This wasn’t a sighting per se, as I never actually got a good look at whatever decided to antagonize me. I can’t decide if at makes me happy or if it made the experience all the more terrifying.
I live in a rural part of Maryland that is chock-full of weird creatures and spooky folktales. Big Liz, Werewolves in Delaware, Swampman of Delmarva, the list goes on. But the Goatman just seemed too farfetched to me. That is until the spring of 2003.
My parents had moved us to a new house the previous year. A dilapidated, run down old thing but I loved it for one reason: it sat on nearly four acres of woods. It was plenty of space to roam and explore as a young kid. Christmas the year prior had been nice, giving me a few girly things but also some new outdoorsy things like a bb gun and a swiss knife. But the thing that I loved the most was this silly little Charmander clock that would make Charmander noises and play a snippet of the Pokemon theme as an alarm. I set the thing religiously every night and woke up ready to conquer everything school could throw at me the next day.
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Let me start off by saying i am a 16 year old boy I grew up hearing stories from boggy creek to the llorona sometimes even about the goat man, me and my girlfriend were planning a date for weeks so I decide to pick her up and take her out to dinner we had a nice time.
But we still wanted to hangout with each other so I invited her to come to my brothers place with me they lived right by her so I could walk her home whenever I wanted , so she called her dad and told him she was going with me and I would walk her home afterwards,he said ok so we went to my brothers and we made a fire and sat under the canapee my brother told us stories but one we really enjoyed was the story of the Goatman, my brother said “I saw him just up the hill over there”, he swore that it was true but we didn’t believe him.
After awhile my brother went so me and my girlfriend started to make out then she checked the time she said it was 11 and she had to be back by 12 , I just said ok (keep in mind its the country) we started to make out again not gonna lie she unbuttoned her shirt a little but we were interrupted by my brothers dogs barking , me and her got up and went inside to get some of my hunting gear I left the previous week I had a shotgun and I give her my 9mm handgun and a flashlight.
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