Before I start my story I just want to mention that I had not stated in my previous stories that I had seen other ghostly sightings other then what my sister and I experienced with my mom in our old house. However, my new story will go back in time to when I was a little girl.
Many years ago, just before my parents divorced, we were living in Newcastle South Africa, I would have been 3 years old. My dad used to travel most of the time as he was employed in a coastal city which is roughly 380 km's from where we were living.
We lived in a little cottage on the property of my dad's family. The property consisted of a main house which had 4 bedrooms; a cottage which had two bedrooms; and another cottage with one bedroom. We stayed in the 1 bedroom cottage. Since my dad was always away, I used to sleep next to my mom.
Every night I would wake up to see and hear a little white dog barking at the side of the bed. (I know I was 3 but I can remember it as if it was yesterday.) This used to wake my mom and I up and she used to insist that there was no dog there. But every night, it would be the same thing. Just to mention we did not have any dogs. (I even named it "Sheep dog" - Just googled and it actually looked like a Catalan Sheep dog, maybe smaller and full white)
When my dad was home, he also said there is no dog there and I'm just being afraid of nothing. I was a little kid and I was imagining things.
I am South African Indian and as little kids our parents give us tiny knifes (they aren't sharp) that are pinned to us to keep away evil spirits, so mum said when you get scared just remember you have your knife, nothing can harm you. I don't think that helped much and I eventually became really scared and a nuisance to my parents that mum figured she must do something, so she started praying and lighting incense every night. With this I stopped seeing the little dog, and over time I forgot about it.
Back to present day, I now live in Ballito South Africa with my husband in a two bedroom apartment. A few nights ago my husband and I were asleep when I woke up at 1:22 am to what sounded like a bell jingling. I woke up to see this little white dog just standing on the side of the bed looking up at me as if it wanted to play.
I just looked at it, not scared but more in disbelief, turned to wake my husband up and looked back and it was gone. Told my husband the story, he says I was just dreaming; however, I know I was wide awake since I looked at the time as I woke up.
Any thoughts on this?