There was a period in life where the infamous saying 'Once upon a time' revolved in our lives, ignite dreams, building faith, and enlivening young hearts.

My sister might not know—in all those times, be it black or white, sad or happy, up or down, she remained in that special place—a place that was never empty because it was hers.

Childhood—it was as simple as: once upon a time, we live in a world where there's only us. Back then, there was no right or wrong, no true or false, no one can afford to become a sinner, hence no hurt that will ever transform into a scar.

Dear Jessica, that was how we used to spend our days, remember?