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I Walked the Same Block Twice. Did I Time Travel?

Hey, I need to get this off my chest. I think I just experienced something out of a “glitch in the matrix” story. I was walking home after a picnic, exhausted from lack of sleep. I decided to walk instead of taking a ride, hoping it would help me stay awake. I know that road like the back of my hand. I passed the chicken shop and Farmface, then turned right past the flower shop. I noticed they were unloading plants, which was unusual. I kept walking, still on my phone, when suddenly I smelled the chicken place again. I looked up, and there it was—Farmface, the same spot, the same smell. I hadn’t turned back. I kept walking straight. Panic set in. My heart was pounding. I took the same right turn again, and there was the flower shop, unloading the same plants. It was like I was stuck in a loop. I have no idea what happened. Maybe it was sleep deprivation, but I swear I didn’t walk back. I’ve walked that road a hundred times, and this has never happened before. I hope I never experience it again. #GlitchInTheMatrix #SleepDeprived #Unexplained

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I Played the Game. Now Everything Is Gone.

It started with coffee. I picked "coffee" from the unknown number’s text. Woke up to a world where coffee never existed. My favorite barista stared at me like I was insane when I ordered my usual. Then it asked: "Luna or Sol?" I chose Luna. My dog vanished. No broken windows. No open doors. Just... gone. The next one came with a threat: "Mom or Dad?" I refused to answer. They found Mom’s car abandoned three days later. Now, as I lie here drunk and shaking, the latest message glows on my screen: "Spine or Skull?" I didn’t choose. But something under my door is clicking—like bone on hardwood. (It’s almost 3 AM. The phone just buzzed again.) #NoSleep #ChooseYourNightmare #GlitchInTheMatrix

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2024 Broke My Reality—Here’s What Happened

March: Meditated, saw lava-horned entities burn out of me. Cried myself to sleep at 2 PM. Woke up at 11 AM—the same day. Time folded. April: Green lightning. A voice screamed, "Wake up." That night, a black horned thing watched from the corner of my dream. My brother dreamed we were fugitives. September: Met a man who dreamed of me at 14—knew my name, my face. Showed me his Egyptian amulet (my obsession). Felt like a forced connection. Cut him off. The POS Glitch: At work, tech failed only around him. Screens froze. Orders vanished. We locked eyes, laughed—then the missing item reappeared in his hands. The Photo: My dead stepdad appeared in a picture that didn’t exist. My brother and I both saw it. Never spoke of it again. 2024 wasn’t a year. It was a doorway. And I’m still not sure if I walked through—or if something walked out. (First time sharing. Be kind. Truth is weirder than fiction.) #GlitchInTheMatrix #SpiritualAwakening #ThingsIDontTellIRL

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My Dead Neighbor’s TV Won’t Stop Calling My Name.

Mr. Langston died in his sleep. Natural causes, they said. His power was cut. His door locked. But at 2:13 AM, his TV blares static. I know because I’ve timed it. Every night. The same deafening hiss—the kind old tube TVs made when nothing was on. I knocked once. The second my fist touched the door, silence. Like it heard me. Last night, I recorded it. Slowed it down. Beneath the white noise, a whisper. My name. Clear as a breath against glass. The landlord says the apartment’s empty. But something’s still watching game shows in there. #GlitchInTheMatrix #NoSleep #YouCantExplainThis

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