I apologize for this is unfinished. Haven’t drawn anything in 10 years being stuck in a logic mind of perfectionism, to picking up a digital pen to build up the creative freedom was one of the toughest challenges for me. But, I finally submitted something.

This story is about allowing the inner child the freedom express. What if we can see and hear our inner child? What if our inner child is as real as anyone?

The story begins of a teen boy who thinks Disney is for babies, telling everyone to grow up and stop acting like children, while ignoring the demands and calls of his own inner child. His inner child gets him to explore Disney with his classmates, in hopes the estranged teen will learn to acknowledge him and open up to his true authentic self.