Have you ever lost a pen??

Don't deny it...I think almost everyone has. Have you ever thought that It's crying.

Imagine that our objects are alive. have feelings Know what we do What we say If you lose it How sad will it be? If you find something else to replace it How sad will it be?

This is the story of one watch. A time machine that no one cares about, but it loves its owner with all his heart until the last second of its "life".

Tick...Tick..Tick...Tick...

The sound of the old pendulum wall clock continues to do its job, over and over and over.

Tick...Tick...Tick...Tick

The old, golden iron pendulum swung back and forth with duty. The two silver horses that were decorated slowly spun to a rhythm that sounded "clink...clink..."

Ting...Tong...Tong...Tong

Another hour complete for this burden. The black hand in the watch slowly moves past the Roman numerals to indicate the time. The pendulum continues to swing back and forth. Even at midnight today when everyone in the house was resting. It continued to perform its duties without tiring.

"That's enough..." the girl in the pink pajamas said, "Stop making that annoying noise. I'm going to sleep."

"But if we stop...your father and mother won't wake up in the morning." He smiled.

"You're talking too much," she replied in a tired voice. "If you tell me to stop, then stop."

“But…” The watch looked at the girl's face. But she responded by staring blankly at the clock out of the corner of her eye, "Yes, Miss."

The clock's pendulum swings slower and slower until it finally stops. The hands in the clock slowly stopped moving. until the surrounding atmosphere became silent The dark brown time machine looked out the window with powerless eyes. It looked at the moon and the twinkling stars. The trees emit a sweet scent. Crickets make soft noises.

Everyone performed their duties well without anyone criticizing them. While the clock has done its job every day and every time since it was created, But it seemed worthless and was never cared for.

'If we disappear one day Will anyone want us?'

He thought to himself before closing his eyes and resting for the first time in his life....

"Gypsy!!!!" Mom jerked my arm in shock. I slowly opened my eyes to see the old world. Then start living the same boring old way of life. "Wake up early, child. It's already nine o'clock!!!"

I would like to retract the statement that the old way of life Looks like today is going to be a little special. Exactly...I'm going to be late for school!!

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At nine o'clock it will already be the end of the first period. This semester has just opened. Some schools haven't opened yet. If you say that the traffic jams are too bad, you can't be sick, or you're busy, there's no evidence. Damn it, today is such an unlucky day.

I stopped thinking about crazy things like skipping class all day or sneaking in through the back of the school. Then get up and take a shower, brush your teeth, and change clothes. Before some thoughts entered my head

"Mr. Clock..." I turned towards that living thing. "Today we woke up late because of you, right? Why, why don't you do your 'duty'!!!"

"But you...."

“Be quiet. If you're wrong, don't admit it. Clocks have the job of telling the time and warning us to wake up. What are you doing here?"

"But you were the one who ordered me..."

"Enough. I'm too lazy to listen to excuses. Especially listening to it from a watch that doesn't know the time like you!!"

"Gypsy...where are you?...Let's hurry and go."

A familiar voice called for me to follow. But before you go I shot a displeased look at the stupid watch. who dared to destroy my image And like this, what will the friends in the room think? Good kids become late for no reason. And whose face can I look at?

'These kids...' Watch thought, 'preserve your own face more than other people's feelings...'

'No...maybe. We might be as worthless as you say. No one came to clean us. The dust settled thickly. The dial is dull and not worth looking at. It's just a used item, just a watch, and it's just worthless. It's just of no use.'

'Come on, think positively. Gypsies give us their feelings. She gave us life'

To think like that But I couldn't help but feel sad. Everyone treated him like he was forgotten. Let him be alone Which day by day these feelings become more and more and more....

I ran down the hallway until I stopped in front of my classroom and wiped the sweat that was all over my face. Don't wonder why you sweat just walking up the building. Well, I couldn't escape that cruel administrative teacher. causing severe punishment

"Please allow me to enter the room." I opened the door and walked into the room with my head bowed. This is the first time in my life that a good kid like me is late for school. Thinking about it, I'm still angry at you. The watch hasn't disappeared at all.

“Hurry up and come in. Then copy it on the board and put it in your notebook. Before the teacher deletes it,” the teacher said to me, his eyes still staring at the sample book from another room through those thick glasses.

“Look, you guys, look…” This voice is… dead. We will definitely be ridiculed again. "Almost all of the teacher's beloved children are late. For what reason??"

"My story They're not involved."

"I guess I'll wake up late. Haha." She laughed heartily and smiled at me. "We Let's talk together. Madam woke up late. Madam, you woke up late."

About a dozen other students spoke in unison at me. Makes me feel ashamed to say the least. If it weren't for Mr. Watch Today would be another normal day.

