My parents own a goat that they keep in their backyard, along with some others to keep him company. For this particular goat, they keep one of their shirts tied around his neck. They believe that if the goat is wearing one of their possessions, it will trick the universe into sending all their bad energy, fortune, and karma to the goat instead of them.
I sometimes wonder if while I was sleeping one night, they came into my bedroom, cut me open, and stuffed one of their belongings inside me as well. My step-father, the owner of the particular shirt worn around the goats neck, once told me that he thinks my father’s last name is cursed. Maybe that was just a distraction from what he and my mother did to me.
