I've always had some belief in the supernatural since I was a little kid. I had an encounter with what I think was a ghost when I was 9 years old in a bathroom at school, where it was said a ghost inhabited the area (like moaning myrtle??) anyway, I let that one slip a little bit coz I thought my friends I was with were being assholes but I guess I kind of felt some sort of vibe when I went into that particular bathroom, so eventually I ended up getting shit scared and I never went to that bathroom again.
anyway, I have never had any other ghost encounters with humans per se since then. most recently I have had encounters with my dead pets-some of them I'm not sure if it's something that was just habit (ie hearing/seeing things just because I'm used to them) but I can shit you not I have seen things in my house, some so vivid I had to register that my pets are dead and they were probably popping in to say hey or something I'm not sure.
my pet mouse Michelangelo passed away in the living room (which is next door to my bedroom) after we had him for a year and a half-which is a mouse's typical life expectancy. for a period of time after the little guy's passing, I could hear him running on his wheel that he used to use at obscure times of the night. but that dulled away after a bit.
but the most predominant encounters that I've had have been with my dog.
we had Bonnie for ten years, and she passed away in November 2012 after a battle with cancer. I'm not alone in saying that I can feel her presence still, she had a pretty large personality that resonated with us all. Bonnie used to sleep in the living room, so for ages after she died I could hear her tail thumping on the floor when someone enters the kitchen, or her scurrying around the back room and most notably her "knocking" on the door when she wanted to get in or get out of the house. those were just sounds, but I can definitely tell you I can see her too.
I get glimpses of her sometimes sitting in the driveway or in her sleeping spot that last about a split second, but I've had two encounters that have lasted more than that.
when I was studying for exams last November I was home alone, typing away on my laptop when I decided I look up and I saw a big yellow figure carrying something in it's mouth sitting under my oak tree-it was obviously Bonnie sitting with her Cuddly (her favourite rug) in her mouth, tugging at it playfully as she did. I was a bit startled but I let it slip and didn't tell anyone. you see, my family while they feel her vibes, get a tad skeptical when I see things and they dismiss it with the fact that I've possibly been watching way too much Supernatural (which is kinda true, but that hasn't had any influence on my encounters).
but anyway, that leads us to right now. it was about 3am and I was having a relatively decent sleep, but my room started feeling really cold so I woke up to grab my doona. I rolled over and I saw two big brown eyes staring at me. my dog was staring at me, panting and smiling like she used to when she wanted a cuddle. after a good five seconds I screamed and blinked and she had vanished. I was shocked because she was so vivid and so close I didn't know what to do. I know I shouldn't be scared of her because she is my dog and I love her to shreds.
the two times I've seen Bonnie, she's never appeared unwell, so I presume that means in the afterlife she's being looked after-so thank God for that. for her to appear so vividly though, that's something else. I think I know why she came to me last night, so I intend to tell mum so I can give Bonnie's spirit some closure.
If Bonnie ever comes back to me, I want to tell her I love her and I miss her. I feel special that she came to visit me. but just as long as she's doing well for herself in her next life and she's coming to ask for or tell me something good, she's welcome to visit any time.
believe me, I think after watching three seasons of supernatural in two weeks I can tell the difference between a good and bad ghost.
