So far the App "whisper" has meant nothing to me, its just where i go on a daily basis when i get bored to see what other people have to say. It wasn't to long till things started changing it was the first quarter of 10th grade and my mom found out my dads job was at stake this put a lot of stress on our family, but when it truly started changing was when the conversations at the dinner table started to die down. We were no longer that average family who discussed how their day went.. Dinner was now silent besides dad occasionally asking to pass the salt. I swear that man could never have enough salt, but that's not the point. Soon our conversations died down and then after that we would clean up an go on own separate ways no family movie or game. This is when "whisper" gained a purpose for me. First i would just post nonsense about how im nervous about the Advanced Geometry test on Friday, but then i began to wonder was it more then my dads job being at risk, maybe there really was more going on then i was aware of. Which frightened me for the first time in my life my family could be in jeopardy, an i might not even know it. To think about it i couldn't even remember the last time my dad came home an kissed my mom before sitting down for dinner.
Whisper became sort of a comfort zone for me, although i wasn't quite ready to share my hardship, i would similar whispers and it made me feel hopeful and not alone. There was this reoccurring topic i seen. "parents married for 37 years now getting a divorce, my faith in love is lost", "parents getting divorced who do i choose to live with", "hopefully can keep going to the same school after the divorce" little to my acknowledge it was the same person. No one else knew it either because no one knew who was posting what.
I got brave one day and decided to message the random stranger...
