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0:05 In Easter, free walks take you to different recognized places because they keep a peculiar history. The announcement said that on Holy Friday, at five o' clock in the afternoon, the tour began in the center of Guadalajara. It was necessary to bring water to stay hydrated, as the temperature at that time increases considerably. The appointment was outside the cathedral. I thought few people were meeting, but I was surprised to see a large group of people. The guide arrived very punctually at the right time as we were outside the cathedral.

0:45 There began the first legend within the church. In addition to many religious images, there was a little girl inside a Crystal box, known as Saint Innocent, a little girl who we had a great desire to make her first communion. When he told his father his intentions of wanting to receive the sacrament of communion, he was very upset. He banned her from doing it. Innocent, with the great interest that caused him to make his first communion, he prepared himself by sneaking away to the catechism. When he finished the whole course, one of the nuns helped him get his white dress. As he knew his father disagreed, he made the first communion in secret from him. When his father found out furious, he stuck a knife in his chest, taking his life. At the entrance of the cathedral is the image of the girl in her white dress. I was not very surprised to hear the guide talk about this legend because it was well known in the city. Like any legend that has passed from generation to generation, through oral communication, it has variants that change the story a little. We continue to visit different emblematic buildings, as well as several temples. The tour was about to end. The guide had already darkened. After four hours of being with us, he said goodbye, but before he left I approached him I saw a temple that caught my

2:16 attention. I had seen him passing by the center, but I didn' t know his name. I asked the guide what his name was and he told me it was the Sanctuary of St Joseph. Of grace, I asked him if the temple had any particular history, but he replied that the Church did not have an ancient architecture, recognized as a historical monument, but there was nothing more to tell. I thanked the guide and he left. I sat on a bench admiring the great work done by the architects. At that moment I saw a woman come out and I decided to come in and meet him inside. When I wanted to pull into the gate of the jail it was not possible. I tried for several times without getting it. I didn ' t understand because a few minutes earlier I had just seen a woman leave.

3:09 I' ve been outside the church for a long time. It really was a very big size. I felt a little strange. Suddenly I thought I saw someone peeking at the highest window. When I got more attention, I wasn' t there anymore. I didn' t know if I really saw her or just got confused. It was getting late. I picked up my stuff to go to the apartment. The apartment was not very close, but if I walked quickly for fifteen minutes it would arrive at a good time. The streets were already alone. As I walked, I heard a woman ' s heels turning around to see who it was, there was no one, so I left faster. Upon arriving at the Avenue I felt more trans calm, although there was not much traffic in that part of the city.

4:03 The streets were no longer empty those days, the department had it for me alone. My two companions had gone with their families. I was only given a day off on Friday, so I couldn' t go with my family because the next day I had a job. As soon as I opened the door, the cat greeted me with a mauling. I wasn' t sleepy and I started watching a show on TV. The cat settled next to me and I just relaxed. I' d rather watch TV in the dark. I just left the kitchen light on. As I watched television, I began to hear a murmur. I took the volume off TV to find out what caused that sound. I heard someone praying. I had no idea where the prayer came from if there was no one else inside the apartment. I thought maybe someone was outside. I opened the window to see if there was anyone, but I didn' t find anyone. I remembered that my neighbor was an elderly lady, who was very religious. I thought she was probably the one praying. I resumed my program and continued to watch it accompanied by my cat, it was not long before I fell asleep on the couch until a whisper woke me up. It was as if someone had spoken to me in the ear. I stood still trying to identify what I heard. My cat

5:38 stood up and lifted his back while he was in an attack posture I hugged him and sat looking everywhere. Whoever was inside the first thing I thought was an intruder. But it was not easy to get into the apartment, because at the entrance there were two doors, one iron door and the other wooden door, which had two safe horseshoes and through the large glass window that had an iron protection, which was difficult for anyone to enter. Besides, I was on the second floor. Even though everything was kept in order, I was afraid. I saw the clock was 3: 30 in the morning. Embracing my cat, I couldn' t explain what I had heard. Since I couldn' t see anything abnormal, I thought it might have been a dream and the whisper was part of it. As everything went on calmly.

