This story was told to me by a friend just recently, while
we were trading ghost stories. Just hearing it sent goose
bumps up and down my body! This is what he told me:
He and his cousins were playing football out in the street,
just messing around one summer evening, when they began to
hear music playing around them. One minute it would be
behind them, but when they went to investigate, it would be
across the street. It was a strange, piping flute sound,
very high and almost luring them to keep chasing it.
Finally, they heard it at the end of the street, and
turning to see what was playing it, they saw what my friend
could only call 'the little goat man'.
He was up on two
legs, but his legs were hairy and his feet were hooves. He
stood about three feet tall, and the top of his body was
that of a man, muscular yet hairless. He smiled and danced
and played his flute, slowly coming toward them. They
started backing up, and he played faster and picked up his
pace. They ran into my friend's house, but all the while
they could hear him playing outside, and they could hear
the sound of his hooves hitting their porch. For several
nights after that, they often heard him tapping and dancing
up on the roof, playing the same tune over and over again.
Sometimes he jumped off the roof and played under my
friend's window, or his cousins'. They often found his
hoof prints under the windows. Finally, though, the little
goat man stopped coming at night, and he never saw him
again.
While my friend told this tale, my mother came in and
abruptly sat down at our table. She was staring, a little
pale, at my friend, and we asked what was wrong. She told
us that as a child, she and her siblings had often seen the
goat-man. He played a tune that haunted her still; she even
managed to whistle a little of it for us. My friend said
that was the same tune he had heard! Intrigued and
thoroughly creeped out by this point, I went to my computer
and began searching through some Greek mythology sites I am
fond of visiting. I found a picture of 'Pan', the goat-god.
Both my friend and Mother said it was the same creature,
except he was much more masculine, and frightening, than
the picture depicted.
I have heard others in my small town
tell of the goat-man, and am wondering if others in the
Southwestern area have seen the goat-man. Please feel free
to contact me!
Contact me here: nnyssister@lycos.com
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