Littel Sailor Boy

26 January 2018 | Haunted locations, Your Stories, Your True Encounters

On a hot sunny summer morning, halfway up the mountainside, opposite the Macbeth arms near Alford in Aberdeenshire, a small boy dressed in Victorian sailor suite came skipping along past me. He looked a real. Except that he was sort of lit up, kind of glowing, and so clean. He passed between a co worker and myself. I couldn’t break my gaze and just stood there gob struck.The lad wasn’t touching the ground and effortlessly swept past. Where had he come from?. There’s nothing but empty mountain for miles above us. Where was he going?. It’s along way to the road. He was way to young to be out here on his own.

Did you see that? Charlie. The lad had passed between us. I asked my co-worker.

See what? He grunted, and continued knocking in a fence post.

I knew before I’d asked he hadn’t. What happened that sunny morning 25 years ago will never leave me.

Submitted by Anthony Michael Eyre


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