Non-fiction account #3 told by Nikkili...

I have one ghost like this
that lives with me still
To explain
The house I currently live in
was once an old firehouse
in the 1890s
and many people lived there, while being volunteers for that
I'm not sure if this visitor
was part of that
I only know
that I never was bothered by it before
I moved to this house
About 6 months after I moved here
I woke one night
to find something pressed against my back
with an arm draped over me
I couldn't move at first
at last I gathered my strength
and sat up
it left
no argument from it
it disappeared
next night
it happened again
and again I jolted awake
and it left
now, this went on..
for many nights 
each month was much like the other
occasionally
it would move over me
but when I fought it
it would always leave
I was very frightened at first
but gradually I came to view it
as sort of 
a lonely spirit
and gradually
it took up residence on
the other side of my bed
my animals didn't seem to mind it
even my small dog rosie
who was very old
then one day
my dog became very sick
I took her to the vets
and well
there was nothing I could do
I cried a lot, this pet was my dearest friend at the time
you know
that night
instead of this human presence in my bed
I woke to find the body of my small brown dog
pressed against me
just like this creature, or whatever it was
usually did
I reached behind me
and felt her small coarse haird back
she didn't leave me all night
in spite of my touching it
the next day, of course
the dog wasn't there
and the night after that
the spirit took up it's usual position
this makes me think that it's friendly 
it has never hurt or threatened me until
only recently
and then
it didn't really hurt me
but I find it disturbing
that it's nature changed for a bit
I have been undergoing some major decisions in my life
pondering some problems
and worrying about consequences
on a night that I was particularly worried
I awoke
to the sensation
of someones hands on my ankles
dragging me out of bed
I jolted awake
I was still in my bed
no hands
but the feeling was very vivid
a few days later
I woke to the feeling of something
grabbing my  hands
and dragging me to a sitting position
this time..
I woke to find myself sitting up
I thought about it
and slept on the couch that next night
no problem
but that day
I made a major decision
the next night
I went back to my room
and the being left me alone
so...
is this a freindly spirit?
Or part of myself?
I don't know
only that one time
when I needed comforting
I think it assumed the form of my little brown dog
and another
when I was most disturbed
it seemed to be saying to me
hey
pay attention
so who knows
but it is with me still
curled up against my back at night
or sleeping at the foot of my bed
likea small brown dog
end of story, and it is a true oone
it is with me still
to this day