Gemotions

He leaned back in his chair, the sunlight warming his face. The office, usually a battlefield, was quiet. It felt peaceful. He had just finished a good project, and the satisfaction lingered. A notification blipped on his laptop. The subject line was… concerning. "You Won't Believe What We Found!" The content of the email was even more unsettling.

A link, with his name. His teenage diary, laid bare for public consumption. He took a deep breath. Okay. He clicked the link. The website's garishness assaulted his eyes. He scrolled, tentatively at first, then with increasing fascination. The anger, the insecurities, the grand pronouncements of a fifteen-year-old. He chuckled. He couldn't help it. It was funny.