The Dream Shop is the story of a person who turned his back on his faith. Because in his past life he had been full of disappointments and hardships all the while doing good deeds consistently. An unfortunate event that happened to his mother caused him to experience something unbelievable... something we cannot see called belief.

It may or may not actually exist. Some people believe with all their heart and soul. Some people consider it ignorant and nonsensical. The dream shop and the dream writer represent things that cannot be seen. Mother is a woman of faith and strong beliefs. It's a short story with only one episode.

Uncle Khian dreams of opening a supermarket called “Dream Shop” on the front, looks superficially similar to 7-Eleven. But in truth, Uncle Khianfun traveled from a distant star to help the people of the world who are good people. Because this shop uses only good deeds to buy the dreams you want. Anyone who receives help until it is completed will never see this shop and Uncle Khian Dream again.

The stars that Uncle was dreaming about were peaceful. People have beautiful hearts Have excellent morals Can travel across dimensions, time, and universes with the power of the mind. “Dream shops” will appear everywhere to help good people in trouble. One day, this shop may be located in front of your house. If you are a good person

The story in this book is fictional for entertainment purposes. Even though the author is deeply inspired by certain beliefs.

Kamphon never forgets the past stories from many years ago. Things that happened to him that time changed his mind. Makes some of the prejudices that were stuck in my heart disappear completely...

At a hospital in the ICU, Kamphon's mother lay unconscious with a blood infection. The doctor's voice was speaking to him. Tell him what he should know. It's time now

“You have to start coming to terms with it early on. The doctor tried to help to the best of his ability. But the patient's condition deteriorated greatly. The doctor probably couldn't hold it for more than three days.”

Kamphon collapsed and leaned his body against the table he was sitting on. I tried to beg the doctor in a trembling voice that sounded like I was about to cry.

“Doctor, please help my mother. I have only one mother. Without her, there would be no one left in my life.”

“Doctor, I really apologize. The doctor tried to help to the best of his ability.”

Ending the conversation, tears of pain fell from his eyes as he felt extremely traumatized. Walked out of that room. His brain was completely blurred. He returned to sit in front of the ICU and monitor his mother's condition. There's only a little hope that a miracle would come to save my mother from death He was so lost in thought that he fell asleep.

Images of stories that were buried in the past suddenly appeared in my brain, alternating back and forth, this story, this story, all at once, but all of a sudden! His mother suddenly stood up. Walked over and sat next to me. The expression looked neutral. Cold eyes looked at him with concern. After a long time, he slowly reached out and shook his arm to wake him up. With a cold voice

“Kamphol...wake up, child. Wake up, wake up!..."

He was sleepy and slowly opened his eyes. Oh my god! How did you get up from the bed? He couldn't believe his eyes.

“Mom!...How is this possible?”

Mother smiled coldly and rubbed his head back and forth. Tell him in a cool, calm voice.

“We must have faith, my child. Sacred things never abandon good people. You're looking at us. Always do good deeds. You keep helping us.”

Mother has always believed in the things she respected. Always remind him of this. Because lately he seems to have changed in the beliefs he once had.

“Yes, mother…”

Finishing the order, Mother smiled faintly, got up, turned and walked away. No matter how much I yelled and called out, Mom wouldn't say yes or no, she just kept walking away...

“Don't forget, child. We must have faith. You are looking at us.”

This voice still echoes in my head over and over. until he woke up shocked

“Sigh! Were we dreaming?”

Kamphon had lost faith and had long since turned his back on the belief in things that could not be seen. Because of repeated misfortunes in life Makes him feel that his own beliefs are never on his side. never seen Never came to help him with anything. Even though he has always done only good deeds. Both making merit and giving alms and keeping the precepts Be grateful to the benefactor But life has deteriorated to the lowest point.

By this time he was completely blind. Confused and lost, looking for refuge Anything that can be done must be tried. Kamphon immediately decided to head to the Brahma Shrine next to the hospital. To do as mother said in the dream The smell of incense, candle smoke, flower garland floats from afar. Touch the tip of his nose until he feels the fragrance and atmosphere of holiness...

Arriving in front of the court, he slowly sat down humbly. Closing his eyes, he clasped his hands together and prayed to the holy spirit to save his mother from death. Suddenly, the weather suddenly changed.

Wow...Wow... The wind blew in from time to time. The sky gradually darkened But Kamphon still closed his eyes and sat calmly, not aware of the commotion that was brewing around him. Now he felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before, to the point that he didn't want to open his eyes. The weather is becoming more and more unstable.

Wow...woooo... The branches and grass rippled in the wind. Thunder and lightning flashed and light flashed. All around was covered with turmoil.

Blink, flicker, flicker, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed. It's like passing into another magical dimension in the Harry Potter movies.

He regained his composure and let out a soft breath. Slowly, I opened my eyes. But suddenly! A convenience store that looked similar to 7-Eleven appeared standing tall in front.

