Gemotions

The weight of the backpack on her shoulders suddenly felt unbearable. Anna walked across the campus, the buildings she had come to love now symbols of a shattered dream. Each step felt labored, each breath a struggle. Her vision blurred, and she blinked rapidly, trying to clear her eyes. She wanted to scream, to run, to escape the suffocating reality. She felt a sharp pang of anger, quickly followed by a crushing sense of defeat. She lowered her head and kept walking, the path ahead shrouded in an ominous haze.