National Children's Fiction Contest ; )

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By beautiful woman, purple poka dot

Hmm...it doesn't stop me from doing it. Poka didn't mind. But it's not that bad -.,-

From the topic:

NC

latest :

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Details of various matters:

Subject: What do you want to be when you grow up?

writer :

True noon does not tilt (

Poly1800) -

When "dreams" and "age" are inversely proportional to each other

Subject: Mysterious shadow?

writer : UnSpokenWord (LostCause) -

The terrifying story of the night of "Young Man"

Subject: Another small angle

writer : pergula (mimimim) -

Society, class and division cause one child not to receive "What others receive"

Subject: Fireflies and the moon

writer :

Nam Khong - When a "firefly" thought of competing for light with the "moon" but it found that...

Can you tell me? Do you think you are a child or an adult?

From what I've seen, I think...you're just a kid. The only people who act in dramas are adults.

Inside the room shrouded in darkness I just sat in this room holding my hands in the dark and thinking. There wasn't much furniture in the room except for a chair and a desk and a pile of documents waiting for me to sign.

I sighed tiredly. The awaited holiday is broken with papers on the table and a sign. The 'company president' who is supporting my neck right now

Hope to rest

Happiness to be surrounded by things you love.

The dreams I had as a child that I had hoped for

It was deducted only because of the orders of the people at home who framed it for me. I can only draw and paint pictures in frames. Hoping that there will be a miracle that something will break this frame. But not once...

I closed my eyes slowly. Listen to the wind blowing in from the open window. Black curtains fluttered in the darkness. The sound of something falling on the floor of the room. But I was too tired to open my eyelids and stare there...

Something touched my face. It's a cold touch. But it felt more comfortable and relaxed than before. I slowly opened my eyelids. Look at what's in front of you. and found that the owner of that touch was...

little boy Wear a white long-sleeved shirt over a suit. black shorts Gray long socks and leather shoes

Garnet eyes flashed with amusement.

His lips stretched into a smile that revealed tiny fangs. Brown messy hair and a small top hat.

The child's right hand was touching my face. The other holds a round-headed cane.

One look and you will know that it is made from high quality wood. On the head of the staff was a medallion of some kind that I couldn't identify.

“Hello.” The little boy was still smiling in a good mood. The calm tone that matched his age made the small figure on the table look different from what a child no more than ten years old should have.

“Who are you?” I was still cautious. His eyes shifted to the door that was still heavily locked. If that were the case, this child would definitely not come in like a normal person. Whether through or jumping from the window.

“Even if I told you, you wouldn't know.” The little boy still smiled at me. Playful eyes rolling around the room, I just sat motionless on the tall chair. What exactly is wrong with this child? And what does he want with me?

"Don't be afraid...my name is Garnet. Nice to meet you." Garnet said in a calm voice that was different from his appearance. Eyes the same color as the child's name stared at me. The hand on my face slid down to mine, a small hand gently holding my hand. Even though Garnet's hands were very cold.

Hoy! Very cool...so who exactly is Garnet? A ghost or a person?

“I am neither a ghost nor a human. I'm a spirit...” Garnet laughed in good spirits. Which I don't understand what's the difference between spirits and ghosts! And why does this little kid look so much calmer than someone like me?

“You shouldn't judge people based on their appearance alone...whether my body is that of a child or an adult. My inner soul is still me. Just like a human being like you Even though the body grows But in your soul you just learn to act like a normal adult. All humans are like that...

I tell myself I'm an adult by specifying my age, but actually I'm an 'adult' in my understanding. It is the growth of the spirit...”

"What are you talking about? I don't know." I shook my head in confusion. Growth? body? Spirit? After all, it's just the same person, isn't it?

“From what I can see I think...you're just a kid. The only people who act in dramas are adults. You are no different than a child who walks the line that others have drawn. If you accidentally fall out of that line You don't know what to do.” Garnet continued to speak quietly. I still haven't adjusted properly. It's something that no one tells us how to do...

"Open your mind a bit...are you willing to let me talk all the time?" Garnet tilted her head. His eyes wandered to the sofa placed in the middle of the room. It's the same color as the walls of the room, so sometimes I forget it's even there.

