Jute Sack

Chapter 2

Every child grows up memorizing stories of great legends who once lived, fiction or reality, these are parts of our childhood that we looked forward to, the foundation of what we build our dreams on and the catalyst to the solidification of our personalities and characters. As a child, the real stories I heard growing… Continue reading Chapter 2

Jute Sack

Chapter 1

I was four months old when I lost my dad, too young to care about any other face that was not my mom's. Blissful, blissfully, bliss, words I love using. They mimic the childhood I wished for, even when I was just a child. For as long as I can remember, I put on a… Continue reading Chapter 1

Jute Sack

Intro

I don't want to start by telling you "my life hasn't been easy", so let's kick this off this way: Picture this, a small frail puppy with the courage of a lion, barely teething clinging on to the hope of playing outside but its always raining. The puppy is me and as for the rain,… Continue reading Intro