6:31 I was calming down giving a consistent explanation of what happened. I had just been convinced that everything was in order. When my phone rang, I jumped out of fear. I tried to identify who was calling me at that time, but I didn' t have that contact added. Only the number came up. I intended not to respond, but something inside me caused me to do so. I answer and they answer me on the other side of the line. Please help me, I' m lost. It was the voice of a woman asking me for help, but the call was cut off before she could tell me anything else. There was a sound of interference that bothered me a lot. I pulled the phone out of my ear. When I wanted to resume the call they had already hung up within a few minutes.

7:26 My phone rang again. It was the same number I had dialed a few moments before. With fear. I answered the call, but I couldn' t hear any voice anymore. Again, the same annoying sound forced me to hang up the dream. I was completely freaked out. I was trying to understand who the caller might have been. I thought of my two roommates, but they were attached to my contacts and their names would have appeared. I was awake hugging my cat until he walked away from my arms and started mauling near the window. He started purring like there was someone near the window.

8:11 She was rubbing herself in the curtain, I talked to her to come with me, but she kept mauling. Suddenly he became alert and defensive, as if he had seen someone else. But we were just both inside the apartment. I couldn' t understand my cat' s erratic behavior. It was the first time I had done that, just the night we were alone, and to top it off, it started to make a very strong air. The sky was completely cloudy. You couldn' t see the moon or the stars. The strong wind abruptly opened the window. Surely she had only left it paired, because, as she had her protection, she did not run the risk of someone jumping in and out. With the burst of air that entered the place and with the movement of the curtain, it fell several ornaments that were nearby, among them a vase containing fresh flowers. I went for the sandals so I could pick up the pieces of glass from the broken vase, as well as the mop. When I got back from the balcony, the spotlights in the apartment went out immediately. It was all gloomy. I turned on the lamp on my cell phone, especially to collect the crystals on my knees I started to pick up one by one. When I started to notice that from the vase water there were wet footprints, as if someone had stepped on the water and was walking towards the room of one of my companions.

9:45 I couldn' t get up with that right away. I hugged my cat and got into my room. I locked the door for whatever was in the living room. I couldn' t go in like this. I sat in bed waiting for dawn. As soon as I saw it was a good time to talk on the phone, I marked my mother. I told him everything. He listened attentively to what I was saying. When I was calmer, he asked me what I had done differently in the last few days. I was a little confused about your question, but I replied that the same thing always worked, studied and left. Sometimes he asked me to remember what I had done that day, since nothing strange had happened to me before.

10:33 My mom also told me that if I had someone to trust in the building to explain what had happened to me, maybe it was an event that had happened before and if so, I could know what it was about. On the first floor I had a friend who Pepe was telling him he had been living there longer than I did, so I texted him if he had experienced strange things in the time he was living there, but he replied that no and when he told me why I was asking him, that was that I confessed to him what happened and he told me again that I had not seen anything, but that if I needed help, I could count on him.

11:20 I was frustrated because I couldn' t make sense of what happened in the morning. I was hoping that at night it would no longer happen, as I thought it would only happen that time and that perhaps it had blown my imagination away. And what I saw related it to a paranormal fact, as I was very afraid of the darkness and when I felt nervous, I was susceptible to overscaring. That' s probably what happened the night before. I didn' t want to dig into it anymore. I forgot about what happened and went to work as it was Saturday. I was only in the office until 2: 00 in the afternoon. My co- worker invited me out to eat so I wouldn' t be alone for long. I took her word for it and we went out for coffee together. The talk was pleasant and the time left without realizing it until the lightnings again announced the rain.

12:20 The coffee was near my apartment. I told my friend that if she wanted to, we' d go together to watch a movie. She accepted and we walked ahead of schedule. The rain broke loose with force. There was a snow business we got in to protect ourselves from the water. We stayed there while the storm was passing. What I didn' t realize was that the snow place was in front of Mr San Jose' s sanctuary. I was attentive when I saw the woman again the day before she left the temple dressed in black and with her head covered by a veil of the same color. I was sure. It was the same target woman. When I turned to look at my friend to point to that woman and return, the look was gone. Without worrying about the rain, I ran out to try to open the gate and gate of the temple, but again I couldn' t do it. I didn' t understand how that woman could leave the temple and leave everything closed. When I told my friend that I found it very strange that that woman could get out and I couldn' t get in, her words made sense. She told me that maybe she was in charge of closing the church. That' s why, when I wanted in, I couldn' t. I was made congruent what he told me as the rain slowed down. We didn' t get out of the snow to go to my apartment. Only a slight drizzle fell along the way. I told my

