My story begins a few seasons ago ,id recently joined a new club, and decided to have a go on one of their stretches which i was told ,wasn't getting too must attention ,i arrived at the venue around 7pm it was august time ,once parked up ,i had too cross a small meadow down too the river which was quite a walk .I had baited a few swims i liked and tackled up for the night ,plan was too leave around midnight,were now fast forward too around 12pm that night ,i,d moved twice and was in my third swim the one which i fancied the most too produce a barbel,most of the light had now gone ,and the temperature had dropped quite a bit ,my isotope was now all i could really see properly ,the far bank was around 20 feet away their was some reeds and a small bush ,which i could just see shadows of now ,and then as i glanced up again over too the far side she appeared with a dog ,a young girl in white, long hair, and i will never forget a white scotty dog, but she was stood at the waters edge ,my body went cold i cried out hello and this young girl just disappeared ,i was terrified i couldn't pack up quick enough and didn't feel right until i was sat back in my car .This is a true story .ghost or not.