When I was 13 (year was 2014), I once saw the ghost of my 12 year old corgi dog. Her name was Abbey. I grew up with Abbey but in 2013, she passed away of a heart attack. One night, I was just about to go to bed. I was walking to my light switch in my room to turn off my lights. My parents were already asleep and I wasn't.
So I decided to go to bed. The first time I rested my eyes, I heard the sound of a dog walking and it made me squint my eyes while I was trying to sleep. I opened my eyes to see if there was anything. Absolutely nothing...
Closed my eyes again and then I felt like I should've opened my eyes again to make sure I wasn't going crazy or dreaming. Well, when I opened my eyes, I saw a pale, bright ghost of my dog Abbey looking at me. I only spoke one word to the ghost of my old dog. "Abbey?" But just so you know. I wan't looking directly at my dog's ghost. I saw her at the corner of my eyes and I did really see a ghost. That was the first time I ever saw a ghost.
I was almost going to freak out a bit but then I asked myself in my thoughts: "What is she doing in the house if she was buried in the back yard?" and "How in the world did she get here?" 2 years later (December 2016), I tell my parents about me seeing the ghost of Abbey. They said that they thought it was strange. Not only that but I was kind of depressed in late 2014. I didn't feel like myself at all and had terrible nightmares that I would've banned myself from my home and live with my grandma and be banned.