Indian Ghost story..

Once when i was a kid, i went to see a movie with my uncle. It was midnight when the movie was finished. Since at that time roads were not that good and also no street lights. We are coming on a cycle in pitch dark. We saw a light from a general store shop. My uncle ramu decided to buy a cigarette. When he asked the shopkeeper to give him an cigarette, he put a cig on the table and when my uncle saw his hands, they were of a "GOAT". He took me and started to run as fast as possible. He fell ill for a week after this incident. This incident took place in my village in karnataka. If you have ghost stories to share, please do so in comments. For me i do believe ghosts exist.