When I was six I had an imaginary friend. One day he showed me his grave. He died in 1875 and it really freaked me out. Then I got used to seeing him. I never really told anyone this before. How do you tell someone that half the people you see are dead.
My sophomore year of college I had several terrifying encounters with the ghost of a young woman who died in my dorm room. I felt like I was losing my mind. My visions soon attracted the attention of the Others, they recognized what was happening to me and helped me cope with my special ability to see into the past and the afterlife.
