It’s a sundate with the family at KCC for “Halik Sa Hangin” which reminds me of my stale and corny plots while I was in 4th grade. Not all my plots though, I created the Mysterious Worlds at that age. It’s like the Game of Thrones. No regrets because well, I wasn’t a writer just a master storyteller that many of my classmates volunteered drawing the plots for me. Imagine 1000 plots since Grade IV and I’m still creating whenever I’m alone. Mom wasn’t that supportive of it because whenever I thought of plots, I always shut my door for two hours when I was a kid (every day), a habit I only broke when I reached 3rd year high school. Mysterious, right? LOL! Now, sometimes before bed, I still make stories. How can I ever make you alive Xenon Zean Rutherford?