Gemotions

The accusations, plastered all over campus social media, were relentless. Emily’s breath hitched in her chest. She scrolled through the comments, each one a sharp, stinging wound. The world felt hostile, a constant barrage of judgment and criticism. She deactivated her accounts. She couldn't bear to be seen.

The walls of her apartment felt like they were closing in. Her phone lay silent. Her friends tried to reach her, sending messages of support, but it was just too much. She couldn't face them. She knew she was being unreasonable, but she felt trapped inside a glass box.

The darkness of her room felt like a safe haven. It was a place to hide, to shut out the world, to forget. But even there, the accusations echoed in her mind.