A high school girl thought about solving problems with ease. By posting a thread asking for free novel plots to work for teachers on a famous novel web board. And there was a kind writer who sent a message behind the microphone to give her the plot of the novel.
It was a good plot..much better than it probably should have been.
The young girl didn't know that. This will be the starting point that will make her life take an unexpected turn...
When something comes out of the novel she wrote!! silver wings
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No one’s tale
A story without a title
[Please help write the plot of a short novel and send it to my teacher.]
Brothers and sisters, story boards. I'm here to ask for help. Please help me think of a plot for writing a novel to send to the teacher. It's a Thai language subject combined with a social studies subject. The score is very high. If I don't pass this assignment, I must definitely fail the exam. I don't want to fail the exam. Please help me please. You must write a story about the moral principle of good conquering evil.
I made it so that children can read it, and adults can read it too. Thank you very much.
By Khun Noo Puifai
The letters are pitch black, contrasting with the white and bright orange background of a web board. A bright light shoots off a notebook screen that's been open for hours.
Puifai moved the mouse and clicked to change Facebook to play in boredom. She pursed her lips and glanced at the threads that had been created for over two hours. But the number of comments is still zero. Meanwhile, on the web board, new topics are constantly opening up. and started pushing her topic down.
Do these people have no compassion for each other?
Pui Fai complained in her heart. before seeing the comment numbers pop up The young girl hurriedly opened it and read it without hesitation.
[Comment 1] by Noon
What are kids like these days? I want to get points but I don't try. There's nothing free in this world.
"Oh my gosh, if you don't help, you'll scold me again. Knowing this, it would be good to put it on the Muen Tip website."
She pressed the window shut hard. I'm about to type and search for another web board to continue asking for help.
Suddenly, a small account icon in the corner of the screen sounded a message notification. It's an ID that Puifai just applied for without thinking of having any other business with it.
[Secret message from Mr. Midnight Blue Cat]
Hello, are you looking for a novel plot to write and send to your teacher?
Puifai's eyes were bright and she hurriedly used the keyboard to reply to the strange interlocutor.
The pair's exchange of messages flooded the display within minutes. Puifai blinked, stunned. Lifting my head to stare at the screen until my chair nearly toppled over. I almost forgot everything, including the heavy worries that had dominated my mind all evening.
Because there is no longer that concern.
What appeared was a long line of sentences from a stranger who used the avatar of a blue cartoon cat with a moon in the background as an alias.
It is the plot of a short novel. It was about forty pages long, exactly what she wanted. It is a story in a semi-fantasy world where some humans have special powers. A mysterious female assassin brutally murders the townspeople. She has strong willpower and skilled skills that are difficult to compete with. The protagonist is a young boy from the slums who unexpectedly gets involved in a case because his friend was murdered by the murderer.
A young boy and his friends use their wits, bravery, and cunning to hunt down a murderer. He piled up tricks to lure her until the young murderer was eventually arrested and punished by the authorities.
Even though the story line is simple But the creativity and the way the story is carried out are unusually sharp and intense. Complete with both adventure and investigation. There are complicated plots, twists and turns, and clever tricks to keep you excited. The climax was released smoothly. The important thing is that the female murderer character, nicknamed Clown Scissors, is complex and full of dimensions.
It's not just a flat personality like a boring villain. Reading her background and role makes one feel as sympathetic as the main character herself.
But in the end, no matter how interesting She must be judged according to the law.. This short novel includes all morals and a good plot that Puifai wanted. It's like it was created for you.
Are you really going to give it to me--
The girl stopped at her fingertips. Then delete the last sentence.
Any sane person could see that this plot was perfectly excellent. When decorated, it will stand out and shine with success. Sweeping both fame and attention in an landslide The important thing is..it has been outlined in such detailed and dense detail that any beginner can easily follow along.
Pui Fai twitched a smile. She wouldn't be stupid enough to ask the midnight blue cat. Perhaps the other party was a radical writer who one fine day had a strange idea. So the plot of the masterpiece novel was given to someone else in a ridiculously easy way. The girl wouldn't risk further conversation to make the other person change her mind.
After saying that, she clicked offline. He quickly closed the chat screen, as if afraid that the blue cat would snatch the idea back.