“Uh...sit first.” I gestured towards the sofa. The little boy jumped off the table, walked with a cane just the right size for his small body, and jumped onto the sofa.

“Would you like some tea? Or is it coffee...” I asked Garnet, he nodded softly.

“I would like some hot cocoa, please. It's very cold outside. You're all cold.”

It's not that it's already cold, is it?

“Oh, if it's about my skin. Actually, it's not very cold. But today the weather is a bit too cold, so it's just really cold. Ha ha ha,” Garnet laughed. I went to make hot cocoa. From the table at the edge of the room that I rarely use, on the table are the remains of instant coffee packets that I used as a refuge when I stayed late at work.

I handed the glass to Garnet. A small hand took the glass and held it, gently sipping. I sat down next to Garnet. The little boy gave me a small smile. The hand holding the glass slowly Move over and hold my hand again. The other hand was still holding a glass that had half a cup of cocoa left in it. Hot smoke still comes out of the glass. The smell of cocoa permeated the room that was filled with the smell of paper and ink.

I don't know because of the heat from the cocoa cup that transferred to Garnet's hand. Or because the warmth of the child's smile makes me feel warm like I can't tell you.

“The duty of a soul like me... is to make humans like you know your own heart and mind. In fact, there are many spirits everywhere. It's just that you may not see it or you may not be the person who needs our help. Who each spirit will go to is impossible to know. The fact that I came to see you...

It's like a chance encounter. And you need my help.”

“But I didn't need help...so how did you get in?! “

“It's not important. Because as soon as I can make your spirit grow That means my duty is finished.”

“What if that thing of mine doesn't grow? What are you going to do?”

“I have to stay until my work is finished! “ Garnet released his grip on my hand and cradled the glass in his hand again. drink cocoa in a glass I look with affection on little children who do things freely. Little children who speak eloquently and confidently without worrying about their backs.

Will I be able to be like this child?

“Ha, thank you for Cocoa. Much warmer.” Garnet smiled, baring her teeth. Give me an empty glass I set it down on the small table next to me. He looked back at Garnet again.

“Her eyes are beautiful.”

“Thank you, that's why I got the name Garnet...but you? What is the origin of your name?”

I sat and thought for a while before replying.

"I don't remember." I shook my head, Garnet tilting her head slightly. and smile back

“I think I remember...I just don't want to talk about it. Okay! There's only one way for a child like you to open their eyes to the real world...actually, I don't really want to use it.” I didn't even have time to ask Gomen what he was going to do. Garnet then got off the sofa and stood on the floor.

Grab the cane you put aside and twist the outer casing of the cane. The soft sound of the handle of the staff detaching from the head. Revealing the sharp knife handle inside. Light reflected from the blade onto Garnet's face. Garnet-colored eyes stared at the hilt without blinking. I could only stand and stare in shock.

Even though time cannot change The night cannot be returned. Nothing else can stop it. But the only strength that is strong is the mind...wake up from your slumber. and grow as you should.

Garnet softly sang a song. Even without music and melody But Garnet's calm voice penetrated deep into my heart. The sound of his heartbeat was as clear as the melody of Garnet's cries. The surroundings seemed to have stopped. The fluttering curtains were stopped for a moment. Feeling the wind on your body stopped.

Garnet continued to sing until the atmosphere around her began to change.

From a narrow room in a high-rise building to a vast park. Amidst the light snowfall But even though Garnet and I were standing on the white snow, But there was no touch at all. that says we are here It was like just watching pictures from a television set.

“Where is this?” I turned to ask. The little figure slowly adjusted his top hat and smiled at me.

“In your memory, sir. Maybe your childish heart is hiding it. To prevent the sadness from eating away at my heart even more.”

"I can not remember..."

“Then we just stand here. Wait and see what will happen.” Garnet walked to stand next to me. I looked up to see what would happen. And then I was startled when my eyes fell on a little boy walking towards me. His face was stained with tears that wouldn't stop flowing. Dresses and robes made from the highest quality fabric show the status of the family...