13:52 partner what happened to me the night before. She was shocked with the comment and she told me that some soul of purgatory, but she was asking me for help. I must confess that I am not a connoisseur of the Catholic religion. I stopped professing any religion for many years. The little he knew was that the souls of purgatory were between two worlds, that of the dead and that of the living, because they were still serving a sentence for their sins and when they cleansed their soul, they could ascend to heaven. With everything my friend told me, my fear had already returned to me, but I felt safe with her company. When we entered the apartment, everything was in order, just as I had left it. I played with my friend a board game that took us longer than expected. When we saw it was past eleven o' clock at night, I offered him the option of staying in the apartment. She thanked me, but she didn' t accept.

14:54 As soon as we finished the game, my friend said goodbye to me and left. It had barely been a few minutes. When I saw my cat rubbing back in the curtain. Like when I came back from work, I was mauling for more attention. I closed the window to keep it from happening to me the night before. Suddenly I felt a gust of iced air. I didn' t know where it came from, because I had been careful to close all the windows, but everything was quiet until I saw my cat walking into a room. This time the light didn' t go out. It was possible that he saw the wet tracks on the floor again. I had no doubt about it. Someone had entered the apartment and my cat could see it. Nothing else happened. I could even fall asleep, but at 3: 30 in the morning the phone rang again. It was the same number the night before. With great fear I answered was the voice of a woman who told me that I needed help to please help her. I was lost. I didn' t know where he was and the communication was cut off. This time I had no doubt. All I could think of was talking to my friend. She knew more about purgatory souls than I did.

16:18 I was so desperate and scared that I didn' t even think it was right to call at that time. The first time I checked, he didn ' t answer I assumed he' d already fallen asleep. In the second attempt she replied immediately to me I brought her up to speed with what was happening in the department. She was quiet within a few seconds She told me to pay attention to any detail. I had already realized that something abnormal was going on in my apartment. Now he had to know what appeared and what his purpose was. That' s the only way I could act. My friend' s words were so sure, even though it was not or so simple to carry it out. Just because I thought something was inside the apartment, I was horrified. The rest of the night was quiet, but it was very difficult for me to sleep. I was awake after the call I got. I got up early looking for an indication of something that would lead me to understand what was going on, but I found nothing. The only weird thing was that my cat had a weird behavior. I was walking from one side to the other in the mauling department. I felt like I was following someone. I couldn' t handle that anymore, and I went with Pepe to his apartment. Upon arrival, he asked me if everything was all right. I told him I was a little scared of being in the apartment.

17:47 He invited me in and he set my chair so I could sleep what was missing from the night. There, the rest of Sunday I stayed in his apartment. Already in the afternoon I returned one of my roommates. Anna had already returned from her village. When I entered the apartment, I was relieved to listen to music inside. I was no longer afraid. When she came out of the bath, she told me she liked the music, which I put a little shocked. I asked her if she hadn' t played the music and she told me she hadn' t. Ana saw how I began to get nervous and turn around. I couldn' t do that I told him what had happened to me during the days of his absence. Anna sighed and kept thinking with a low, trembling voice. I told him someone was inside the apartment. I had already noticed, but I wanted to think that everything was the product of my nerves, but it was real ana.

18:45 He was very sympathetic to me. He asked me to give him the details of how he started everything, because before he left with his family nothing strange had happened. Before concluding with my account, I told her about the Black lady, but I didn' t think she had anything to do with it. Maybe when I went on the legend tour, some spirit had hit me, but he didn' t tell me anything anymore. He looked at his watch It was going to be eight o' clock at night, grabbed his backpack and asked me to go to the Temple of St Joseph. De Gracia we sat on a bench of the walker that was in front of the temple.

