>>15634442 I usually imagined some vidya character jumping across obstacles and shit along with the car. I guess I just spent a decent amount of time on the road when I was younger, had to come up with some way of keeping myself entertained.
No, but I did liked to see how my perception of movement would change depending on what I was looking at. If I was looking down at the lines on the road and tried to focus on one, it would go by so fast and just look like a rapid blur, but once I looked up and forward, it would be like we were going slow.
Imagined is a strong word. Considering that I was a very meticulous, ocd-prone child I counted the number of instances, whether they looked like a limb etc, and the sections of ground covered over time and distance between logical breaks such as large open areas, bridges, and bodies of water that would have interfered with movement.
On a few occasions I noticed enough of a correlation in instances that I am still convinced that it was not my imagination.
I still do that now, I have an imaginary friend that runs along side the car. She has awesome hair colours, ranging from purple to bright red. She sometimes has a skateboard and skates on the motorway, or jumps from lamppost to lamppost. She's awesome and my journeys would be boring wothout her. xxx
I used to imagine myself, then as my environment broke me down emotionally, spiritually, mentally, physically it became a guardian or a friend following me as if to silently say "I'm watching over you. I'll follow you for now." Now with my kundalini rising for the last time, its like living in reverse where everything is coming back and being amended.
>>15635851 I wonder why the op image tries to relate this to spoopy happenings when it's more about joy and fun and shit. Yeah, it's a bit spooky to see that most people do it without an aforementioned knowledge of it, it comes naturally, but people always imagine cool shit so...
Maybe its a spoop following you and trying to lure you out of your car, good creepypasta material.
my biggest fear was that through the window of one of the houses we drove past I would witness a murder....I don't know why, probably because at night windows are like little tv's
also >car ride innawoods >looking out back window but not at houses because of above reason >dude lunges at our car from my side of the road, clothing tattered, maybe drunk I couldnt tell >mom screams as she is on my side, he came out twards us right before we passed him so our headlights caught him >dad swerved/he reached for our call >dad calls 911 >never spoken of again
>>15636092 You mean using two fingers like legs and make your hand run in front of the window? That's what I did. I also made it jump over obstacles. Didn't know someone else ever did this, but I guess there's always someone who did the same thing.
>>15634442 Of course, mine was a black stick figure with a long tail, doing all kinds of flashy kills of the people passing by with super strenght and destroying some environment. No it was not fucked up or edgy wannabe, it was just cool, a la devil may cry fun.
>>15634442 >>15634442 I did imagine this as a kid, but like a lot of others, I didn't imagine anything scary. I imagined things like cheetahs and superheroes.
When I first started dating my wife, she told me a story about haunted mountain tunnels in Japan, one specifically stood out that involved the corporeal ghost of an insane old woman who one would see in the rear view mirror if one happened to look while passing through a particular tunnel. She would get closer and closer, in spite of the fact that she was on foot. Most drivers would speed up, faster and faster through mountain roads but she would continue to gain on them until she was crawling up the rear of the vehicle. Eventually the driver, terrified and in a panic would make some kind of mistake and plummet off the road to their doom.
Mario, chupacabras (sometimes a giant insect-like version), no one in specific (those were more about visually tracing the path someone would take), a long ass sword and the one no one has mentioned so far:
Some sort of tank like machine that moved forward by constatly shooting sytches(?) with ropes, pulling the ropes and plucking the sytches underneath it to throw them again. I imagined it being awesomely destructive to the ground
>>15636078 Soon you will be bounding along roads jumping over roof tops, casting that protective kind glance into the windows of your parents car, as you stare out of the window, at your Kundalini wizened soul.
>>15634442 That pic is unsettling and the reason being cuz I was told a story once. A friend who is a christian btw, told me about how his pastor from his church and the pastors family were driving across Canada, from Saskatchewan to the maritimes; I mean packed up everything and was moving the whole family to the east coast to start over and continue their mission, in hopes to spread influence at their new church. Well he goes on to explain that it was very late into the night and everyone in the car except for the driver(pastor) and his wife in the passenger seat were asleep. As they crossed the border into northern Ontario, something came out of the dense dark woods and started running next to the car, VERY similar to that picture except it was running on two legs like a man, in fact he described it was a very lanky disgusting man, with a horrid face. The wife screamed but did not want to wake the children, so they drove faster, and kept looking straight ahead, trying to ignore it, while saying prayers. It followed alongside their van for a short while before disappearing back into the woods.
No idea what to make of it, but he explained that they believe in these things called principalies or something along that line. Where in terms of the christian religion, the closer you are to god, or the truth, or whatever you want to call it, the more these things will reveal themselves to you, to test you, or scare you off your path. Anyway, its a chilling story to say the least
I did this. Typically it was either Spider-Man swinging/jumping on power lines and shit, my actual hand making legs with my fingers and making it run and jump along, or the Flash. >>15635385 I did this too, but it was a laser. The Resident Evil movie kind of messed me up as a kid.
Pretty wild how everyone has done this in some form or another. A lot of examples I know the feel.
These days imagine standing on top of a car with a sledgehammer and jumping at the precise moment into a road sign to wear the bottom of the mallet or whatnot connects perfectly flat with the sign, the momentum and our combined weight bending the sign back, and then it just slinging my fucking body into the distance.
Also, and this might be a stretch, but when the wipers are on, does anyone like to zone out to watching the wipers come down in between objects like power poles, or road lines, and then times it to wear it comes up, avoiding them? lol
I used to do this shit all the time. I thought I was the only one that did this, but then I saw this not so long ago. I always used to (and still do sometimes) imagine spiderman slinging and jumping across the treelines, or some skateboarder doing sweet grinds on the guard rail on motorways.
Alright, so get this! >Be me 7-8 years old >Dad was trying to teach me the presidents with flash cards >Gets to Nixon and I get scared >Dad notices this >Scares me with Nixon card all day >One day later, we go to a gas station outside of town >The Whole way I'm freaking out that Nixon will run up and bust through my window and steal me >Doesn't happen Looking back on this always makes me laugh
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