Italian Claus
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Saturday 26 September 2026 14:09:01 GMT
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Italian Claus :
Heyy what time is it when you watch this video ?😳😳😳
2026-09-26 14:12:23
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Build_Rush⚒️ :
They hove 5 minutes[Innocent]
2026-09-26 14:52:52
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uytgeshikharytlar :
onle need 10?
2026-09-26 14:55:45
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Coming soon 👋🏻 :
15:53
2026-09-26 14:54:31
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uytgeshikharytlar :
uytgeshikharytlar
2026-09-26 14:55:14
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Build_Rush⚒️ :
[Embarrassed][Embarrassed][Embarrassed]hurry and go get some
2026-09-29 15:06:16
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Italian Claus :
Every morning, I took the same bus to work. Same bus. Same seat. Same driver. One morning, a little boy suddenly sat beside me. He stared at me for almost a minute before whispering: “You’re not getting off today, right?” I laughed because I thought he was joking. “I have to get off at the next stop.” The boy slowly shook his head. “You said that last time too.” I stopped smiling. “I’ve never seen you before.” The boy reached into his backpack and pulled out an old photograph. Then he handed it to me. My hands started shaking. The person in the photograph was me. Same face. Same clothes. Same scar above my eyebrow. But there was something impossible about it. The date written on the back was: September 14, 2019. I looked at the boy. “Where did you get this?” He pointed toward the very back of the bus. “There.” I turned around. There was an empty seat. But someone had left another photograph on it. This time… It was a picture of me sitting exactly where I was sitting now.
2026-09-26 15:32:02
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Italian Claus :
When I was a kid, my parents had one rule: “Never open the door at the end of the hallway.” I never understood why. The door was always locked. One night, when I was 12, I heard someone crying behind it. I thought my little sister was trapped inside. So I grabbed a key from my father’s desk and unlocked the door. The room was completely empty. No furniture. No windows. Nothing. Except a small old television sitting on the floor. The TV suddenly turned on. It showed my bedroom. I could see myself sleeping in bed. I was confused. Then I noticed something. The video wasn’t live. It was showing tomorrow night. I watched myself wake up. Walk downstairs. Open the front door. And then… Someone wearing a black jacket entered the house. I ran downstairs to warn my parents. But when I reached the living room, they were already asleep. I looked at the clock. It was 11:43 PM. Exactly the time shown on the television. Then the front door slowly began to open. And someone whispered from outside: “It’s tomorrow already.”
2026-09-26 15:31:59
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Italian Claus :
When I was a kid, my parents had one rule: “Never open the door at the end of the hallway.” I never understood why. The door was always locked. One night, when I was 12, I heard someone crying behind it. I thought my little sister was trapped inside. So I grabbed a key from my father’s desk and unlocked the door. The room was completely empty. No furniture. No windows. Nothing. Except a small old television sitting on the floor. The TV suddenly turned on. It showed my bedroom. I could see myself sleeping in bed. I was confused. Then I noticed something. The video wasn’t live. It was showing tomorrow night. I watched myself wake up. Walk downstairs. Open the front door. And then… Someone wearing a black jacket entered the house. I ran downstairs to warn my parents. But when I reached the living room, they were already asleep. I looked at the clock. It was 11:43 PM. Exactly the time shown on the television. Then the front door slowly began to open. And someone whispered from outside: “It’s tomorrow already.”
2026-09-26 15:31:59
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Coming soon 👋🏻 :
Part 2 here
2026-09-26 14:54:26
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Francelina Godinho :
😊
2026-09-27 05:56:40
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Italian Claus :
😈
2026-09-26 15:58:27
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Italian Claus :
😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳
2026-09-26 15:58:25
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Build_Rush⚒️ :
At 2:17 AM, I got a text from my dad. “Don’t come home. Whatever happens, wait until morning.” I immediately called him. His phone was turned off. Five minutes later, another message appeared. “Lock your bedroom door. Do NOT open it for anyone.” I started getting nervous. My dad was supposed to be home alone. Then I heard footsteps outside my bedroom. Slowly… Step. Step. Step. Someone stopped right in front of my door. I looked through the keyhole. It was my dad. He was standing there, staring directly at the door. Then my phone buzzed again. One final message from Dad: “I’m not home.” I looked back through the keyhole. My dad was still standing there. But this time… He was smiling.
2026-09-26 14:51:57
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uytgeshikharytlar :
When I was a kid, my parents had one rule: “Never open the door at the end of the hallway.” I never understood why. The door was always locked. One night, when I was 12, I heard someone crying behind it. I thought my little sister was trapped inside. So I grabbed a key from my father’s desk and unlocked the door. The room was completely empty. No furniture. No windows. Nothing. Except a small old television sitting on the floor. The TV suddenly turned on. It showed my bedroom. I could see myself sleeping in bed. I was confused. Then I noticed something. The video wasn’t live. It was showing tomorrow night. I watched myself wake up. Walk downstairs. Open the front door. And then… Someone wearing a black jacket entered the house. I ran downstairs to warn my parents. But when I reached the living room, they were already asleep. I looked at the clock. It was 11:43 PM. Exactly the time shown on the television. Then the front door slowly began to open. And someone whispered from outside: “It’s tomorrow already.”
2026-09-26 14:55:21
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Coming soon 👋🏻 :
Every morning, I took the same bus to work. Same bus. Same seat. Same driver. One morning, a little boy suddenly sat beside me. He stared at me for almost a minute before whispering: “You’re not getting off today, right?” I laughed because I thought he was joking. “I have to get off at the next stop.” The boy slowly shook his head. “You said that last time too.” I stopped smiling. “I’ve never seen you before.” The boy reached into his backpack and pulled out an old photograph. Then he handed it to me. My hands started shaking. The person in the photograph was me. Same face. Same clothes. Same scar above my eyebrow. But there was something impossible about it. The date written on the back was: September 14, 2019. I looked at the boy. “Where did you get this?” He pointed toward the very back of the bus. “There.” I turned around. There was an empty seat. But someone had left another photograph on it. This time… It was a picture of me sitting exactly where I was sitting now.
2026-09-26 14:53:35
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