I realized I had a gift when I was about 7. I use to talk to a small girl about my size and her name was Alexa. She would tell me things about her family and no one else could see her. As I got older I continued to be able to see and hear things that weren't "there". I honestly thought I was crazy until one day I decided to share my gift with a close friend of mine and I told her that I wasn't sure how to take this gift. So in order to see whether or not my gift was a figment of my imagination or it was real we decided to do some exercises. We sit in her house and I started describing a man and his gold pocket watch. I talked for about 30 minutes about this man and his description and how he felt. After I was done I noticed she was crying. I had just been validated because that man was in fact her Papa.
About 5 months ago, I read about a cemetery in a nearby town. After reading the article I felt the intense need to go there. I couldn't wait, it was almost like I was excited. I got in the car with a good friend I trusted to tell about my psychic abilities and I went. When I got the cemetery I immediately saw a rather tall man with a plaid shirt and he looked very dominating. He stared through my windshield from the gate of the cemetery directly at me. My friend Ashley who was with me could not see him.
I have gone to the cemetery many times since then, sometimes by myself, to see if there is something I am suppose to do there. I have come to realize that the man's name is John and last time I was there I found his headstone. I'm not sure if he wants me to help him crossover or if he is drawing me there because he has a message for someone. Whatever the reason, I cannot get John out of my head and I'm not sure how to deal with this. I'm going back to the cemetery tonight to try and speak with him, to see if this is a good or bad spirit and to try to understand what he wants.