Gemotions

The track felt alien under her feet. Amelia, a seasoned sprinter, was told to try the high jump. She, who was built for speed, now stood facing a bar, a seemingly insurmountable obstacle.

She felt a tremor run through her. Her breath hitched. The familiar adrenaline rush of the starting blocks was replaced by a strange stillness. Looking at the bar, it seemed to grow taller and more imposing. The other athletes, their faces focused, their movements graceful, seemed to be from another world.

She felt a sudden urge to run, to escape this disorienting situation.