P.M.W.

Literature and the crafty use of the english language was my very first love. As a young child I remember being so fascinated with the art of narration and story-telling. It was the story of the ghost, who cried “bloody finger” that first captivated me. Throughout the spooky story I was afraid, but that feeling was met with a comically relieving conclusion, as the author jokingly told the ghost to go “get a bandaid” and be quiet. Then again in middle school, I read Max…