"Not at all," I turned away, "Don't be accusing me."

“I didn't mean you,” she pretended not to notice. It had just bloomed this morning when I arrived at school. But she probably didn't see it in time. Well, she woke up late, haha."

"It's already too much. It's just that I'm late. There's no need to make fun of this."

“Just late? But from what I saw before, you had to run ten laps around the field.” The woman flicked back her hair covering her eyes, “Our school field is quite wide. I didn't watch it all the time. I don't know if she fell or not."

“I...I'm already grown up. Running just like this is very comfortable. Don't fall." I grabbed the skirt that was covering my legs. Afraid that it would open and reveal a scrape that shouldn't have happened to a high school student like me.

“If you fell, just tell me,” she crossed her arms over her chest and stared at me, expecting the truth, “You can lie like a child.”

"Did the gypsy fall?"

"Is this a big wound?"

“What about class representatives at school events? Will the gypsy with an injured leg be disgraced in front of our room?"

"Already grown, I still fall. So clumsy."

And a lot of gossip that I don't want to listen to. I resent Mr. Clock more and more. Before doing something that I didn't think I would make this decision in my life.

Wow!!!

I used my slender hand to slap the face of a female student in front of me, causing the entire class, including the teacher, to turn and look. My bad luck, what should I do now? Today in one day alone I have made two mistakes. Anywhere, anywhere I was told to go only once. I've endured this girl's annoying voice for a long time. Please vent for a moment.

“I know you've been annoyed at me for a long time. But do you think that what you've done is too much for one person to bear?" I decided to continue talking without caring.

"That you have always had to carry it alone. It's because you don't have any friends!!"

"What do you say?" The heart-wrenching words pierced into the deepest reaches of the subconscious mind. There was only one friend who talked to me when I was a child. No, I have to say that it was only one person. I don't have anyone to talk to. There's only Mr. Clock beside me. But now....

“Aren't your ears that good? People who have no friends!!!"

"Retract your words just now."

"Or she'll argue. Just trying to create an image of being a good person to the teacher every day. Don't you think it's boring at all? You don't have anything to do, just give orders and blame others for following you!!!"

"Stop talking right now!!" I raised my hand and tried to slap her to intimidate her, but she didn't seem afraid at all.

“Why, what is she going to do to me? Do you think I wouldn't dare hit back?"

"That's enough, both of you..." The teacher's calm voice stopped us all. He slowly walked towards the two parties. One of which is me!!

"Teacher, I don't know. What grudges do they have against each other? But what they do It's a disgrace to the school. Today, the two of you went to meet the teacher in the administration room," the teacher said, still keeping his voice calm. "As for Gypsy... the teacher is very disappointed in her. There are only a few students that teachers are impressed by, and she 'was' one of them.”

The teacher finished speaking just as the class ended. But that careless voice still lingers in my head. Why would I do such a stupid thing? Everything that had been created disappeared. No later than tomorrow all the news must be distributed throughout the grade level. And of course everyone would look at me with colder eyes.

And if this teacher tells the story to others Where else can I find refuge? The heaviest That is, if this matter escalates to the point where it has to be written down in a book until the behavior is compromised, what will be done? Just this is already stressful. When you go home, you will surely die. What will I have left in this life?

It's because of you alone!! If you wake us up in the morning like usual I will come quickly. They wouldn't ridicule me, and most importantly, I wouldn't have to be embarrassed like this!!!

"I hate you Clock!!!!!"

“Why did you bring it here now, Mr. Sompong, Mr. Maneerat?” the company president scolded his subordinates with a serious expression. “You missed a very important meeting. Even though I've reminded you many times!"

“There really was a mistake. President, "The gypsy's father and mother could only keep their heads down and listen to their scolding.

"Don't let something like this happen again. If it does, I'll suspend you!!"

"Yes, we are truly sorry."

The two husband and wife walked weakly out of their boss's room. Before the woman starts the conversation

“When you go home, you go fill up your batteries. If not, then We're definitely late again. This time, there probably won't be another chance to make amends.”

“I think so,” the father sighed, “before going to pick up the gypsy. Shall we stop by and buy a durable alarm clock as a backup? In case that house is lost again We won't miss it. It looks like this pendulum clock has run out of time. Its condition is completely old. We had it before we were married.”

“Until the gypsy is this old…” Mother turned to Father with determination in her eyes, “OK. Let's go buy a beautiful watch to put on the bedside cabinet. So you won't miss it again."

"Beautiful but not durable and expensive. Don't take it, Mom."

"Yes, I'll choose for you." Mom laughed a little, teasing Dad.

"I love my mother the most."

