I saw the goat man when I was 9 years old.

I was staying with my grandma on a reservation and I was only supposed to be there for a day

when it started to storm badly.

This lasted for 4 days.

The power was out.

No lights, no stove, nothing.

My grandma's house was more like a trailer.

On the third night my cousin, my aunt and I were all sleeping in the living room.

And from where I was sleeping, you could see through the kitchen window.

I was woken up by the sound of something talking in a strange voice.

At the time I couldn't think of what it reminded me of.

But now after thinking about it for years, it sounded like a goat trying to speak English.

I still don't know what I was trying to say, but I heard a deep, A-boys, A-at first,

I thought it was just my cousin being annoying.

And then I noticed there was a big figure standing outside the kitchen window and it had

its fists against the glass.

And then I noticed it was banging on the window.

Not hard enough to make too much noise.

I saw the outline of horns, similar to a big horned goats, and fur was covering its entire

body from what I could see.

And then lightning flashed and I saw its face.

Very hard to describe, but it looked exactly like what you would imagine goat man to look

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