This is not-for-little-kids kids story about a human boy, chosen by a godess to be her son. He created stars. He created them for his mother - the Moon, every time she was sad, when her brother - the Sun, and sister - Mother Nature came by, when she cried and when she was about to lose her son. Now, look at the sky and try to count the stars.

"You forget yourself boy. Your narcissistic views cloud your judgment, for alone was never a decision you got to make" -though no one was there to tell him that. A hollow shell of an antiheroic boy who's life seem to be crumbling into fetishization and self-destructive cigarettes. How much can you repair when you've made everything so wrong, still the world never punishes you for it. Zookeeper's Boy is part 1 of a trilogy.

Robert Nobel, the school pariah, triumphs over his own fears and the school bully, in this extraordinary tale of self-empowerment, legend and death.

Augustín Hernández. One of the most popular jocks and guys from his school, plus a total womanizer. It doesn't matter where he is and with whom he is, ladies practically surround him 24/7... not that he would mind, at least that's what everyone believes. He does mind, though. As the son of a rich and busy businessman, he knows that the only thing people are after is his money. No matter what he does, everyone will always think of August as the rich, popular and perfect guy. But August has secrets. Like every other boy, right? Well, his secrets are bigger than those of others and if people find out what really happens behind locked doors, they might finally accept the fact that not everyone, even someone like Augustín Hernández, is as perfect as they may seem.

What if your life was without colour, without connection to the outside world? In this story, we venture along a little boy who learns through his companion Sam what its like to feel, to laugh and to cry. In a world stacked against them, will they find their own happiness?

I guess that for some of us there was that one person that changed our lives forever. Might not be for the best but still , not for the worst either.

"Kitabat" is Arabic for writings. Picking a name for a book is definitely more challenging than I thought it would be. You have to look into having the name resonate with its contents, make it catchy and a bit dramatic for that whiff of pizzazz, and (most importantly) it HAS to contain a part of you within its spirit. The name Kitabat simply checked these boxes for me. Because, at the end of the day, this book is just that: a bunch of my writings. A bunch of Kitabat.