Lost Girl

When I was a little girl I had tons of imaginary friends. Unbeknownst to me, they weren't imaginary at all. They were the ghosts I lived with. My family thought I was insane when I told them I was a medium. They told me that people don't see ghosts and anyone who did was clearly losing their mind. That is until my grandmother passed away and I was able to tell them what was in her will before we had the reading of it. She had been my only supporter, my lifeline as a teen and into my early twenties. She told me once she had the ability to see them once, long ago. However, because she was told she was crazy she ignored her gifts and they slowly went away, never to be used again. So, after she died and left me everything she had, I did what any reasonable 22-year-old would do. I sold the house and bought one in LA. Nobody knew me there, I could start over and believe me when I say, I really started over.