Stories that reflect the truth of society that children have problems My parents don't understand me.

Let's follow how the story of one boy will proceed.

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It was dusk on Friday evening. On almost every road in Bangkok It is crowded with all kinds of cars. Getting off work on a Friday evening can be frustrating for some people because there are so many cars, but for me, there's a nice feeling to it. Weekend of working day Maybe Mom and Dad have free time to take me out to eat. Or in the house

We might talk more. I don't know how long it has been since our family hasn't eaten together. In fact, just meeting each other is already difficult. My father and mother had their own business, but believe it or not, I never knew what kind of business it was. I know it's quite big. If you say I'm not interested, that's probably the case.

It's true that those businesses help our family live comfortably. But I want happiness more. These businesses take away happiness from my family. My parents were so attentive and busy that they didn't even have time to talk to me.

“ Hey you!!! Can you stop complaining? I feel no different than you.” A familiar male voice sounded. And there were angry responses from women as well.

The sound of people arguing coming from inside the house pulled me out of my thoughts. Yes, it was my father and mother's voices. Never once had Mom and Dad argued so loudly. The feeling of inviting the two of you out to eat has disappeared. I don't know where. So I walked around and went up to the bedroom instead.

After a while, Dad's car sounded louder and he ran quickly out of the house. Of course, mother would go along with him.

I am the only son So it's a bit lonely when I have to live alone in the big house that Mom and Dad worked so hard to build with their hard work. From the business that you love so much And probably more than his son, too. But no matter how much I paid attention I wonder if tonight the newest computer that Mom and Dad just gave me money to buy will be a friend to relieve my loneliness. I am a person who has many friends. There are all forms too. Both children of rich families and children of ordinary people

or even children in slums Isn't it strange? But talking with friends the same age makes us feel good and fun. At least we know that we're not too lonely. The online world has many interesting things. But I choose to play games and chat with friends more. A friend who plays games has suggested to me many times that we should go play at a game store together.

Because it's more fun than playing alone at home. Also have many friends. But I still don't dare to go. It's not that I don't want to go. But he still wasn't brave enough to disobey his mother's orders.

“Prem, during this period parents are busy and may not be able to come home often. My child, don't go wandering anywhere. After school, hurry and go home. You mustn't stay anywhere else,” my mother told me last week.

“Then why don't Mom and Dad come home often?” I asked out of curiosity and boredom. Because my mother has been telling me this for two months now.

“The business is having a bit of a problem. Prem also reads a lot of books in grade 5 in the last semester. If your child does well, If you want anything, just ask for it. Mom is gone. Please take care of the house.” It was the last conversation I had the opportunity to have with Mom.

There isn't much in my bedroom. There are only essential items. But I like to stay in this room rather than go out. It's almost time for the final exams and I haven't studied any books, but whatever, chatting with friends is more fun. Every day after school, I would hide in front of the computer screen until late at night, sometimes until early morning.

As for my father and mother, I hardly ever saw them. You guys must be really busy.

Today I finished my exams and my friends went to celebrate by walking around the mall and watching movies, but I chose to go home instead. Because I don't have the mood to travel. I can't do the exam at all. Which is not strange to be like this. I don't read books, I don't have time. My time is all spent on games and chatting with friends.

But today it was unusual that Mom and Dad were home and eating together. But why does he look so serious?

“Prem, have you finished school yet? Why did you come home so early?” Mom greeted me.

"I have an exam today, so I ended it early." I replied, unable to help feeling hurt. Does Mom really not know?

“Then come eat quickly,” Dad said. Actually, I wanted to talk to my parents. I want to sit and eat with you. But I chose to refuse for that reason.

“I'm not hungry yet, please excuse me.” I must be used to eating alone. Besides, I'm in a hurry. Hurry up to the bedroom!!

“Where are you going in such a hurry? Let's talk to your parents first,” Father said, raising his voice rather loudly, not knowing what he was angry about. But it felt like it really stimulated my feelings. So I answered my father in an equally loud voice.

“Dad, have you ever had time for me to talk to you? It's unbelievable. All this time, I still haven't had time to show my face to my child. And right now I don't have time for dad either.” After finishing speaking, I walked up to the room as I said. I saw a part of my father's eyes that looked angry. But I don't care

“Prem, why did you say that to your father? It's not cute at all. Apologize to dad now," Mom said in shock. The feet that were about to climb the stairs suddenly stopped. But for a moment, he continued walking, not paying attention to the sound of his father cursing angrily behind him. I'm not exaggerating. Father scolded me.

Even though my father never said anything bad to me before. I walked up to the room with regret. I feel guilty for talking to my father like that. But I couldn't bring myself to go down and apologize to him. Now I just think about whether my parents ever thought about my feelings. I don't need a lot of your time. But can you please give me a little?

Just make me feel like I'm not alone in this world. It's very lonely having parents. But there doesn't seem to be any..... I don't know when the tears started flowing. I realized that I couldn't see anything anymore. It's all blurry... In the end, I cried until I fell asleep.

After that day, I saw my parents more often. But every time we met, it didn't go so smoothly. We argue more often as well. Especially after knowing my grades from school. There seems to be more conflict. So I could only vent to my friends.

Meanwhile, during this school break, I'm playing games and chatting without sleep. Stay in the room all day and all night. My father and mother stopped paying attention to me. I'm probably tired of arguing. I wonder if he took the time to do those beloved businesses. But having said that, staying in a square room all the time like this is kind of boring.

