"Don't believe it, don't disrespect it...He is nest @ Phetchabun "

'Don't believe it, don't disrespect it...He's nest @ Phetchabun '

This brother is going to the 8-ship Ka Canal. Have a little drink. The caller is a woman...He traveled alone and chose to sit.

In the front seat next to me.

"Don't do anything to you. The cousin is still small. Say with a little smile and look at his face."

He laughed.. "My brother has nothing. I came to my girlfriend, so he called the car."

"Are you armed?."..I asked him funny.

He pretended to check the bag and said..

"You can see it. Hold my bag."

This is it..."Someone called Grabb and attacked the driver with a knife to rob. You are also afraid. Our destination is far too."

On the way to talk, I realized that I had to go to the provinces very often to work on pouring the floor, and I remembered that I often slept in the provinces...

"You often go to other provinces. Have you ever met a ghost?"

One time, the job at Hat Yai took a month, so I rented a house because I had to store tools and the workers would sleep.

The workers and I had the feeling that someone was really living in the house, hearing showers, walkers and cleaning.

"I have to bathe two at a time, pair up and bathe until the end of the job."

But!...What I saw with my eyes was at home (hometown)

My house will be close to the mountain of Phetchabun Province, running 30 kilometers downstairs, but if you go up the mountain, the nest will take 20 kilometers, it will save more time.

I went with my friend on the side that day, and I sat in the back that night, and I drank a little, and I sat at the end, do you understand that the rearview would fit our eyes?

Curve range...I saw a woman in Thai clothes wearing Jada dancing in the middle of the street. It was the light of the moonlight. If you've been to the provinces in the dark, it's not dark. The moonlight can help you see.

Only when I see it...I closed my eyes and asked my friend, "Hey, are you close to home?"

"What are you? Why do you often ask if you are?" The side rider asked his younger brother as well.

When I arrived at my house, I told my friends...A few days later, after daylight, it turned out that the area where the dancers were seen had a courthouse.

I came to read his histories, and I learned that it was a city to observe enemy soldiers, built in Phitsanulok, and on the top of the hive, built in World War II, hundreds of lives died of malaria.

And even more peak, a group of drifters would try the subjects they nest, lighting incense for the invisible...As a result, the incense point does not stick.

Finally, I would like to say that something does not agree with your eyes. Do not urgently judge or conclude that there is no.

A narrative behind the wheel.