Gemotions

Sarah saw the name, “Jason Moore wants to be your friend.” She remembered the constant, relentless bullying. The fear. The isolation. Her hands trembled slightly as she stared at the screen. She felt the sting of memories.

But then she considered the stories she had been told. She knew Jason had gone through some hard times. She thought of her own struggles, the times she had felt helpless, misunderstood. She recognized the look in his eyes; the look of someone haunted.

She swallowed. She accepted the request. She messaged him. She typed: "Hey Jason." She felt no joy, but she felt a strange sense of… something. A quiet understanding. A gentle sorrow.