Example - Short stories written in a style of writing

Dear love

Brother...

Come and pick Tint up tonight at 10 o'clock. Come and pick him up. Because of the milk, Maung and Tint will be far apart.

The family has heard about Tint and Maung. So tomorrow morning, they will take the 6am train to Tint's aunt's house. Please keep calling Tint, I will be waiting for Tint.

Come to the gate near the toilet at 10pm, bro.

Nice...

The letter was received by a market coolie just in time. It was about one o'clock in the afternoon when the letter was received, so if you think about it calmly, you still have nine hours to think about the matter in the letter.

However, I can't think straight, I've never had a boyfriend, and we've only been in love for five months, and suddenly, unexpectedly, I read a letter like "Steal me." How could a young man who was only 20 years old not be shocked?

The letter I received at 10:00 p.m. said, "Come and pick me up at 10:00 p.m." It was too short for me. As soon as I finished reading it, my whole body was shaking. I couldn't figure out what to do, or what problem to think about first. The hour passed without me realizing it, just shaking and shaking.

After about 15 minutes, the shaking and trembling gradually calmed down. As it calmed down, I began to think with a calm head.

"Come pick him up at 10 p.m. Where should I take him, where should I leave him?"

I gave this a lot of thought and thought. As a young man with a vision, I would think the same way.

He failed the matriculation exam three times in a row, so he dropped out of school in frustration and started working as a mail order clerk and salesman at a shirt shop. The owner of the shirt shop, although Chinese, was a responsible Chinese who loved Burma and the Burmese people.

"I am a true citizen of the country. But I live in Burma. I trade with the Burmese. I eat Burmese rice. If I don't treat the Burmese people well, I am no longer a human being. I am a dog... a dog... a dog."

The owner of the yellow shirt shop always mentions the word "wa" in a conversation. He is a practical person, just like he says. He values ​​honesty. He is loving and kind.

“Hey... Maung Nyunt Maung, what's up? You failed the exam again, don't be upset. Work for me. I'll feed you, I'll give you tea and coffee, and I'll give you a hundred a month. If you pass the exam, I'll work in the office, okay? That's all you'll get.”

The last time Maung Nyunt Maung failed his exams and was so disappointed that the owner of the liquor store gave him such encouraging words that he immediately dropped out of school and accepted the job.

If Maung Nyunt Maung had continued to study, he would have failed the exam. While still studying, he had flirted with the only daughter of the BOC representative, “Tin,” and they fell in love. Where else could he try to study hard?

This is one thing, and another reason is that Maung Nyunt Maung accepted the job because he thought that the government job he had planned to get after passing the exam was not easy in this day and age, and by accepting a certain job, he would gain a reputation for himself (with work and skill).

As a young man, his only hope was to have sex with his girlfriend, Tint. He gave half of his 100 won salary to his parents, and spent 20 percent of it on himself, while the rest steadily accumulated.

So, when he had only 90 baht, the huge love problem of “steal” appeared, and Maung Nyunt Maung seemed to have a big headache as mentioned above. Suppose Tint was going to steal as he was told, where and to which house should Maung Nyunt Maung steal Tint? This was problem number (1) for him.

Before he could even think about the issue of accommodation (1), he was already thinking about food, clothing, and other things. And yet, another hour passed by at a rapid pace for him.

In this way, thinking about the difficulties and problems he would encounter, Maung Nyunt Maung became more active as 6 pm approached. His thoughts became more and more chaotic. The closer it got to 10 pm, the more nervous he became, and until it was almost 8 pm, he had not yet decided on anything.

At the end of his thoughts, he was so helpless that he had to confess everything to his trusted friend, the owner of the yellow shirt shop, and ask for advice.

“Aung Malai... It’s not uncommon for women to steal. If she came because she liked you, then it’s over. Hey... Don’t be afraid, Nyunt Maung, there’s a friend’s house in the brick lane. Oh... the house I asked you to give me a letter to. You know, don’t you? Take me to that house, don’t be afraid,” he said, not only encouraging me mentally but also physically.

"Are you going to steal at 10pm?"

"Yes, the message says to pick me up at 10 o'clock."

"Okay.. so I'll go tell you now," he said, and since he was already receiving help, he couldn't help but be grateful to Nyunt Maung. On the other hand, he was thinking about the possibility of getting closer to his girlfriend and smiling broadly.

*****

As soon as 9 o'clock struck, Maung Nyunt Maung swallowed his trembling heart.

I feel most comfortable with the medicine.