Alright I've got a ghost story for you, okay now here it goes. One time I went to Lake St. Louis to my cousin's house. The first night I was there we went to the lake to go nightfishing. All of a sudden we looked up and saw this person standing on a boat. He had one of those grim reaper outfit things that was pitch black. At first he scared the s*** out of us. we yelled at it Who are you??? All he did was look straight toward us and started mumbling at us in a deep voice. We took off running as fast as we could!!! The next day we came back to the lake only to find where we had left our tackle boxes and fishing poles.
Then my cousin (who by the ways name is Matt) set up a plan for what we were going to do that night. It was a great plan. Later that night we set up a video camera in the bushes where we ducked down next to. We were sitting there with the video camera ready to role whispering back and forth. All of a sudden we looked up and saw the figure again in the boat on the lake. We started rolling, after about a half hour passed by the figure disapeared again. This freaked us out!!! We carefully walked back to Matt's house and watched the videotape. There was nothing there where we had been taping. It was as if we never saw what we saw the next night we went back there again because we were curious of what was going on and the figure never showed up that night, and we haven't seen it since.
A few months later I read an artical of a crazy priest who could not speak English who had been on the river boating where he had mysteriously drowned.