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c4.oguzhan06 :
Ses kaldırmış TikTok
2023-09-29 09:34:26
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tiktok sesi kaldırmış kral
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sende fenaymışsın
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2023-09-29 10:08:06
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Reklam için nerden ulaşacaz yazar mısınız
2023-09-29 11:26:35
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2023-09-29 09:20:14
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ayaz abi yayınlara başlasana
2023-10-08 09:07:08
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sese gerek yok 😂
2023-09-29 09:59:36
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Ses niye gelmiyor bilgi alabilirmiyim 😂
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This happened a few years ago when I went back to my old high school to pick something up. It was around 10:40 at night. The parking lot was completely empty. I unlocked the side door and walked in. The hallway looked exactly how I remembered it. Lockers. Classroom doors. Fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. Except now there was nobody around. No teachers. No students. Just my footsteps. I walked toward the office. Then I heard another set of footsteps behind me. I stopped. They stopped too. I turned around. The hallway was empty. I stood there listening. Nothing. I kept walking. A few seconds later, I heard them again. Step. Step. Step. I looked behind me. Nothing. Then I noticed something. One of the classroom doors was open. Room 214. I knew it had been closed when I walked past. The door was hanging open about six inches. I pushed it farther. The classroom was completely dark. I reached for the light. Nothing. Then I heard a chair scrape across the floor. I froze. There was nobody in the room. I backed into the hallway. The door slowly swung shut by itself. I decided to leave. I turned toward the exit. That’s when I saw it. At the end of the hallway stood a figure. Tall. Too thin. Completely still. I couldn’t see its face. I blinked. It was gone. I started walking faster. Then I heard footsteps behind me. I didn’t turn around. I knew they weren’t mine. I reached the stairwell. The footsteps stopped. I looked up. The figure was standing on the landing. Watching me. I ran downstairs. I pulled out my phone and called my friend. “I’m still inside the school.” He heard how I was breathing. “What happened?” “I think someone is following me.” I told him where I was. There was a pause. Then he said: “Don’t go toward the front hallway.” “Why?” “I’m looking at the school’s security cameras.” I stopped. “What?” He said he could see part of the hallway through one of the cameras. Then he whispered: “There’s someone standing behind you.” I slowly turned around. Nothing. My friend said: “Don’t turn around again.” “Why?” His voice got quieter. “Because it moves when you look away.” I ran. I sprinted toward the side exit. Behind me, I heard footsteps. Fast. Then they changed. They sounded like something dragging itself across the floor. I reached the door. It wouldn’t open. I pulled the handle again. Locked. Then I heard breathing directly behind me. Slow. Wet. Like someone breathing through a throat full of water. I didn’t turn around. I just kept pulling the door. Finally, it opened. I ran outside. I got to my car, locked the doors, and looked back at the school. Every light was off. Except one. Room 214. Someone was standing inside. Watching me. I drove home. The next morning, I called the school and told them what happened. They checked the cameras. There was nothing. No figure. No footsteps. Nothing. Then the principal asked me: “What classroom did you say it came from?” “Room 214.” He went quiet. Then he said: “That room hasn’t been used in eleven years.” I asked why. He told me a student had died in there. I never went back. But every few months, I have the same dream. I’m standing in that hallway. The lights are flickering. I’m alone. Then I hear footsteps behind me. Step. Step. Step. And right before I wake up… I hear that same wet breathing against my ear. Then a voice whispers: “You left me there.” #horrortok #creepy #scarystories #scary #fyp
This happened a few years ago when I went back to my old high school to pick something up. It was around 10:40 at night. The parking lot was completely empty. I unlocked the side door and walked in. The hallway looked exactly how I remembered it. Lockers. Classroom doors. Fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. Except now there was nobody around. No teachers. No students. Just my footsteps. I walked toward the office. Then I heard another set of footsteps behind me. I stopped. They stopped too. I turned around. The hallway was empty. I stood there listening. Nothing. I kept walking. A few seconds later, I heard them again. Step. Step. Step. I looked behind me. Nothing. Then I noticed something. One of the classroom doors was open. Room 214. I knew it had been closed when I walked past. The door was hanging open about six inches. I pushed it farther. The classroom was completely dark. I reached for the light. Nothing. Then I heard a chair scrape across the floor. I froze. There was nobody in the room. I backed into the hallway. The door slowly swung shut by itself. I decided to leave. I turned toward the exit. That’s when I saw it. At the end of the hallway stood a figure. Tall. Too thin. Completely still. I couldn’t see its face. I blinked. It was gone. I started walking faster. Then I heard footsteps behind me. I didn’t turn around. I knew they weren’t mine. I reached the stairwell. The footsteps stopped. I looked up. The figure was standing on the landing. Watching me. I ran downstairs. I pulled out my phone and called my friend. “I’m still inside the school.” He heard how I was breathing. “What happened?” “I think someone is following me.” I told him where I was. There was a pause. Then he said: “Don’t go toward the front hallway.” “Why?” “I’m looking at the school’s security cameras.” I stopped. “What?” He said he could see part of the hallway through one of the cameras. Then he whispered: “There’s someone standing behind you.” I slowly turned around. Nothing. My friend said: “Don’t turn around again.” “Why?” His voice got quieter. “Because it moves when you look away.” I ran. I sprinted toward the side exit. Behind me, I heard footsteps. Fast. Then they changed. They sounded like something dragging itself across the floor. I reached the door. It wouldn’t open. I pulled the handle again. Locked. Then I heard breathing directly behind me. Slow. Wet. Like someone breathing through a throat full of water. I didn’t turn around. I just kept pulling the door. Finally, it opened. I ran outside. I got to my car, locked the doors, and looked back at the school. Every light was off. Except one. Room 214. Someone was standing inside. Watching me. I drove home. The next morning, I called the school and told them what happened. They checked the cameras. There was nothing. No figure. No footsteps. Nothing. Then the principal asked me: “What classroom did you say it came from?” “Room 214.” He went quiet. Then he said: “That room hasn’t been used in eleven years.” I asked why. He told me a student had died in there. I never went back. But every few months, I have the same dream. I’m standing in that hallway. The lights are flickering. I’m alone. Then I hear footsteps behind me. Step. Step. Step. And right before I wake up… I hear that same wet breathing against my ear. Then a voice whispers: “You left me there.” #horrortok #creepy #scarystories #scary #fyp
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