Gemotions

The sunlight streaming through the window seemed to amplify the colors in Amelia’s room. She twirled around, humming a tune as she stretched her arms towards the sky. The scholarship result email had just pinged, and she couldn’t contain the energy that bubbled inside. Finally, her hard work would pay off.

She sat down at her desk, fingers hovering over the mouse. She clicked the email, anticipation building with each passing second. The news delivered a sharp shock. The application was a no-go. Amelia let out a long sigh, the buoyancy draining from her limbs. The light in the room seemed to dim.