Police car

If I died without knowing everything, it's an awful feeling to be so ignorant that I die.

I have thought about how to reveal the truth, but I don't quite have enough evidence to prove that Anong is the victim. Even if it is hard to wait, I have to keep trying to uncover the truth. I kept thinking about it, but I felt like something was off. 

If there was only a way to make the truth come out quickly without taking it so long, or even if in the snaps of my finger.

Maybe I could find some evidence if I keep searching. Suddenly I noticed something... A police car was talking to Aom outside; something seemed strange. I followed the car and opened the trunk, there was nothing inside. It smelled strange, like it was hiding

Maybe it was just my imagination, but I just had to check. Maybe it was just a normal police car or maybe it was holding some secret evidence. But I couldn't stop thinking about it. I had to keep looking, something told me there was something more to it. So, I kept digging... I kept looking into it until I found something, I wasn't sure what but it was something... Maybe something that could prove that Anong was the framed. I felt a surge of relief and excitement. I couldn't wait to show Aom and reveal the truth...

My final attempt was the least successful; as I attempted to join the car and tried to fit underneath, I still managed to secure some footing while keeping my phone in my pocket, hoping to capture some evidence. But the plan failed as the car parked at an unknown location. I was scared that the driver might notice me so I tried running away from the scene, but I hid behind a near-by power pole, hoping to watch the driver's actions.

Although the plan didn't work out as expected, I got a close look at the driver, something tells me I'm heading in the right direction...

I was anxious when I realized my cellphone wasn't in my pocket anymore. I had left it in my pocket, and I got nervous because I knew I had crucial evidence in my phone. My hands started shaking from the anxiety and fear, but I couldn't stop thinking about the driver and what he was doing in that unknown location. I had a bad feeling that he could be the culprit behind the mystery. I knew I had to do something fast...

"Why did it slip into my pocket? was that too big not to fit in there? or it's the phone case that makes it bigger? why I am so clumsy? What if it broke? My mom would kill me and not replace my phone unless my brothers buy a new phone. Bright is going to use mine and he's waiting! What am I going to do?"

As the police car left the scene, my eyes were focused on the tires, crossing my fingers and praying that my phone would be found. I felt a deep sense of regret for allowing my phone to slip out of my pocket, I knew it held crucial evidence to the case and now I may never get it back.

My phone was safe! I quickly grabbed it, relieved to see that the screen was free from cracks and damage. I used my uniform to clean off the last bits of dust and took a moment to breathe, relieved to know that the phone had survived and I had my key piece of evidence. I was grateful beyond words that the phone was safe and fully functioning, now I had something solid to work with. I just needed to keep digging.

That day completely shifted my perspective. I now realized that when tackling a task, it is crucial to continue until completion, with a twist. It wasn't all for naught, however, as I lost my confidence that day, believing I'd succeed and finish the job, but the experience taught me a valuable lesson. To always be confident in my skills and determination to see things through and to never stop seeking the truth!

I entered a nearby convenience store and started looking for something to eat. As I removed my uniform and used my t-shirt instead, I couldn't help but let out a murmur, "If I went to school, I'll be late and get scolded by the teachers. Not to mention it's already recess time... If I go home, mom will notice me missing..."

I entered a local night market, with only the purpose of entertaining myself for a little while. It was as if I wanted to just float among the stars and do nothing, but I knew that dealing with it was my only option.

While I was washing my face with my hands in the public restroom, my mother suddenly texted me, asking me to buy something from the fish market. "Wait! Did I get lost while cutting classes? I know that when I get home, I'm dead!" I thought as I started running towards the fish market in a panic...

I entered the fish market while searching for the item my mother asked me to bring home. But to my surprise, I suddenly felt a hand grab mine out of the blue, I turned to look and saw someone that I was familiar with...

It was Anong, he seemed to be just as shocked as I was. "Are you Aduyadej?" he asked, as we both froze dead.

"I was looking for you the whole day, I thought you were lost. How did you manage to go to school in that condition? Your uniform is covered in dirt!"

I couldn't meet Anong's eyes, as if there was a secret that I was hiding from him. I knew that lying again would only provide a temporary peace, I would rather die in ignorance than have that knowledge.

In the blink of an eye, our gaze met and I felt my worries wash away like a sudden wave.

"Mom asked me to buy fish on my way back," I explained to Anong, who swiftly grabbed my hand and began rushing me towards the market.

"Don't listen to her," he said with a firm nod, "she is a idiot!"

In the split of a second, the weight that was holding me back lifted, the feeling of relief washing all my worries away.

Anong was dragging me along and we finally reached the fish market. I paid the merchant for the fish and the two of us quickly headed home.

My mother greeted us at the door, but she looked concerned when she saw me.

I felt guilty for lying, but I knew it was crucial to see this through and find the truth.