The Goat Headed Man
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Moonlight peered through my window as I jolted awake. My clamorous breath disturbed the silence of my darkroom. I had just come out if a frightful dream that had me thinking it was all too real. I took my water bottle and drank a sip and my hands shook as I recounted my nightmare of a very creepy goat-headed man. In my dream, I was walking through my neighborhood in the midnight hours, the street lights flickering, nothing harmful. A few blocks ahead, I saw a shady figure walking towards me. When I squinted my eyes as he was still far, I saw that his steps were mismatched and he walked looking straight ahead towards me, neither looking left nor right. As I reached closer to my house, I could see him slowly embark on my property. I quickly rushed towards my front door, hurried inside, and locked the door. Through my window, I could see him walk past my window and I thought to myself "Oh God please have him keep going, Please". He was just about to walk all the way past my front yard when his body shifted abnormally as he turned to face my home. He just stood there, looking not moving just still. The man bore the horned head of a skeletal goat. His body was fragile and pale. His fingers were thin and bony. I thought to myself 'What does he want?'. Slowly he started lifting a quivering and pointed right at me as if he told the answer to my question I had asked in my mind. I freaked out and started to backpedal into the darkness of my house when all of a sudden he let out an influence screech and that's when I woke up.
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