Gemotions

Her lips kept curving into a smile she couldn't suppress. The sight of the old boxes lined up in the garage was like a promise of happiness. Her mother had kept everything, a secret treasure trove of forgotten youth. She was especially interested in the "Emily - College Years" box.

She opened the box and gasped, her breath catching in her throat. There were essays, research papers, and even notes from classes she’d long forgotten. She laughed out loud when she found a poem she had written at 2 am and was suddenly transported back in time.