I wanted to do this story first cause I thought it was funny. It was 2006 when I was five me and my mom went to the duck pond to of course feed the ducks/geese. And that day a goose wanted to be an asshole so it attacked me and only me not anyone else around. I guess the goose didn't like children but I went back to the pond a couple weeks ago with my sister and her kids and a small group of ducks decided to follow me and some times bit my ankles which wasn't a bad thing cause I had my boot on which suppressed the bites on my one ankle then when we got in the car to leave they tried to get in with me/us. And once all of them were out of the car and everyone was ready to go we drove of and they tried to chase the car but someone stopped them from leaving.
