Do I have a sixth sense for the Paranormal?

A few years ago my moms grandma died and then we sold her house and moved out to the country. I'm a night person so I stay up late and also sleep late. Soon after we moved, on the weekends when I would stay up past 12 I would start to hear foot steps in the living room. I would be confused because my parents' room is father from the living room then mine and I didn't hear either one of them walk down the hall. I had 2 cats at the time. (I was 12 and now I am 13 going on 14) I would ask my mom if one of them had been in the living room the night before and she said no. I told her what i heard and she said it was probably the cats. It went on for almost a year and I only heard It after my parents where asleep and it was after midnight. Soon after that christmas we got a new yellow Lab. My cat named Dolly started to act really weird and my mom's cat named Jubie started not using the litter box and used the floor, rugs, and then my room. We had to put him down. Soon after Dolly was in my room and for a cat that always laid on my bed with me it was really weird that she ran under my bed and wouldn't come out. Not even five minutes later she darted out of the room terrified. Around spring we got a Maltese named Sophie. Soon Dolly would only stay in rooms without Sophie and up on counters. Dolly always scratched on my closed door, but when i let her in she ran back out. Dolly got really sick soon after and we had to put her down. Summer came and we had to give away our lab so all we have left is Sophie. I started feeling depresed because a month after my 12th birthday my dad died. I started feeling terrified in silence and in darkness because I would be scared of hearin or seeing things. I started to feel like when I turned my head, there would be something staring back at me. My room is not the coldest room in the house in winter and Hottest in summer. I never keep my door open any more. When I was little and me and my mom lived at my grandma's house I would hear things like knocking as well but my mom never noticed it. So far my mom has taken me to a Counselor 3 times, one for my fears, and two others because of my depression that I can't get rid of. I told her about what I believe are experiences with ghosts. She believes I really saw them. Other things that have happened in life is hearing whispers, and even my name being called or a conversation between two people. Many things have fallen from my dresser when they are no where close to the edge. Another thing is that once I was watching tv and my phone was beside me. I was on the right side of my be and thre was nothing on the left, but still i heard something fall or bein dragged off my bed. I searched that whole side just in case I had just forgot something was there and there was nothing. Then I jumped on my bed on the middle of the bed and I was shaking horribly. Soon I got this vision that what had made that noise was a big black hand that was on the bed and was pulled off. It may have been because I was so scared....but maybe not. Once while taking a shower I was watching the wall as I washed the shampoo out of my hair and a shadow rushed across is. Once I had about 5 dreams a night. Each was about ghosts or Orbs and I woke up shaking and sweating several times that night. Each dream was completely different. Even now as I type this I'm shaking. I'm terrified of ghosts and they seem to be everywhere I go. I feel as thought I am not alone and I'm terrified that I'm being watched so I keep looking around the room. Is this a sixth sense? No other family member notices anything or believe me. I'm so stressed out! I don't want to leave the house or be with friends anymore, but I hate being home alone. I'll be home alone tomorrow night so I'm going to being sitting on the sofa trying not to move or staying outside. Sophie barks at random things so I thing since dogs are sensitive to the paranormal that I can notice them. This house was only 2 years old when we bought it and nothing happened to the land or the house. I have 3 roseries and a blessed Cross necklace in my room. I need answers. I feel ready to cry. I was the average, normal teenager until last year, which is when I started getting worse, my mom noticed I've changed to. HELP!!!