Gemotions

“Wow,” Sarah whispered, her voice barely audible. She stared at the page, her essay, her *words*… published as an example for other students. A smile stretched across her face. This was it.

She felt like she could run to the moon. She needed to tell someone. She grabbed her phone, scrolling through her contacts. She started with her sister, leaving a breathless voicemail message. Then, she quickly texted all of her friends.

She changed her outfit, something she rarely did, and headed out for a walk. The cool air stung her cheeks, but she hardly noticed. She strode down the street, feeling a sense of purpose and joy.