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Friday, May 11, 2012

Telling Story


MISERY MAKES HAPPY

Once upon a time, there lived a poor children named Tyem. He was confidant, polite, and obedience to the religion. He also good at martial arts. Razor is rich children. Razor’s father to be a judge. He was arrogant with his wealth. So people more respect to tyem than Razor. Consequently Razor very jealous. He assume that Tyem envy people to not respect him. So Razor dislike Tyem.

One day Tyem killed a rampage madman in the market. Because madman brought a weapon. It known by Razor. Then Razor report it to his father.

Razor                     : Dad, I saw him. He killed a madman.

Razor’s father    : Who is he?

Razor                     : He is Tyem.

Razor’s father    : What? Call him!

Sometimes later . . . .

Razor’s father    : You must enter to jail for a month.

Razor                     : Why I must enter to jail?

Razor’s father    : You killed a madman in the market.

Razor                     : But . . . .

Razor’s father    : Don’t drirel!

So Tyem got penalty from Razor’s father. Some years later . . . .

                One day Razor’s wife fall and carried by the river. Tyem know it and helped Razor’s wife. But Razor accuse that Tyem will rape his wife.

Razor                     : Hey, don’t touch my wife. You will rape my wife!

Tyem                     : No, I just want help your wife.

Razor                     : hah . . . I didn’t believe. I will report to my father.

And then Tyem got penalty. Tyem must worked in Razor’s house without pay.

                Razor still hold a grudge. He hire a assassin to killed Tyem. When Tyem watched horse race, suddenly he attacked by assassin. Then came some polices to capture Tyem and assassin.

Police                    : Stop! You make confusion in here! We will capture you!

Tyem                     : I didn’t make confusion.

Police                    : You must follow us to the police office!

After that they were put in jail.

                After Tyem out from jail, he took a walk in the market. He saw a seller beat up a police. Tyem helped a police.

Police                    : Help . . . . !

Tyem                     : Hey stop . . . . ! Don’t kill the police. If you will kill the police, kill myself!

The seller was scared and run.

Police                    : Thank you for your help. What is your name?

Tyem                     : My name Tyem, sir!

Police                    : Do you have amployment?

Tyem                     : Not yet, sir!

Police                    : Ok. Follow me to police office.

Now Tyem became a police secretary.

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