Who said that there are no free things in this world? Thank you, anonymous writer!
three days later
Puifai walks around carrying a school bag. Smiling, he returned home full of pride.
Awesome. She's really talented. Since teaching, I've never seen a student write a fun short novel like her. She must have talent!
All sorts of compliments from teachers..even the ones who had the hardest time smiling. still resounds loudly in the brain Many friends took turns admiring her writing like a celebrity for a day. And of course..the teacher in charge criticized that (apart from the wrong words) the storyline, content, characters, and teachings were all beautifully eloquent and perfect.
It was worth it because I was curled up in front of the computer for almost two days. Suspenseful, he printed out the novel according to the plot outline that was laid out like a road map. It's like a beginner's guide to writing novels that is easy to copy and follow.
Don't waste your energy trying to ask in that board.
Puifai smiled. Whistling a song with ease
Perfect!
The girl froze when the sound of footsteps on a branch breaking suddenly came from behind her.
She got goosebumps and turned her head around to look. The alleys where the setting sun began to cast dim shadows haunted the lonely atmosphere of walking alone. A howling wind blew through the dark corner where a mysterious sound could be heard.
But now there is no one here.
I heard the news a few days ago. Nearby there are news reports of schoolchildren being ambushed, robbed, murdered, raped and their bodies left on the roadside..
The girl had a cold sensation on her neck..she probably wasn't that unlucky!
But the reassurance couldn't stop her from gripping the bag tighter as if it protected her. Your feet are faster. Before starting to run Under the shadows of the last rays of sunlight, the last stretch of sunlight trailed behind the cotton wool like a ghost's claws.
Puifai ran and ran as fast as she could without knowing why.
She felt like a pair of hungry eyes followed her every move. But he was afraid and froze, not daring to even look back.
Before I realized it again, Puifai had stopped and stood still in front of the fence. She ran, drenched in sweat. My breath is all messed up.
When he finally mustered up the courage to turn around and look, The girl found nothing but dim darkness. empty road And the cat next door silently blinked at her.
The young girl felt strange. My heart trembled inexplicably. She sat hugging her knees loosely in front of the computer screen. There is still a chill in the spine even after the frightening moment has passed.
Or not, she thought to herself that it had already passed..
"I'm getting crazy."
The girl complained and in order to console herself She swung her school bag over the table. before reaching out and picking up something to admire while smiling brightly
"This is what you call a smart person's strategy."
On a white envelope that's lit by neon lights on the ceiling The Thai characters are easy to read and clear. first prize Provincial Outstanding Youth Writer Contest Project
XXX
She opened the envelope. Pulling out five brand new gray banknotes, he unfolded them and counted them while inhaling the sweet smell of currency. Profit without costs was so sweet.
Puifai lies about writing a novel to send to the teacher.
Not really..even if there is a real score It is not as important as the competition project announcement that has three final days left before judging. There was a prize number that was as high as a concert ticket for a foreign artist, and she was scrambling to buy a ticket when she saw the announcement. It coincided as if it was waiting for you to grab it.
It's not difficult at all to create drama and trick the writers on that board. Plus, someone was stupid enough to give away the stairs to that prize for free.
The mood is bright and cheerful. The girl tucked the money into the drawer. Open Facebook and continue chatting..there is a cute young man that Puifai is fond of. And lately he had been talking to her for a long time.
The young girl was smiling. Laugh and embarrass yourself with your future boyfriend. When the shadow in the corner of the room began to move
The music playing on the speakers just disappeared. The computer screen suddenly turned off and then brightened up. But nothing is as frightening as..the reflection on the wall behind. that flashed through her eyes for a flash in that second
A white face With someone's smile that spreads wide
Puifai was startled. Cold sweat poured down his cheeks. Images from a moment ago haunted my mind like a curse.
Puifai didn't dare turn around. But..my instinct suddenly thought of one thing. Even though my brain says Not related at all
The broad smile of a fictional murderer
The dark shadow in the corner of the room grew larger. The water was thick and deep like ink drops crawling up the walls. Someone's shrill, whisper-like laughter floated by. With a strange smell The smell of rust was so strong it made me want to vomit.
The smell of blood..
Just a moment All senses returned to normal. There were no shadows or smells left.
But Puifai was frightened enough to get flustered and close the chat with the young man of her dreams. Then he frantically scrolled to find the ID page of the midnight blue cat. She herself still can't answer herself why.
