Gemotions

From his tiny apartment window, Ethan watched the rain lash against the glass, mirroring the turmoil inside. He’d just gotten the call from the financial aid office. The scholarship, the lifeline that allowed him to pursue his passion, was going to someone else. He felt a pressure building behind his eyes. He squeezed them shut, willing the feeling to pass.

He felt the need to apologize, even though he had nothing to do with this. He felt a deep, abiding guilt. He kept replaying the details in his mind, feeling trapped by the situation. He felt a tightness in his chest.