I will tell you how she died and then ghost experience for the story to make sense.
It was a cold night and Bella loved eating things in the dirt. I had previously owned a garden with snail pellets and to a puppy at 11 weeks old they could kill her.
One night, a Saturday, after my favorite AFL (footy) team had lost we went home and Bella was sick. We couldn't do much more for her since the vet was shut so we gave her some milk, as a treat, and went inside. I stayed back for a while and held her face close to me "I promise I will come back out after I have dinner." But I never came out. We later went out to find her, dead. I felt so guilty about my promise.
A few weeks later I was outside one night playing and it started getting dark but I didn't notice. I soon realized I was out in the dark, alone. I heard a whimpering sound behind me so I turned around. There, standing in the white street lamp light, was my baby Bella. I could see right through her. She had a pleading look like she wanted me to not feel guilty anymore. She walked up to me but I was frozen on the spot, dumbfounded. I got so scared I ran inside and told my mum. She didn't believe me so I left it at that. The next night I went out there and said "I am sorry Bella. I am sorry I broke my promise."
She must have left the night I first saw her cause I didn't see her then or since. She died 2 years ago and I just found this site to share my story with. I need answers. Please.
Do you think she was trying to make me not feel guilty? To not be afraid of the dark outside anymore?