นิยายภาษาอังกฤษ พร้อมแบบฝึกหัดท้ายบท
ผลงานเด็กไทย G10- G12
นิยายภาษาอังกฤษ พร้อมแบบฝึกหัด
แต่งโดย Yahoo Pasakorn @ Sherlock เซียนตรรกะ
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***Reincarnation*** -การเกิดใหม่อีกครั้ง-
He stood in front of the bed, but he wasn’t in his own house. Jailed somewhere, he heard a long silence behind him. After that, he could still hear or feel the throbbing from the secret room which he had seen a man inside.
The door opened slowly.
"You must be Alex." A man said. He was a psychopomp whose responsibility was to escort newly deceased souls like Alex from Earth to the afterlife. His role was not to judge the deceased, but simply to guide them.
Alex nodded.
Alex kept silent.
“ Did you know him?”
Alex bit his tongue.
“Do you know him?”
Alex zipped up.
“Have you known him?
Alex withdrew into his shell.
“All right then. You don’t want to talk about it. It’s okay.”
Apparently, an apparatus--which resembled an appendix-- appeared on the mysterious man’s hand. He handed it to him. Alex took it apathetically.
“ I found it beside a corpse. Maybe that was what had cost his life.”
“What’s it? Alex asked
“It’s better for you to explore this state-of-art device on your own.”
Instantaneously, another female psychopomp was waiting for him, broad- shouldered and severe, her blond hair twisted into the tightest of buns. She had a strangely blank, moon-shaped face, wire-framed spectacles, and no makeup apart from a smear of yellow lipstick.
“Alex, you are dead. Are you aware of that?”
Alex ignored her.
“You are not allowed to go outside.”
Alex ignored her again, approaching the door, opening it, and stepping out into the corridor.
There was nobody in sight, either inside or outside. They were gone. The man and the woman.
He discovered the apparatus could break the darkness. It flashed the light so bright that the corridor became so pale that it was almost paper white.
He saw a wall. It looked so horribly sad.
He scattered the wall of loneliness and sadness with his apparatus again.
A silhouette of a supposedly strong-built man, whose baldhead was like a tadpole with horrible mauve eyes, sprung up, glancing at him like ghostlike.
It was GOD of Death. Pa-Ya-Yom
“Alex, you can go now, but remember if you lose your happiness and a willingness to chase your own dream again, I will chase you down to Hell myself. Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. Do you understand?”
Alex nodded, bowed and didn’t hold his tongue this time.
“Ok. I won’t. Thanks sir.”
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Wow. This gives wow. Great job.
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