-HOME-

Building, building, building

I walked into the house with a demeanor. I don't know if this is normal or not, but let's face it, there aren't many people here. I went to collect the envelopes that were crowded into the mailbox, and yes. It was my own letter. I managed to take out all the envelopes before walking into the house. This is the first time in many years that I've come back. Everything is still the same. Nothing has changed. Even the flower vase from Grandma's time is still in the same place. The atmosphere is the same, but what's different is probably because it's only me.

I finished packing my bags and picked out the outfit I was going to wear tomorrow. The black dress was neatly placed on the ironing board before it was pressed over with a high-heat iron and ironed according to the fabric's guidelines. When I finished ironing, Then hung it on the clothesline near the balcony.

Then I walked into the kitchen to see if there was anything I could eat. Luckily there was some noodles left over...

dawn

Today I woke up quite early to give alms to monks. Then I walked into the house, took a shower and got dressed before picking up the dress I had ironed last night and putting it on. When I was finished, I walked over to an old desk and picked up a letter and opened it...

Kwai Kok

Inside was a picture of me and a message written to the person I meant to see, but he hadn't opened it yet.

When I finished opening the letter, I walked out and sat on the balcony, looking at the trees fluttering beautifully, giving me shade and looking very happy.

cheerful cheerful cheerful

Hm..

The sky was so cloudy, I doubt it would rain heavily. Oh my gosh, I have to go pick some flowers first. I quickly ran to pick up an umbrella and left the house to a nearby garden. I went to collect white gypsophila flowers and put them together into a bouquet and walked out of the garden. go back to home

I put the flowers on the table and took out the teapot and two glasses and went to the table. I poured tea into the first glass and placed it on the opposite side and started pouring tea into the other glass. He picked it up and took a sip and set it aside like the first glass.

I walked out of the table and picked up a shirt on the clothesline before putting it on, one arm at a time. I went to pick up some flowers I picked up from the garden before walking to a room. I walked in with With the feelings that were repressed inside the picture placed in front of me, I was speechless...

I slowly walked in and put the flowers next to the picture and picked up the cigarette pack I already had and took out a cigarette and held it in my mouth. Then I picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette and put it in my mouth. A vase with sand in it..

And look at the person in that picture, the person I waited for to answer my letter, the person I did everything to make his life comfortable. The person who...I love the most in my life, the only man in the world who loves me no matter what I am...

"Dad... I really miss you. I'm so tired. I have no one to rely on. I'm sorry. There's no one... Dad..."

“Why doesn't dad answer my letters? Why don't you call me? I'm waiting. Hehe. Ugh...why..hug...why dad? Hug huh huh huh. Why did you run away from me like this? Huh huh huh. I love you. Huh. I love you. Huh..a lot. I love...huh..the most in the world. Huhuhu. I...huh..I love you dad."

"..I'm sorry...that I never came back to see my father...I'm sorry..huh.."

I said this while smiling at the person in the picture who kept staring at me. Don't smile, don't cry. I don't feel anything, but that's okay. Anyway, I love you very much. I'm very happy. Dad, I promise that I will be happy for the rest of my life. I won't disappoint you again...I promise.

I bowed down to my father's picture and stayed there. Until the sky slowly changes color...

-the end-

by

dricky327