The last video my father uploaded to Movshare wasn’t a movie. It was a seventy-three-second clip of our backyard: the jacaranda tree in half-bloom, the rusty weather vane squeaking in a coastal breeze, and me, at age seven, trying to ride a skateboard for the first time.
I watched it three times. Then I noticed the comment section, something I’d never scrolled past before. Below the video, beneath a graveyard of spam links, was one real comment. Posted two years ago. From a username I didn’t recognize: Archivist_Dawn . movshare
I searched for his username: CelluloidGhost . The last video my father uploaded to Movshare