"There's a lot. Let's go to work."

The house's only car was parked in the parking area. Before the three members of the house stepped out of the car with expressions...so happy they had to be upset -.-

While mother's two hands are cooking Father took the only watch in the bedroom and added batteries to it. But even if you try to change the battery to another type. Or how to stimulate the clock? The pendulum did not swing and the black hand on the dial did not move a single millimeter.

"Ah...what should I do with this watch? No matter what I do, it won't work," Dad said, putting the screwdriver and other tools back into the box as before.

“You can throw it away, Dad. Anyway, we bought a new house,” Mom said while turning off the gas. This family's hot meal is ready to eat. But the person eating this is not ready yet.

My mother's words made me speechless for a moment. When he first picked me up to practice, he thought he was happy. But when I heard this, I didn't want to 'walk' at all. Probably no one really values ​​us. No one probably wants us anymore. We are useless now...

"Wake up, Miss Clock." A soft whisper sounded from the young girl next to me. This voice has always been an encouragement to me. Even though I felt very sorry, I still chose to wake up again.

Tick...Tock...Tick...Tick

"Eh...?" Father and mother looked at their only daughter in bewilderment. "Just now, Gypsy...did you practice your watch...?"

"No...nothing. When the clock is ticking I'll hang it up." She said before running up the stairs...

Gypsy managed to hang the clock in its original place. Then step back and look at the neatness. Before starting a conversation with Khun Clock

"Mr. Clock..." The girl trailed off in a long voice, clearly showing her anger. Her big eyes stared at the antique pendulum clock in front of her, “You embarrass me.”

"But you are the person..." Clock intended to argue. But it was interrupted like every time before.

“You have to do your part. It's a clock, it has to run, it has to tell the time, it has to wake up, not cause the owner to be late." She looked at the time machine in front of her, "not doing its job. I call it useless..."

She said that and walked away.

I think back to the images of the old days. Since I was sent to this house I don't know my past so that's why I can speak. Why do I have feelings? Why is mine different from other watches? But I remember that I was more than a watch

Since the gypsy knew that I could talk to her I have always been her playmate. In the past, Gypsy fathers and mothers had to work hard. causing the gypsy to return home by herself When I came back I had no friends to play with. But I have...a watch. that makes her not lonely Always by your side

But now it's not like before...

Tick...Tock...Tick...Tick

The sound of the old pendulum wall clock continues to do its job, over and over and over.

Tick...Tick...Tick...Tick

The old, golden iron pendulum swung back and forth with duty. The two silver horses that were decorated slowly spun to a rhythm that sounded "clink...clink..."

Ting...Tong...Tong...Tong

Another hour complete for this burden. The black hand in the watch slowly moves past the Roman numerals to indicate the time. The pendulum continues to swing back and forth. Even at midnight today when everyone in the house was resting. It continued to perform its duties without tiring.

"It's annoying..." said a girl in light pink pajamas, covering her ears with a pillow. "Can you please stop that noise!!!"

"Yes...Miss," the clock answered and slowly the pendulum swung slower and slower and finally stopped swinging...

I looked at the new alarm clock that Gypsy's father and mother had bought. Until I want to cry...but I have no tears. Well, I'm just a watch...a watch that no one cares about.

There are many more words I want to tell you. There are many stories that I have never told you. There are many things I want to do but haven't. And may not do it forever...

I closed my eyes...and hoped to wake up again.

The sunlight hitting the window symbolizes the arrival of a new day. The new alarm clock does its job well. It roused the whole household to wake up and carry on with their duties.

As for the old pendulum clock The tip of the black needle was still at midnight...

"Looks like it's really broken," Mom said to Dad, looking at the new alarm clock she just bought. and set hope for it like I had hoped for an old watch many years ago. “Anyway, we bought a new watch. Leave this house. It's probably time."

Dad believed Mom's words and without hesitation took out the hanging clock. before throwing it into the trash can in front of the house and leaving like every day.

The sound of the garbage truck was getting closer and closer. The watch can only hope that it will not be thrown away today. At least he wanted to say a happy farewell to the gypsy first, even though that was impossible.

The egg-green garbage truck approached and stopped at the end of the alley where the gypsy house was.

"Ah! Hurry, this is the last one.” A man walked out of the car and called out to his co-workers.

The man who had been called walked up to the trash can and quickly tied up a black bag, not paying attention to what was in it. He nonchalantly tossed it along with the other bags from earlier.

Before the lid of the garbage truck was closed Before the clock breaks Before the watch's life ends The worthless watch said to itself in a low but firm voice,

"Even though I'm just something to use, But I will do my best!!!”

Add...Pung...Pleng!!!!