Drafting an Essay for Nonfiction Contest
- Megan Madramootoo
- Oct 16, 2019
- 1 min read
"“Let me talk to you for a second.”
I immediately stopped what I was doing, my breath abruptly catching inside my throat. His usual deep and soothing voice was now foreign to me since I hadn’t heard much of it in the weeks following Isaiah’s death, and the sudden sound of it startled my insides."
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