Who are they?

“Hey buddy.”

I turned my face and saw two creatures hanging on my fence.

“Who are you?” I said.

“We are your neighbor,” they said.

“Oh, nice to meet you,” I said. “Welcome to Happy Village.”

After sleeping

The sun stood up high.

It was time to find food.

Should I go to the front yard or back yard?

Ah huh, I could go anywhere because it was inside my gate.

I am happy pig

I am the happiest pig in the world.

Um, so warm.

I like sleeping in my nest.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Who’s that?” I said.

“Me, your friend,” a voice from outside.

“I’m sleeping. Don’t bother me.”

Then I continued sleeping.

Too Late

written by Chakriya PHOU

A mother is giving instruction to her daughter.

Mother : Sweet heart, you are a girl. You have to take care of your body. Don't let anyone touch you. 

Daughter : It's too late, mum. Someone touched me. 

Mother : Tell me. I will go to report. 

Daughter : You cannot report because I am the person who gave permission. Not only touch but also press and squeeze. 

Mother : Tell me now who he is. 

Daughter : It's not ‘he’, it's ‘she’. She is a staff at a massage and spa. I went to her to get a massage. She touched, she pressed and she squeezed my whole body. My body was in pain but after that, it is good. Talking about it, I feel I want to go to her again.

Mother : !!!