This is a short tale I gathered last week when I was on holiday in Skegness. See the reapers nevers sleeps. Footsteps. Jack Taylor was spending a relaxing holiday with. His family on the north shore caravan park in Skegness ,the year being 2005. Jack was always an early riser and was more so on holiday so whilst his family slept ,jack decided that a walk on the beach would be good . Off jack went full of excitement of what he may see there at 6 o clock in themorning, Now if you havent been at that time the tractors go on each morning and smooth the sand so its nice and level for the public later that day, The tractors had already been on so jack said to himself that he would be the first to make an impression on the newly smoothed sand , Setting off from the pier he walked towards the lifeboat station. As he walked he kept turning around looking at his footprints not seeing the other set that was there aswell. It wasnt until he arrived at the lifeboat station that the penny dropped. Jack thought to himself how come there are two sets of prints not one ( mine own). Back peddling he noticed that the others were the prints of a child probably no older that say between 7and 10 , the chids prints were just as fresh as his own . Scratching his head he set off back to the caravan but this time by the roadway . It puzzled jack all that day but kept itto himself, next day he was out on the beach again at the same time and place,the sand was smooth and no one had disturbed it. Off he went towards the lifeboat station ,looking over his shoulder every now and then to see if there was achild following him. No child but to his horror the prints were there , hurridley he left the beach and again kept it too himself.this happened the next two days and always between the pier and lifeboat station On the morning of his departure home he arrived yet again same place same time and yet again the foot prints were there.looking a little scared now he saw an old tramp sitting in one of the shelters looking at him . Jack went over to the tramp and said that he hopes the tramp wont think he crackers as jack told him his strange tale of the mysterious footprints. The tramp didnt laugh just told jack to sit by him whilst he told him his tale, the tramp told jack that its the spirit of a small boy who had gone into the see on day and was taken by the tide further away from the shore, the boy wasnt a strong swimmer and was soon taken by the sea ,the boys parents grew frantic when they could not see him so the life boat was called out ,they found him floating about two hundred yards from the shore drowned,and ever since that day his spirit walks the sands all day but you only notice his footprints in the early morning like you have all week, his spirit his looking for eternity for his parents on the beach. Jack looked astounded by what the tramp told him but questioned its authenticity, The tramp told him that he sees the boys prints nearly every time he sits on the shelter but wishes he would come over to him when he shouts his name.jack asked him why would he youre just a tramp. No the tramp said after he was found the boys parents couldnt take it and split up.me he said ended up like this and yes Im the boys father and each time I see his prints it breaks my heart, how I wish that one day he would come over and see what he has been searching for all these years. At this the tramp broke down in tears so jack left him never to return to the beach at the early morning. Jack and his family stlll holiday in Skegness but jack stays by the road, so if youre ever at Skegness and fancy a walk ,try the beach at 6in the morning and look out for the tramp ----- the reaper
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 18:14:41 +0000
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