Teleporting Pole
When I was in fifth grade, I was walking under a section of my school’s covered walkways. It was raining but not too heavily. I was going in a straight line when someone yelled “Ball!” to my right. I turned my head but kept walking forward.
When the surprise of a ball coming toward me wore off, I remembered there was a pole nearby. I stopped in my tracks to make sure I wouldn’t hit the pole. When I looked around, however, I realized that it was behind me.
I could see where my wet footprints were leading up to the pole, and where they were leading away. I got chills when I realized that somehow or another, I had walked on the same path that the pole was on, but I didn’t hit it. Story credit: Reddit / (lpunderground)