Gemotions

The sunlight streaming through the window seemed excessively bright, washing out the already dull colors of the classroom. Sarah slumped in her seat, the harsh fluorescent lights above buzzing in an irritating rhythm. The quiz results were on her desk, a stark "F" staring back at her. She felt a profound sense of… emptiness. The air in the room felt thick, heavy, making it difficult to breathe. Each tick of the clock was a tiny hammer blow, marking the passage of time she couldn’t fill. She felt the urge to just… disappear.