“Hey! How is this possible? Just now, I didn't see anything. How did I get here? Or did I not notice because I was distracted?”

He was stunned! What happened to him? incredible

“That's not true, I dreamed it, right!...”

He tried to stay calm. Sitting stunned, he looked around. Was in a state of confusion for a long time. How was this possible? He was still confused by what was happening in front of him. Slowly he stood up and walked towards the store slowly, observing various things to find the answer. He stopped and stood in front of the store. Sweep your eyes and observe your surroundings.

It's a 7-Eleven store. But the sign says "Dream Shop"

The front of the store looks quiet. When you look in, you still don't see anyone. The atmosphere seemed strangely lonely. He walked slowly and carefully. Do you have to go look inside the store to clear your doubts?

Passed through the door and in front of the counter was empty, with no employees standing at all. Probably going to the bathroom...he thought. Looking around, the product placement looked no different from a 7-Eleven store. But there are some strange things for sale mixed in. As he walked around, he saw a shelf with products in the bottom corner saying "Selling Dreams." He was especially interested.

Suddenly...light from the lightning still reflected from time to time. He walked in and stood in front of the shelf selling dreams. There were small white boxes arranged side by side. Each box has a dream written on it: "Millionaire, Happiness, Success, Kaewsarapatnuek". There are many more dream boxes stacked on top of each other. Every box has a star logo on it. What the hell is going on?

Everything seemed strange from the moment he opened his eyes and saw this shop had already appeared.

“Is there anything I can help you with, young man?”

He was shocked!...amidst the mysterious atmosphere. A hoarse voice floated from behind. He immediately turned towards the voice. An older man but still looking smart Dressed in a cowboy style outfit, wearing a hat and a white beard. A kind-hearted person stood with a smiling face looking at him. His eyes looked mysterious and suspicious, but he looked like a good person.

“Hello, Uncle.”

“Hello young man...”

Kampon was somewhat relieved from his worries. He wasn't lost here alone like he thought. My heart has calmed down a bit. Anxiety also decreased.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?”

“Uncle's name is Khian Fun. Or you can call Uncle Khian. Uncle is the owner of this shop.”

Good. Then Uncle Khian must know what is happening right now. Everything seems strange.

"My name is Kamphon."

"Um…"

"I'm looking at this, Uncle Khian."

He points to Chell selling dreams.

“Is something wrong, Kamphon?”

“What is it? I want to know.”

“It is whatever you see. Whatever dream you want, just take it…”

Kamphon tried to accept what he was facing even though it seemed so bizarre.

"So what can it be used for?"

"Just as it's written. What dreams do you have that you want…”

“Can it really be done?”

Uncle Khian's expression was so serious that he began to believe, half believing, half disbelieving.

“Um, really…”

He still didn't believe it much, but he was just following the flow.

“Right now my mother is seriously ill and will probably not last more than three days.”

“Um...I know…”

"Eh! And how does Uncle Khian know?”

“When you make a wish…”

Kampon was curious as to how his uncle knew! But I decided to skip this matter for now because right now I'm more worried about my mother.

“So what should I do?”

He picked up a dream box and handed it to Kamphon.

“You take this dream away. It probably suits her best. This is the crystal of all things!!!...You can ask for anything you want.”

“Can it really be done?”

"True...but you have to have confidence, determination, faith."

Uncle Khian spoke in a serious tone with a warm smile on his face.

“Thank you, Uncle.”

Kamphon received the dream box from Uncle Khian Fun and petted it with interest. He felt strange. You can feel that there is a mysterious energy hidden in it. He was starting to feel excited about what was happening, more than half believing it.

“How much money do I need? There's no price attached to it."

“I didn't use the money to buy it. Use goodness to buy Follow Uncle to the counter.”

Kamphon immediately followed Uncle Khian. Uncle Khian walked inside and he was at the counter like when paying money at 7-Eleven.

“This is a goodness scanner.”

Uncle Khian lifted the machine up and showed it to him. From the looks of it, it's just a barcode scanner used in any supermarket, nothing special.

“I will use this good deed scanner to see if your good deeds are enough to buy this box of dreams. If the machine says it passes, you can activate this dream box right away.”

“Yes, Uncle Khian.”

He stood still and let Uncle Write take the goodness scanner to scan his forehead.

Dudddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd! Uncle Khian tried again and still didn't pass. Uncle Khian never gave up trying and repeated it many times and it was still the same...not passing!...

Uncle Khian turned around and shook his head, feeling disappointed at what had happened. He spoke slowly.

"I am sorry As you can see, it didn't pass.”

At this moment, no matter what, he must find a way to help his mother. Either way This time, he turned to ask Uncle Khian to find a way to help again.

“Uncle Khian, is there any way to help?”

Uncle Khian shook his head sadly and refused.

“I'm sorry, young man. I really can't help…”

Kamphon's mood right now is no different from when the doctor told him the bad news about his mother. Feeling dark, confused, hopeless The atmosphere is quiet and stressful!

