witchyboop

Actually this was the first time where I could not help my son.
I was just only an onlooker. Highly prohibited to be available anytime he needed me.
It was only himself that was there to depend on.
Exaggerated maybe but it was like watching a horror film seeing my son walking in the rope tied up in a 10 feet high trees. Nanlamig ako and I found my self cheering him like big fan of Bien (actually, I am a fan)“Go Bien Go!!!