Father ( A Short Story)

เป็นงานเขียนตอนเรียนปี 3 ได้รับแรงบันดาลใจจากเรื่องสั้น เรื่อง In Dream With Responsible ของนักเขียนชาวเยอรมัน เขียนหลังจากที่พ่อเสียไปแล้วหนึ่งปี เคยได้ลงใน Nation Junior ด้วย ลองอ่านดูครับ แล้วลองบอกมาซิว่าผมอยากบอกอะไรกับคนอ่าน

I'm not sure where I'm now. I'm sitting half awake half sleep. I'm so blurred. I feel as if I were on the bus. There were many people there. The sound of people speaking and the sound of engine echoed in my ears. The wind is blowing into my face. Suddenly, I see a tall thin man who looks like my father, sitting next to me. He looks at me seriously and tries to speak to me in low voice, very slowly, "Son...son". He speaks like he is drunk. It makes me feel like I'm sitting next to my father, but it's not real. My father died last year. The drunk man said to me "You're like my son, he died last year". I listen to him silently."He was a good son. I feel sorry for everything I did to him. I didn't give him enough time and love. I left him alone at home. I just went out with my friends to drink and bet. I didn't care how he lived. Now I know I was wrong. I want him to forgive me. I want to tell him I love him. I'm thinking of him and I want him back". He cries. I don't know what to say. What he said is just like my story. I'm weeping. I'm thinking of my father. I start speaking to the drunk man like I speak to my father, "Dad, you're like my father. There's something that I'd like to say to my father if he were still alive. Do you want to listen?" The drunk man nods, sitting motionless. I continue to speak, " My father was the man who I hate the most and I love the most. When I go wherever I used to go with him, I always think of him. I want to tell him I love him. I want him back". The drunk man is weeping. I can't see him clearly. The sunlight covers me and the wind is blowing into my face again. I wake up and there is no one sitting next to me. The watch on my hand reminds me today is the 31st October, the day my father died last year..... ี