But suddenly he suddenly appeared as if he remembered something!!... His facial expression looked alert and enthusiastic.

“May I take another look, Uncle?”

“It's no use, young man. Please let go…”

Uncle Khian remained silent with a sad face, feeling as disappointed as he was about what had happened. But he still tried to beg.

“Uncle Khian. Please...let me try again, Uncle. If it doesn't work this time, I won't urge you again, I promise.”

“Um… you can try it.”

Uncle Khian couldn't stand his urging and agreed to do as Kamphon asked, knowing in his heart that it would be of no use. Kamphon closed his eyes again, intending to wait for Uncle to write and take the goodness scanner to scan his forehead.

The scan starts again. The screen doesn't show anything. Still quiet as before He still wouldn't open his eyes. Concentrate and pray with your heart and mind. Let everything go Believe with all your heart and trust that the sacred will arrange everything for you. Whatever it is He will believe and trust without question. The surrounding atmosphere began to fluctuate.

Wow...Wow...the wind blew again. The trees and grass swayed in the wind. The sky was pitch black and lightning flashed brightly every now and then. Increasingly stronger Everything looks noisy and chaotic. He kept his mind firmly in meditation…

Uncle Khian still held the scanner tightly and pointed it at his forehead, his hands shaking and sweating profusely. Do your best to help amidst the chaos!...It's like everyone is tapping into some invisible force. Holding together for a long time...

Until finally, a bright light appeared in Kamphon's mind. This allowed the Goodness Scanner to enter his heart. The turbulent atmosphere gradually calmed down. The star logo on the dream box flashed with light. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Kamphon opened his eyes with the utmost joy.

"We've succeeded, Uncle..."

Uncle Khian didn't hesitate and immediately turned to him and told him to do something important.

“Open the lid of your dream box, young man. And pray for her mother's safety…”

Kamphon turned and nodded and smiled. He opened the dream box. Immediately, a shimmering light shot out, sending a cool and refreshing fragrance throughout the area. He closed his eyes and prayed for his mother to be safe and recover from her illness. Uncle Khian turned around and smiled, his cheeks widening, and he reached out to pat his shoulder to congratulate him.

“Khun Nan...Khun Nan…”

“Yes, Uncle Khian.”

He responded, reaching out to take the hand that was patting his shoulder and slowly opening his eyes.

"Oh...did I dream again?"

He let go of the nurse. It's not my uncle's hand writing this. In fact, he was sleeping in front of the ICU room. The nurse came to wake him up because the doctor called him urgently.

As he walked along the path, he felt despondent and hopeless. You can guess what the doctor will call him to talk about. His heart trembled. I felt so frightened that I didn't want to hear bad news from the doctor again.

He arrived and saw the doctor sitting and waiting. His expression was so calm that his heart fluttered even more. He pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the doctor. The conversation began.

"The doctor has something important to inform Mr. Kamphon..."

Up until now, he had accepted everything no matter what.

“Your mother suddenly woke up. Symptoms of bloodstream infections have decreased to almost normal. The doctor waited to see the symptoms for a while. Soon you will be able to return home. The doctor congratulates you..."

He couldn't believe it was possible. This time, he probably wouldn't dream again. I was so happy I almost felt like I was flying. The sky became bright once again. It was as if something heavy had been completely thrown out of my heart. The mood immediately changed.

Kamphon took a long breath until his lungs were full and then exhaled fully until he heard a hissing sound. His smile spread across his face after forgetting to smile like this for a long time. Hurry and walk out to the Brahma Shrine. The scent of incense, candle smoke, flower garlands floated to the tip of his nose until he felt the fragrant scent, recalling the events that had just happened not long ago.

He walked and stood in front of the court. He slowly looked around. He must be shocked again!!... The dream shop moved to a different corner from last time. Sigh...but that's okay, at least this shop still really exists.

He hurriedly walked over and stood in front of the store, his heart very joyful. Without waiting, he immediately walked into the dream shop. Walked through the door and now there was an employee standing at the counter. He walked around and looked around. In the innermost corner, where has Chelsea sold her dreams? He tried to explore every nook and cranny until the staff had to come in and ask.

“What product are you looking for?”

"I came to see Uncle write dreams."

The employees looked confused and surprised. Who is Uncle Khian Fun?

“There are no people here whose names are written in dreams…”

“No problem, thank you.”

He hurriedly walked out to check the sign in front of the store to make sure. As he walked out of the store, he came to terms with the fact that he might never see Uncle Khian Fun again. He stood in front of the store and slowly turned to look at the sign. “Seven-Eleven.” He stood still for a while, then slowly spread a smile of happiness and accepted what had happened.

He was still standing in front of the store, thinking about Uncle Khian Fun. Unbeknownst to him, Uncle Khian Fun was also secretly standing and watching him from a corner in the hospital.

Today Kamphon and his mother have a comfortable life. He often thought about the events of that day, still thinking about the "dream shop" and Uncle Dream Writer. Still praying in my heart to see Uncle again one more time...