My brother and I used to run every morning around the corner at a middle school. It had a decent track, and we were honestly trying to stay in shape. One cool morning, we were running. He was about 6 feet in front of me and I was only half looking at where I was going. We ran like this for about 20 minutes, until we had reached the 3 mile mark. We usually stop at this mark. I stopped breathing hard and noticed he was still running. I called out to him. "Hey we reached the mark. Lets go home." His run was uneffected by my call. I ran over to him and as I was about to grab his shoulder, my hand seemes to breech some kind of static (?) barrier. I heard a strange popping sound. My brother stopped running. He was breathing as if he was sitting down. I was still breathing hard, so I found this to be almost as strange as the barrier. My brother looked at me funny for a second, and said, "Three miles already?" I was a little shocked. As we were walking home he stopped and looked at me again and asked, "Did you feel something before you grabbed my shoulder?" "YES!" Neither one of us could explain what had happen. He mentioned that he felt like his body was operating by itself and his mind was in another place altogether. He said he wasn't thinking about it at the time, but it seemed peculiur when he thought back on it. I still am not sure what happened, but I swear I am not lying or changing any pert of this story. It is completly true.
Any thoughts?
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