Daniel Stalter
WHAT STARTED AS A WHISPER SLOWLY TURNED INTO A SCREAM

WHAT STARTED AS A WHISPER SLOWLY TURNED INTO A SCREAM

by | Jul 23, 2013 | Essays

July 23, 2011.   My sister and I went to catch a matinee of The Deathly Hollows – Part II. As we left the theater, I noticed that you hadn’t called or texted me back. I had grown accustomed to your daily text “Good Morning, Punk,” or some variation. This was when...