Gemotions

The harsh fluorescent lights of the library seemed to amplify the words, "We regret to inform you…" The words swam before Clara's eyes. It was a complete disaster. Her plans, her future, everything she'd meticulously built, felt like it was dissolving into thin air.

She noticed a group of students huddled together, poring over books, their faces alight with excitement. She understood the intense pressure they felt. She thought of their future, their hopes, their aspirations.

Walking toward the group, she cleared her throat, offering advice. “I’ve been there" she said, “Don’t give up.” She spent the next hour working with the group, offering assistance with their studies.