19:26 We saw when the sacristan closed the temple. I intended to go talk to him, but my friend asked me not to. I didn' t understand why he didn' t want to, as I thought he could remove a lot of doubts from us at nine o' clock we saw when the woman dressed in black came out of the temple. This time I could see more details of her. He brought some low heel slippers with black stockings, his dress under his knee and his head covered with a sevillana. She walked the other side of the subject. She gave me the sign that we were behind her in the corner. The woman turned around. We ran so we wouldn' t lose sight of her. However, when we turned the corner it was gone. We walked all over the street looking for signs of her presence, but she wasn' t there. Ana told me that woman was all the explanation for what was happening to me. I began to feel a chill that ran through my spine. I was even cold. It started to rain slightly. We left the church immediately before arriving at the apartment. The rain became stronger, but we were already a few steps from the building.

20:47 As we entered the apartment, we noticed some wet prints on the floor. Without saying anything. I pointed my finger at Ana and she just nodded within a few minutes. As they eat or, even hearing the murmurs were barely audible. It seemed that one person was praying the rosary the sound came from the balcony of the apartment. With great caution we went to the place. There she was. It was a blurry vision, but it was the same woman in the church. I was in deep prayer. We couldn' t handle that We ran out of the apartment. The only thing that occurred to me was to come down with pepe I touched several times at his door, but no one responded. He probably wasn' t there. We didn' t know what to do. The rain became stronger. It was not feasible to go out on the street. We went back to the apartment, but we didn' t go in. We sat outside in the hallway trying to find an explanation for what we experienced all of a sudden. We clearly heard someone' s footsteps in heels. Ana saw me scared again. I was just like her. The heeling ca was heard more and more distant until it ceased to be heard in a low voice. I told him he was gone and I asked him if we were going in. Ana didn' t even answer me. He just opened the door. We got into it with caution.

22:14 I had the feeling that at any moment I would see her again a scent of flowers invaded the place. Ana told me that what was going around the house was about a soul in sorrow. I told her that the next morning we were going to talk to a priest or the sacristan to talk to us about that woman and then we lit a candlestick that Anne had in her room. She told me the candlestick was blessed, she had given it to her. Her mother wept her out and Anna swung to pray a father of ours and a bird of ours. I kept seeing her strange. He stopped praying to tell me to do the same. I had a long time that I didn' t. Together we made a brief prayer. Anna lit an incense and took it all over the apartment and then put it on the candlestick.

23:07 What she did worked because nothing strange happened, except that in the morning at the same time the phone rang. It was exactly the same as the previous two nights. Ana listened when I screamed and asked me to calm down. The next day we would go to church together and everything would be settled. I asked him to sleep with me. I found it easier to fall asleep, but later some noises outside the room woke me up. I moved Ana with intensity. I told him someone was out in a lot of fear.

23:48 We' re out. Ana was wearing the candlestick. When we saw fatima, our other roommate. Both Ana and I cried out of the fear that gave us to see the stop in the dark. Fati also screamed when we were scared. She started to ask us what we were doing and I brought her up to speed with what was going on. Fatima was a believer in energies and spirits. It was easier for her to accept the idea that a pitiful soul was asking for our help. The important thing was to know what I needed, because I even made calls for help. What was left of the night I could sleep calmly, while the three of us were there and I had a dream where I saw a woman crying. I woke up with a very great sense of desolation. It was as if the woman of sleep had conveyed all her sadness to me. Besides, I was upset, but I didn' t know what it was as soon as I was.

24:52 I heard one of my roommates got up. I left my room to tell him what I had dreamed was fatima. When I told her everything she felt, she replied that she had the answer. He was a helpless being who was asking for help. He felt it in his energy, at work. I asked permission to leave a little earlier. I intended to find someone to help me, to tell me about that woman who called me in the early morning asking for help. Upon arriving at the temple it was open. I went in and sat on one of the benches. Three ladies were on the front bench praying the rosary while I had the ladies murmuring in my background.

