My first experience of seeing a ghost was my dog who had died a year before.I was only 15 and she scared me to death.She lay on the end of my bed,all white with green eyes looking at me.My younger sister had seen her the night before on the end of her bed,but I couldn't see her (we shared a room).I wasn't in bed though,I was about to walk into my bedroom and there she was.I looked at her for a few seconds than ran downstairs.Looking back over the years I wish I had stayed and talked to her,she probably thought we didn't care.Shows they never leave us though.