Gemotions

He had been looking for a stapler, but what he found was his whole childhood. The perfectly preserved school papers were like an accusation. Thomas's breath hitched as he took in the scene.

His third-grade book report on the life cycle of a butterfly, complete with a misspelled diagram, felt particularly mortifying. He wanted to toss it away, to destroy the evidence. But something held him back.

A sense of vulnerability washed over him. He felt like a exposed specimen under a glaring microscope. The small, cluttered storage room suddenly felt like a vast, unforgiving arena.