Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I went fishing with my dad at a private lake in Potters Bar, and my dad was teaching me how to cast a rod properly. And when I attempted to cast it… I failed, badly and the hook went way far back and my dad trapsed after it.

Well, in my eyes, we were sneaking into this private part of the lake, because a barbed wired fence had a hole in it… (no doubt my dad had something to do with that) and we always came in through there. But this was the first time I had been bored fishing with my dad, because he had been gone quite a long time… so I waddled around the grass and picked daisies and made daisy chains for my dad.

But it all of a sudden became dark, almost as if a shadow was casting over me, so I turned around and there it was, a man… it was in old fashioned clothes and it had a cape around him. But his feet, hands and his top hat were all black. But not his face, his face was white, as if it was shining and it came closer and closer and closer, I dodged and turned around and a massive splash formed in the water along with “Daddie”.

That was my first experience of a ghost… ever and I’d love to know more about what or who that was… but I won’t because I never told anyone, not even my dad. That was the last time I went back there.

Sent in by Gracie, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com