Message to my Fiance

It had been three weeks since we had moved into our new apartment in Morgantown, West Virginia and we loved it. The apartment building was a hospital built in 1934, and was operated by three separate groups over the years. Later it was sold to Metro Property Management, and is currently operated as Courtyard East apartments. However, this information was not bothersome to me or my fiancé. In fact, I found such history interesting and appealing. I was drawn to live here because of the paranormal connections that lied deep in the buildings roots.

Anyways, after a few days of being moved into the apartment, at nighttime while in bed I would feel small traces of a vibration at my feet. It felt like a cell phone was vibrating at the bottom of the bed. My fiancé was unable to feel this phenomena the first few times it occurred. However after three weeks the vibrations changed to a more intense happening. It was if someone was pressing their hand down on my bed and dragging it across the bottom of the bed. When this began it would not stop for three hours. During this time many thing went through my head. I tried to think of reasons why this would be happening. I thought, maybe it could be a pipe. So I switched ends of the bed, putting my head where my feet were, and placing my feet where my head was. The movement followed.

We were slightly bothered by the movement on the bed that was so constant. The movement only seemed to intensify over time. We began to become frightened, so we sat up and turned on the lights. I watched as my comforter was pulled at. Like someone one was trying to get our attention. My lanterns on the ceiling began to sway and my wind chime sounded. It was apparent that someone or something occupied my apartment. We turned on a movie and tried to sleep with the phenomena that night.

The next day the same thing happened. We tried to make contact by opening our bodies for the spirit to write through us. We came up with the name Gladus or Glady for short. From there we wrote a question on a piece of paper and left the room. When we returned there was a response on the paper. Our first question was “do you need help?” and “yes” was written on the paper. My natural reaction was that a spirit was trapped in this realm for some reason or another.

My fiancé and I decided to do a cleansing to purify our apartment. For a few minutes my fear dissipated, and I thought that the cleansing had worked. However that same loud movement returned to my bed. My fiancé engaged us in a ritual to open ourselves up to communicate with this spirit. After this, we sat down on the bed and began to try to communicate with the spirit. We started asking questions and the spirit communicated through the movements on the bed. We developed a system of responses through the movements on the bed.

Glady turned out be a spirit or angel that had been following my fiancé. She had been following her ever since she was diagnosed with cancer. She beat the cancer, but apparently Glady followed. She wanted our attention to reassure my fiancé that she was fine and that the cancer wasn’t coming back. Because apparently she had been worrying that the cancer was coming back.