25:37 I admired the beauty of the place, full of baroque ornaments everywhere, with its large images decorated with golden frames all of a sudden. I saw a priest headed for the exit immediately I called him He was surprised by the way I reached him so abruptly. I asked him for his help. I told him I couldn' t handle what happened to me. The man saw his watch. He told me he had a few minutes to listen to me. We went to sit on the last bench so we wouldn' t interrupt the women in their prayers. I told him everything that happened to me. For a moment I was afraid the father would think it was all my inventions, but his face revealed to me that it was not the first time that it happened, because he smiled. When I finished my account, he gave me an explanation of the blessed souls of purgatory. But he mostly told me about the woman. A long time ago, when I arrived in this parish, a woman was the one who cared for me. She was in charge of cleaning my house, making food and washing my clothes. He was a person of low stature, of thin complexion, with long hair that he always had picked up. She came here for the first time to ask me for work because her husband did not give her what it took to feed her two children.

27:02 Her husband was an alcoholic man who became aggressive when he took her. He was trying to raise money to go far away. Only time didn' t reach him one day, that man came looking for her to the parish. He almost dragged her out of his hair. I wanted to do something else for her, but I couldn' t. She stopped coming. I went to get her at her house. One of her neighbors told me a tragedy had happened. Her husband, drugged and alcoholized, had killed her and then fled with his two children without knowing anything about them. The father added that it was not the first time anyone had told him that he had seen a woman dressed in black. They even told him they see someone peeking into the dome window. He has never appeared to him, but every day hour, for the eternal rest of his master, I understood the reason why the soul of that woman could not rest, but that he followed me and that he was calling me at the same time in the morning. I didn' t know why he chose me. That was the question I asked the priest.

28:15 He replied that purgatory was a temporary state in which when a person dies and is in the grace of God but is imperfectly purified through suffering, it was how he managed to attain purification and be in the presence of God. It was probably what happened to Olivia, Black' s wife, when she got it, she was going to be saved. The father told me that if I wanted to help her, I had to offer Mass for her to pray the rosary. Among the most powerful prayers was Psalm fifty- one. He couldn' t talk to me anymore. He saw his watch say goodbye to me and left. What the father told me told me seemed to be true, but being honest, I wasn' t going to do everything he told me I could pray the psalm, but I didn' t attend Mass every day or even pray the rosary. I got a little disappointed out of the Church. Before I left I turned to see the sky because it was already clouding. That' s when I saw the face of a woman in the dome window, just like the father told me. I didn' t want to stay outside the Church any longer. Although it was a sacred place.

29:33 I was very disturbed to see a spirit coming from beyond. I walked away from the temple as quickly as I could, but I knew that leaving the place did not mean that I was away from the spirit. I was dismayed thinking what else I could do for that woman absorbed in my thoughts. I didn' t realize when I heard someone' s footsteps behind me. Only when I felt a lot of air and started to get cold, did I realize that next to me was she could see her pale, oblivious face just for a moment and she disappeared. I ran desperately to get suffocated in the apartment. I didn' t even look for my keys. I thought she was coming after me I desperately knocked The door immediately opened to me.

30:23 I walked in very fast and closed the door very hard. Fatima. It looked like a peephole, but no one was there. He asked me to sit down, tell him everything without omitting details. I told him about my meeting with the priest and that I saw the woman with her horrible pale face. Before I went to sleep, I prayed for the eternal rest of that woman' s soul, as well as Psalm fifty- one. All I did was a mixture of beliefs that somehow worked, because that night was the first night that the TV no longer sounded I could rest more calmly. Little by little they went to the women' s demonstrations in black. I only occasionally sense the smell of flowers in the house. I know from the characteristic aroma and behavior of my cat that she is there right away I light a candle and pray for her soul. I want to think he' s a white soul who thanks me, because when I perform this ritual, I feel a slight breeze and then everything disappears. I really don' t know if it' s the way to help a blessed soul of purgatory, but doing it gives me peace of mind and it manifests itself less and less only on one more occasion my phone rang, but I didn' t hear any voice.

31:49 Only a noise could prove the existence of the blessed souls of purgatory. Some people ask for help finding them or for one other problem to protect them. There are many testimonies of people who some of those blessed souls of purgatory accompanied them so that they would not be harmed. The person did not realize his presence, but others did, although they are also souls who have failed to find eternal rest, ask for help to get to be in heaven. In my personal experience I will never be able to say that I became accustomed to your presence. On the contrary, all the time I was afraid, as having an encounter with a spirit from another world is the evidence that there is a beyond story written and adapted by Adriana Cuevas