilat\u00e1ndose y una inquietante sonrisa<br \/>\nesboz\u00e1ndose en su boca rancia. Y antes que la oscuridad se cierre del todo, comprendo<br \/>\nque no hay un monstruo en mi cuarto. El monstruo siempre ha estado ah\u00ed. Solo que mam\u00e1<br \/>\nha aprendido a no mirarlo.<\/p>\n<p>POL ANDR\u00c9S, 1r batxillerat C<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hay un monstruo en mi cuarto. Lo sent\u00ed la primera noche en la que la lluvia golpeaba los cristales, como si quisiera entrar. Las sombras alargadas de mi habitaci\u00f3n danzaban al ritmo de los truenos. 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