Seeing Or Hearing Different Ghosts

Ever since I can remember I have been seeing things, but the one I remember the best when I was little. I was about seven and I saw an old black dog, clear as day. I was IN LOVE with dogs and so I pointed it out to my mother and she told me there was nothing there. After a moment I blinked and it was gone. I just dismissed it and listened to my mother like I usually would.

For a while the sightings stopped. But then they started back up again. I started to see people, and the same thing happened as it did with the dog. All of them I saw well; though they were a little hazy or I could see through them a little, but they still had color.

As I grew older, about the age of twelve, I tended to stay in my room more often, avoiding my parents, but then, I started to get these unexplained feelings, like I would suddenly hate, like, or fear something, I would even start to cry for no reason. Or most commonly, I would grow sick and feel like I would have to hurl, but the moment I stepped out of my room it would stop.

I also believe I have encountered others that I haven't seen, such as my dog, (I seem to have better communications with dogs or something. My dog, Shelby, was put to sleep when I was nine, she was fifteen years old and I grew up with her and was very attached to her and so was the rest of my family. Late at night I would feel something on m bed, actually feel the bed slump a little, and it was about the size of Shelby, I looked over and there was a small indent on the bed, but I saw nothing. I wasn't scared, I pretended I was petting my dog and in a strange sense it felt like I actually was.

Everything after that seemed to be minimal, nothing new until one year ago when I was 13. It was about half a year since my great Uncle had died of cancer. My half of the family never seemed to see him due to his wife, but when I saw him it was like he was always there. So one day I was home alone, waiting for my little brother when I heard a voice call my name. It was as clear as day, there was NO WAY I could have mistaken it for something in my head. And I knew the voice immediately. I knew it was him.

The worst part is, I'm terrified. I don't know what to do and I'm only 14. I want to be normal. I don't want to be scared to go up to my room anymore. I don't want to be afraid to turn around, thinking I'm going to see something that will hurt me.

When I was younger I wasn't afraid at all but now, I'm just confused, I haven't told anyone due to the fact my mother would just ignore me and think everything I do is crazy and she would just make fun of it or something. I know my experiences aren't too big. But they're big enough for me to be scared. Please, if you can help me or explain some of it I'd really appreciate that. Thanks.