The status bar next to the blue cat's ID picture went offline..
tight!!
A window that was sure to be closed slammed against the wall. Pui Fai suddenly became cheeky and burst out. His arm accidentally hit his mobile phone and it fell to the floor. same second She made the biggest mistake of her life.
That is, turning around and looking at the source of the sound, forgetting any consideration.
The shadows condensed into a long, stretched shape like the twisted wings of a butterfly. In the middle of that A black figure that gradually became clearer was like stepping out of a sea of ink. Giving the girl an equally crooked smile.
It..or she was a tall, slender woman wearing a high-waisted dance dress with bells on it, like a desert person. Contrary to her white skin and short Western-style veil, her face was painted with a thin layer of pure white. Decorated with colorful patterns like a circus mask. Both cheeks draw teardrop patterns..which is the opposite of a pair of scissors. There was a long, glistening blade like the sharp edge of a sword that she played with in her hand.
clown scissors
The nickname of the brutal murderer in the book she had just finished writing echoed in her mind. She was so afraid that her legs were shaking. I can't think of any more reasons to support it. When the girl in the shadows tilted her head to look at an angle that normal people couldn't do. Ready to tighten the twin sharp scissors with intent.
Those eyes were numb. but rejoiced with perversion to the point of being frightening
"Scream!!!"
Pui Fai screamed loudly. Bending to dodge the razor-sharp blade that swung and barely cut through the air above her head!
Her head hit the table..but that was all. When she opened her eyes, both the brutal murderer and the knife had disappeared from the room.
But the dark shadow on the corner of the wall still creeps..
"I don't want it anymore!!!"
Pui Fai has tears in her eyes. Vignette grabbed his cell phone and jumped out of the bedroom.
She exerted pressure on one of the cabinets, blocking the door tightly, preventing anything inside from falling out. Deliberately yelling out requests for help from parents Before realizing that..both of them were busy in other provinces.
She's home alone..with that thing!
Pubfai hurriedly turned on her mobile phone to call someone. But there was no signal!
She turned and ran down the stairs. But he didn't move anywhere. A soft, haunting laugh whispered in his ear again.. frighteningly close!
The girl flinched away from the figure that had formed at some point from the shadows beside her!
The female murderer burst out laughing. Wielding the killing blade that still smelled of the blood of the old victim, he swung it at Puifai drew his foot and narrowly avoided it again.
But there was no miracle. The young girl lost control and fell to the ground. The shadow of the clown's scissors cast a long shadow over his body. The girl scrambled to crawl towards the stairs as the other followed slowly and calmly.
Pui Fai heard the sound of soft music in a good mood..slaughtering her was the entertainment of it!
Just a little more and he would be able to reach the railing. Puifai instinctively stretched out his hand at full length. Even though I know it's hopeless He prepared to leap and flee as fast as his legs allowed him.
But..her hope was shattered much more violently than she thought.
tight!!!
Something heavy weighed down and crushed the ground in front of her. He narrowly missed the tip of his finger. It was a tall wooden cabinet that the girl slid to cover the door. Bits of wood splinters scratched the surface as it hit the ground, causing long cracks to form. A towering cabinet blocked the space between her and the stairs.
One sentence in the novel flashed through me like a nightmare.
Clown Scissors is a rare user of high-level psychic powers..
When the only escape route was closed, Puifai could only turn to face the hunter who was grinning behind the mask of a shifter. The long sword-like scissors swung in an arc and swung at the young girl with speed and sharpness, as if waiting to admire her hopeless expression before closing the account!
Shock!!
The young girl used her smaller body to twist and dodge, falling and crawling. But not as lucky as last time. A long, slender blade ran through the cottony left arm. The sleeve of the school uniform was torn down in a long, thin straight line. Exquisite and precise, almost like a work of art. But it was a crimson artwork that the next second was flooded with the color of fresh blood that overflowed from the wound.
The dark shadow of the murderer hovered over him. Pui Fai held the wound and trembled. I saw the end of my own life and cried when the deadly scissors sharpened again!
"no!!"
There was a moment when survival instincts overcame extreme fear. Puifai grabbed a ceramic vase that must have rolled on the floor when moving the display case and threw it at the girl.
Seriously!!