With just one look, I knew immediately that the child was me. The memories in my head slowly came back. Things that I wanted to forget became clear again.

“Why are you crying?” Garnet walked towards me when I was little. The child looked up at Garnet. The face shows sorrow

“Why do I have to do what everyone tells me to do? I was forbidden from doing many things,” I moaned breathlessly. Garnet nodded slowly.

“Is that all?”

“Although today is indeed Children's Day. But my parents didn't care and sent me to study. Several days ago I asked them where my name came from. They said it was just a name. There's no need for much, even though my other friends aren't like this.” The little boy cried loudly. Explosion of emotion at Garnet

Garnet only kept a straight face. Turn and speak to me softly.

“Did you see that? This is the thing you most want to forget...the thing that makes your mind too afraid to grow into an adult. and tried to play a drama to hide his sorrow Do you understand? I'm telling you that now is the time to stop running away from your fears and embrace the truth.”

“What do you mean?” I shook my head and turned my back on Garnet. The sound of feet hitting the ground came closer and a small hand touched my hand.

“Drawing a picture consistently within the frame It's more difficult than drawing outside the box. Why don't you walk away from the lines you've drawn? I think it would be better.” I turned to look at Garnet. The child smiled softly at me. The atmosphere around me slowly faded and everything returned to its original state.

I returned to the same room again, a narrow room on a tall building, a room that smelled of paper and ink...but now the figure standing next to me... I disappeared without me realizing it. I turned and looked around. There was no sign of anything in the room. A small top hat was placed neatly on the sofa. I walked in and held it. Inside the hat was a neatly folded piece of paper.

Handwritten in black ink, it was addressed to me.

'Although I don't know the origin of your name. But people like me who have been around for a long time know this. that a person's name is just a name that is used to call them What matters is what the owner of that name will do to differentiate himself from others. That means courage. Dare to face things. If you are hurt by standing on the line that others have drawn, You just step out.

There is no reason to step on it. There are probably hundreds or thousands of people with a name like you in this world. But I believe that in this world You are the only one who can set yourself apart.

May your drama end soon.

garnet'

I folded the paper and put it in my hat. Place it on a part of your work table and get to work again. Actually, I don't mind doing this work at all. In fact, I even like it. But I'm probably more tired of being forced to do this and that, so I refuse. Sometimes it's nothing too scary. I should probably try to have some fun with this one a little more.

I looked at the children's top hats from time to time. Before long, piles of documents were organized into files. I sighed and put the file on the bookshelf. Turn your back to your desk.

Something touched my back...a small child. Holding me gently Garnet let me look back. He smiled again.

“I'm glad to see you grow. Now I can assure you that you will be able to quit acting once and for all.”

“Thank you…” I smiled at Garnet for the first time. He stroked the child's head and messy brown hair. Garnet giggled.

“My duties are over. It looks like I forgot my hat, but never mind, I gave it to you. Bye.” Garnet waved at me. Suddenly, a small figure ran to the window and jumped out of the room.

I ran after him and looked at the window. Look down at the bottom No matter where I looked, I couldn't even see the child's shadow. All the cars below cut in front of each other. Even though it was very late, the traffic was never quiet. The sky was overcast and the moon and stars could be seen. I looked at the atmosphere outside this narrow room for a while.

Without realizing it, someone opened the tightly closed door and quietly walked in behind me...

All of a sudden!

My body slowly Slowly falls to the ground Before I could turn around to see who was coming up behind me, I fell.

Today is the first day that I saw the importance of life...

It's the first day that I want to make myself different.

But it seems like my night is over...forever.

“At least now I can tell you that you are no longer a child,” Garnet smiled beside me. Garnet's body slowly softened. agreed with me as well

“Don't be afraid. You just fall asleep...and when you wake up I'm right next to you.” Garnet's small figure slowly disappeared. No...he didn't disappear. He was swallowed and dissolved into the mist. But I know that he is still beside me. I can feel the warmth of this child.

I slowly closed my eyes and thought back to the past. I smile over this long night. It was the best night of my life...

Ah...why does it feel like this building is so tall today?