Also, my friend invited me to play at the game store. He also said that you could stay at his house. Quite interesting. There was no one in the house anymore. If I'm not there, what's going to happen? So I decided to pack 3-4 sets of clothes and put them in a bag. along with savings of nearly twenty thousand baht

A friend I once told you that there are all kinds. This is another form. These people are not studying and are considered to be wax students who have no future. living in a slum community Why was I able to get to know them? How about chatting? The online world is a small place. And I feel like they understand me too. After talking, I feel comfortable.

At least it makes me know that I'm not alone in this world. They live in groups of 6, all men. When I came to live with him, I became another member of the group. At first I wondered why they didn't work because they had money to spend and travel, but they told me that they had work but only for a long time before they could do it.

Therefore, each day consists of hanging out at game stores and driving around on motorbikes. Or they gamble on car races late at night along the main road. When the police come to chase you That's the fun or taste of good waxing. I had a chance to try it out. It's exciting and challenging. I've never done it before.

My life before consisted of just a house and school and I rarely went anywhere or saw anything new. I felt like I was part of the group. My friends are very important to me. They will ask and worry about me. I think these are my true friends.

After only a week, I got to know a lot of new things. Although the new address is not very convenient But it's happy. The money I brought with me now was starting to deplete day by day.

“Hey Prem, have you run out of money yet?” a friend in the group asked.

“There are only a few hundred left. I guess I'll just get dinner this time.” I replied with worry. I'm afraid that if I run out of money, I'll have to go home. Deep down, I wasn't very comfortable. He still felt guilty about running away from home like this. But I also want to know if my father and mother are worried about me now.

Do you think you'll come looking for me? Or just keep working like in the past

“Don't worry, friend. Even if you run out of money, we still have a source of money to spend.” Another friend in the group saw my uneasy expression and walked over and patted my shoulder and said with a smile to the rest of the friends. So I looked at their faces, curious to know where they were going to get the money from.

“I'll find out tonight. Are you interested in joining together, Prem?" Interested? Of course... I'm already interested.

Late at night, in the middle of a rather lonely alley. There were 7 of us but we were divided into two groups. They all wore black clothes and hooded hats.

“Why do you have to dress like a thief like this? What are you going to do?” I asked, curious. And deep down there's only worry. Because I started to feel strange that it was definitely not the correct way to dress. and acted secretly and suspiciously like this

“I'll tell you, Prem. Today we are going to steal things.” Upon receiving this answer, I began to feel protest in my heart. Common sense tells me not to do it!! “Are you afraid, Prem?” Seeing me quiet, my friend asked.

“You can back off. We'll do it ourselves. You can go back home and wait first,” the same friend said sympathetically. In fact, they weren't all bad people. Even if society views the opposite of me. But I don't know why they had to rob other people. And tonight's victim must be the warehouse ahead. What should I do?

Having me back is no different from abandoning a friend. But if I want to stay and steal other people's things, I can't do it. Confusion rushed into my head. What should I do?

“Hey!! Don't delay and Father will come and drag you to jail. I've arrived, and whatever you want to do, hurry up and do it!!” One of the friends who was waiting for my decision said hurriedly. But before I could answer my friend, a voice rang out. It wasn't my friend's voice either. And whose voice is it??

“Stop!!!! Now you thieves. The police have surrounded you all. Surrender yourself.” And I got an answer right away. Since when have the police been lurking?!! I just stood there stunned, not knowing what to do. Everyone looked at each other in awe, but no one said a word. In the end, we all succumbed to the arrest of the police. Oh!!! It's dead. Have I been arrested by the police?

All sorts of feelings came rushing in until I couldn't keep my composure. I feel guilty and I'm afraid. Yes, I'm afraid. I'm very afraid. I'm afraid that I will go to jail. I'm afraid that if I go to jail, what will my future be like? I'm afraid that my parents will scold me. What will happen to me if you find out about this? And that's what I'm most afraid of. I'm afraid that Mom and Dad will be sad.

“How could you do this, Prem?!!!” This voice made my thoughts stop. The sound is very familiar.

“Father....Mom....” What exactly happened? Why are Mom and Dad here? But before I could do anything, the police came and arrested us. Freedom is gone. How do Mom and Dad look at me? I have a hard time guessing.

Finally I had to go home. The house I escaped from To find love, understanding, warmth

“Prem, go upstairs first,” Mother said to me in a gentle voice, but Father.... He didn't even look at me.

After I was captured along with my friends My father and mother had a lawyer go and bail me out. My friends also told the police that I had nothing to do with this matter. That's it, so I came home again. And this return made me realize why my father and mother had not returned home in the past period.

Why are Mom and Dad so busy with their business that they have no time for me? And I found out... I know that you all did everything for me.

“Prem, do you realize how much suffering you are feeling if you are not at home with your father and mother? Mother and father searched for the child at the homes of their friends but could not find them. Do you know that I am very worried about you?” Mom said while crying. I didn't know how heart wrenching it was. But it was too full for tears to flow. So he remained silent.

“Aren't Prem angry at Mom and Dad for not having time for their children? What will Mom tell you? Our business has problems, as you can see. There are thieves who come to steal things from the warehouse time and time again. So mom and dad need to do something....and that's important. Now his father is sick. Have to stay in the hospital often I rarely come home.

But Father doesn't want Prem to know.” I was stunned. I looked at my mother's face and couldn't help but tremble in my heart. In the past, you guys have done so much for me. And I..make you sad all the time. In the end, I couldn't hold back my tears. It flows out quietly.

“Promise me, Prem. From now on, Prem won't make Mom and Dad sad again," Mom said in a trembling voice.

I sat still in the room. Think and review the past. Will I still be angry at my mom and dad? If everything you do is because...you care about me. Will I still be angry at my mom and dad? If everything you do is because of...love me I asked myself repeatedly And finally I got that answer....

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