The vase collided with the blade of the scissors and shattered into pieces. Puifai doesn't mind waiting to see the results. Holding her wound, she ran and leapt away in the only way she could.
At the end of the walkway there is a storage room at the corner of the house, overlapping the pillars covering the door. The young girl jumped in. He slammed the lock closed without thinking. He knew that he would not be able to block the demon from the ink drop for long. But she definitely won't stay still and let it kill her!
Building, building, building
The sound of nine footsteps hitting the ground deliberately came from outside. Each beat is like a countdown signal.
Puifai hurriedly felt her way through the pile and hid behind several cardboard boxes that were piled almost to the ceiling of the room. She kept her head low. Huddling as close as possible to a musty, dusty cardboard box. The blood on his arm was still dripping and giving off a faint metallic smell.
The girl's heartbeat was so loud that she was extremely afraid that the killer would hear it. An eerie silence creeps into the atmosphere.. It is such a silence that if any sound is made You won't have any tomorrow left.
In the midst of life and death Cotton's brain spun around and almost exploded.
How did it happen..how did it actually exist?
There must be an explanation..there must be a way to get rid of it..
Maybe the only person who knows the answer..is the person who gave her the plot!!
The light on the mobile phone screen shone dimly, cutting off the darkness immediately. Pui Fai bowed low. He turned off the light and hurriedly hid it under his bloodstained school shirt. Mobilize all your concentration and scroll to find the name of the blue cat in ID's latest conversation.
The other party's status is online..
Here it is..found it!!
Pui Fai rapidly typed with his fingers without thinking.
Please help me. Please help me.
Your character has come to life. It will kill the mouse. How do you make it disappear?
Her sentence appeared on the screen. The girl held her breath, waiting for a reply. Every second is a bet with your life.
Preeya!!
Add..
The door's latch was destroyed by psychic energy.
The light outside shone dimly through the open doorway.
Puifai was startled and almost bit off her tongue. Frightened, his body was pressed low to the ground.
A shadow slid through the light...a tall, slender shadow of a young woman. There was twisted black smoke flowing unnaturally around her shadow again.
The scissors opened and closed again and again. The sound echoed repeatedly, piercing the eardrums. Pui Fai's eyes were covered with tears as she looked at the screen hidden under her skirt.
No message was returned.
His breath caught in his throat. His spine was as cold as being caressed by a ghost's fingertips. When he took his last step, he stopped and stood still, barely a meter away from his hiding place..
I'm not kidding.
Just answer, it'll kill me.
Puifai risked moving her fingers and typing a new message impatiently. The prey's strong feelings echoed, warning that the eyes of the hunter were now staring!
You must take responsibility. This crazy plot is yours.
Please answer me!!
suddenly..
The fingers that were moving up and down to spell out messages like crazy came to a sudden halt. Death's breath blows on his neck.
The girl turned and looked up. to make eye contact with the clown scissors leaning over a pile of boxes.
She just saw it clearly. That the face hidden under the brightly painted mask is..very beautiful. But plastered with intense perversion, it was as if the last abyss of hell was staring back..
Please help me. Please help me.
Your character has come to life. It will kill the mouse. How do you make it disappear?
I'm not kidding.
Just answer, it'll kill me.
You must take responsibility. This crazy plot is yours.
Please answer me!!
In a dark, closed room Filled with the musty smell of paper that hasn't been exposed to sunlight for a long time. A notebook stood out among the piles of torn books.
The frame of the glasses reflects the light on the screen, which displays a dialogue that pops up continuously. Sentence after sentence in the chat box with the top icon showing a blue cat and the night moon.
Rinlada moved the temple of her glasses on her nose. Another hand hovered over the keyboard as he read every message without bothering to reply.
Got a promotion..
The last phrase was interrupted and there was silence. for several seconds Until the young woman almost closed the window.
[Khun Pui Fai sent a request to open a video call]
She left the request open. Do not accept or reject. That side's screen then projected a one-way image.
in the rectangular frame of the video call A young girl wearing a bloodstained school uniform was crying in fear in a dark room. She was shaking so much that the camera was blurry and almost unrecognizable. Screaming loudly at Rinlada and someone else at the same time.
"You have to help me!! It's your character..scream!! I'm sorry!..don't do it to me! If you get angry because I wrote about you..I will delete it!!..I will delete it all!”
