By The Girl from Sweden
I live in Sweden and this happened to a friend of mine. We can call him John. John has always been a great runner and good at sports. I remember him from middleschool as he was a few years older than me, that he would climb up on the roof of the school like nothing and always was the fastest on the sportsevents we had before the summerbreak.
It was when we had finished school and I hadn’t heard of him for a while that this occurred. He enjoyed fishing and to be alone. He had no problem to camp alone in the nature of Sweden. Always beside a lake were there were plenty of trout so he could catch some fish and eat it for supper. We have a big fishing-area including many swedish miles that is only woods, lakes and roads between the lakes. There are a few houses on the outer range of the area but otherwise it’s way off in the wilderness. In this area there’s a place that the old swedish folklore say that the youngsters from old days went to dance in the midsummers eve.