She whispers: "Don't close the laptop. Please. The void sounds like a busy signal."
In a small, quiet town where the most exciting event was the weekly farmers' market, seventeen-year-old Elise felt like a background character in a movie that hadn't started yet. Her only escape was her vintage camcorder, a bulky hand-me-down from her uncle that she used to document the mundane beauty of her life. videoteenage elise