Something powerful snapped the phone in the girl's hand and it fell to the ground. But the camera kept turning in the direction showing the image of a young girl and someone surrounded by dark shadows.
Rinlada saw only the glistening reflection of the long bare blade that was crossed in a pair of scissors..
"I must thank you.. for making me come into existence."
A young woman's voice, husky and frighteningly sweet, as if from another world.. was the last thing Rinlada heard through the speakers.
before being drowned out by shrieking and shrieking And a crimson color splashed, covering everything in my vision..
Rinlada sighed. Fold the notebook closed and the video call has completely turned off.
The young woman leaned back in the chair. His fingertips caressed the white bandage that was habitually wrapped around one wrist. before stopping at the end of the knot Slowly peel off the bandage, layer by layer. Until it fell and fell to the floor.
Underneath the covering..is a completely dry wound surrounding the thin cut. Long, exquisite strokes like a work of art
The same scar as Puifai's left arm..
Rinlada thought of the smiling face of the clown scissors she saw in her dream..
It's been almost a month. But the young woman who aspired to be a writer still remembers the prayer she blurted out in front of a pagan shrine known for its sacredness and mystique.
"Let me come up with the funniest and most popular plot..I'll take it for anything..anything."
The next morning, she woke up with a brilliant idea. With the perfect outline of the novel, it was as if it had been created just for her.
Rinlada drafted the plot onto paper with excitement.. It is a story of solving a mystery to catch the murderer of a clown named Scissors in a fantasy world where the main character is a clever little child. It's a plot that will undoubtedly pass through consideration by publishers.
But..the next night, and the night after that, she started dreaming.
Clown Scissors visits her in her sleep. At first, she only smiled slyly at Rinlada from afar. But in the next dream The clown scissors appeared closer. progressively clearer
One night..she started talking to Rinlada.
“Write me up. created me in that world"
Rinlada is frightened. The novel project was temporarily shelved due to a strange premonition. But the clown scissors wouldn't let her go.
On the last night, she smiled crimson and laughed terrifyingly. "If you don't create me You must die..isn't that your own request?"
Twin scissors split open their blades and tear the air in a dream. Cutting a long slit through Rinlada's wrist.
“Come on, create me in that world. Or find someone to do it instead."
Rinlada woke up in the middle of the night with a sharp pain and a blood soaked wound on the bed. The clown's scissors cut through the dream world and into the real world. The girl's prayer created a rift that bridged the border!
She is haunted by nightmares. I was so frightened that I didn't dare sleep for three days and three nights. I'm afraid that the characters will come and take my life. Until I accidentally saw a thread looking for novel plots on a board that I regularly use.
Rinlada rubbed the wound that had begun to scab over. Smiling softly, without the slightest hint of amusement, to the girl she didn't know who died somewhere beneath the knife of a murderer, who had just been freshly brought into the real world.
"Consider it an exchange. There is no free thing in the world that doesn't expect anything in return."
[Please help write the plot of a short novel and send it to my teacher.]
Brothers and sisters, story boards. I'm here to ask for help. Please help me think of a plot for writing a novel to send to the teacher. It's a Thai language subject combined with a social studies subject. The score is very high. If I don't pass this assignment, I must definitely fail the exam. I don't want to fail the exam. Please help me please. You must write a story about the moral principle of good conquering evil.
I made it so that children can read it, and adults can read it too. Thank you very much.
By Khun Noo Puifai
[Comment 1] by Noon
What are kids like these days? I want to get points but I don't try. There's nothing free in this world.
[Comment 2] by Enjoy Life
Before asking for a free plot, can you please spell it correctly? I saw it and was annoyed.
[Comment 3] by Open up an umbrella when the sun is out.
Many days have passed. Has his younger sibling gotten a plot yet? The topic was completely silent.
[Comment 4] by Midnight Blue Cat
I don't know..but those who will come and ask for the plot You should think carefully before accepting a plot from someone else. Because we have no way of knowing. that it was copied from somewhere or not Is there any background? Or maybe you can summon something from another world? This last one is just kidding. Who could really do that?
[Comment 5] by Open up an umbrella when the sun is out.
Oh..just thinking about it. The comment above could be written as a plot for one story.
[Comment 6] by Midnight Blue Cat
Come on, I give it to you.
(finish)